Disclaimer: Because I made a false proclamation about a petition I'd issued last time, the FF team paid off a strange red haired man and his bald friend with shades to get rid of me! Dear lord…they're headed this way—O.O—I don't own FF8!

Chapter 14: Heart to Heart

After the last bits of information were processed, Rori was finally released from the hospital. They walked out of the hospital's doors to the parking lot, out in the morning's heavy air where the sun had seemingly risen just moments before. Rinoa, with secured arms around Rori's little body, followed Quistis as she led them to her parallel parked, modern-style silver sedan. Squall followed them with his hands shoved into both of the front pockets of his pants. He was quietly involved in a heated staring contest with Rori which they had begun when they were onboard the elevator. He could see her dimpled cheeks pressing into Rinoa's shoulder before she began to giggle, signifying her defeat. A waft of soft laughter went between the two, and Rinoa kissed Rori's cheek, just as the girl had forced her laughs into the soft furs of the pink bunny that she was wrapping her arm around tightly.

Quistis ruffled a hand through her purse, scraping up what was left of her keys. When she arrived at the hospital earlier, she had lost her keys somewhere inside the purse that was now strapped around her shoulder. "Okay…" She whispered to herself after grabbing a hold of them finally, and pressed a small rectangular button from a round device that was attached to the keychain, which would work to unlock all of the car doors simultaneously in a snap of a second. "Here we are…" The young woman began while stopping in her tracks and facing Squall and Rinoa. Speaking to Squall mostly, Quistis said, "…Please excuse the mess, I'm so used to riding around alone."

They all took a second to look inside the car through its windows. Rinoa saw a few papers on the floor behind the front seats and she laughed, "Quis, doesn't it look like this everyday?"

"Oh, that's right." Bringing her hand to her mouth, she chuckled, "…I swear I pick up after myself all the time, but if it's still there then maybe I am losing my mind."

"Which reminds me," Rinoa had cut her off, "…thank you for coming all this way." She was referring to the woman's actions since the beginning and amid all the madness at the hospital, which nevertheless, made her partially insane too.

"Please, it's no problem. This is my job! I live for these adventures." Quistis huffed sarcastically as she grabbed the door handle and gave it a tug, letting everyone know that the doors were open so they could help themselves into her car as well. Rinoa opened the door to the back seat and placed Rori inside first. Rori had rolled over onto her knees and faced the back window so she could see Squall, who had waved to her while stooping down so she would know that his wave was purposely intended for her.

"…Daddy." Rori muffled into the backseat's cushions, girdling closely her pink bunny, so its fur could completely absorb her words. Squall could see the excitement written all over her face. He shook his head with a smirk, knowing exactly what was on her mind. She smiled, remembering her secret promises with him only moments ago when they were still alone in the hospital room: "I can't wait to tell momma what you said!"

"…Rori…this may sound strange, but you have to promise me that you won't tell her what I told you."

"…Why not? …Will she be mad at you?"

"No, but I just…" He lifted her from the floor again and into his arms, "I just wanted to tell her myself."

Rori smiled, "She's gonna be so happy."

"Yeah, that's why you have to promise me; otherwise, I'll tell her what you saw." He said, tickling her left side. She immediately laughed and squirmed in his arms.

The little girl chucked out, "Alright, I promise!" Drawn from her promises and back into the present world, Rori smiled into her hands before using them both to wave back at her father.

As he was turning away from the car, Squall felt a pair of heavy eyes on him. When looking over, he saw Rinoa standing with her arms folded and wearing a smirk, "…Are you going to catch the bus again?"

"…Well, yeah—"

"Squall, I'm kidding! What kind of person do you think I am?" She laughed, walking over to him and grabbing his hand, "…We'll take you back..."

Back, she said…it should've been home, but of course his new home was the Balamb Hotel. He had even grown fond of speaking to the hostesses standing at the desk every morning and night; they were so attentive.

He sighed, shrugging his shoulders as well. "I don't know…" He muttered, glancing in Quistis' direction, seeing the back of her head for a second. Quistis had busied herself in the mirror that was on the face of her personal sun guarder. He then focused his eyes with Rinoa's again while squeezing the hand that was holding his. He lowered his voice, "…Don't worry about me. Rori needs to get home, but more importantly, you need to get home so you can get some rest."

"…What are you talking about, that was the best sleep I'd gotten all week long." She said, thinking about their night together in the chair of Rori's room. He smiled upon realizing he too had slept more comfortably than sleeping in five hotel beds put together. He could sleep on sharp stones if Rinoa were there with him. Squall smirked and then moved his head toward Quistis' direction again. Rinoa had then realized that he was hinting for her to ask Quistis to bid them a second before they headed anywhere else. In an instant, she faced the car, which was parked with its nose faced toward the street that would take them away from the hospital, and shouted to Quistis, "I'm sorry Quistis, can you give us a minute!"

"…Sure, no problem!" The blonde yelled from the driver's seat in her car, she had long since closed the door and was now sitting inside with the windows down on all four sides. Meanwhile, Rori was glued to the back window, watching her parents chatter with one another; one of whom she shared secrets with, and the other whom she hid secrets from.

Quistis knew they would need some time alone. The couple hadn't had any time together since she arrived at the hospital. Understanding they were separated by every which way and event, she honorably turned on the AC and rolled all of the windows up so neither she nor Rori could tune in to their conversation.

At this motion Rori sighed, "Aww." Quistis laughed silently and turned the radio on, listening in to her favorite station of tunes. "Hey Rori, what kind of music do you like to listen to?"

"Um…I don't really know." The girl answered, facing forward and sitting on her bottom again. Quistis' secret mission was complete: To distract Rori from the scene behind them ultimately leaving Rinoa and Squall with a little more privacy.

Rinoa was now staring at his hand in hers, her smile somewhat as lost as her thoughts. She was surprised when he moved his other hand with theirs already entangled and balled them all together, bringing them to his chest. Squall looked as though he wanted to say something serious, but appeared at a lost of words. Alas, they were standing there in a deep silence for a few moments before Rinoa whispered into the wind, "…It's okay if you don't want to take the ride with us. A lot's happened, right?"

"…" He flashed a worried look at her and then planted his eyes into the ground.

"…Squall. What is it?" She had asked, taking a step closer to him. "Is something wrong?"

"…I…" Uncertainty dominated his voice, "…Four years ago, I felt like absolutely nothing…and by going out there I left thinking that I could find myself again, or at least find something that made sense to me. One day, I realized the only thing— the only person in my life that ever made sense to me was you; you and everything we were, everything we became. Now I'm here finally, and we have Rori." Squall smiled, "I can promise you that I will never do anything to hurt her, and I'll always be there for her. …It's odd really. I only met her days ago and feel that I just can't wait to see who she'll grow up to be—what type of choices she'll make that will shape her life, you know?" He paused, his eyes higher than the skies for a moment, "…Rinoa, I love her so much…"

Rinoa was thrilled to learn that he cherished Rori; however, all that excitement died down when he sighed afterward, insisting that what would follow was bound to ruin the fine moment between them. Her eyes had angered slightly, annoyed that he would choose now to release another damning thought to her.

Squall continued, "But...she isn't the only reason why I'm staying…" His eyes fell back from the heavens to meet with hers down on earth finally, "That's why I can't go back with you right now." He motioned his left hand to break free from her grasp, moving it down to her waist and pulling her against his body. "If I left with you now…I'd only want Quistis to drive us home." He had said while pressing his hand against her back and freeing his right hand from hers. His fingertips gracefully landed onto her soft cheek and seized her chin, where he traced the skin of her lips with his thumb. Rinoa's eyes had long since abandoned their rage, and were now drowning in his heavenly blue spheres. She felt her lips pull apart against his hand, where she placed gentle kisses whilst he continued tracing her mouth.

He had meant to stress the word home. He wanted her to interpret how badly he had missed her, and all the things that were theirs, together. His priorities were now Rinoa, Rori, and everything in between, especially Rinoa.

She murmured, "Squall…I know." She began, in an unsettling state, as if to say she too foresaw what would happen had they driven to Balamb together. She would hate to part from him at that lonesome hotel, which would lead to begging him not to stay there, but return home with her and Rori; wasn't it right on the mark?

Rinoa paused for moment, thinking why the picture of the hotel had suddenly been painted as lonely? …Didshe pity him?

Feeling sorry for Squall was the last thing he had ever wanted from her, it was understood between the two of them that she should never pity him; it would only make him feel weak, according to Squall. Poor Squall, I wonder how many nights he's spent there? His bill is sure to be high. …The joke's on him, I guess. He should've come by more often; maybe I would've let him stay over. …No…that's not true. I was a real jerk. I never gave him a chance. I've been…treating him like a visitor ever since he came back. She stared into his eyes that were saddening by the second. Saddening? Rinoa took a moment to study his pupils, hoping that they were presenting some sort of mirage; however, they were projecting what was going on inside of his soul. Seeing that the heavenly blissfulness had suddenly turned gloomy, she became mortified.

If I've treated him like a visitor, what if he doesn't feel welcome anymore…? What have I done to you, Squall? Whatever it is, I am so sorry.

Thinking about his careful words, she had begun to count her own words cautiously. He had spoken to her so sweetly, yet there was a peculiar sadness about it. She recalled in her mind: Yes, I know that he loves Rori and me, but…what else is he trying to say? Is he…angry? No, maybe I'm making a big deal about it… Although assuring herself that things were all right, there were thoughts nagging: Was there something he felt unsure about? Was there some sort of tension continuing to burn between them? If so…hadn't they already forgiven one another? Would she be a fool to bring it up once again; after all, they were closer to each other now than they had ever been in contact before.

Rinoa, feeling her insides ripping to shreds from the wrath of tainted love, leaned forward into his embrace and placed her hands gently on his cheeks. Her lips barely formed into a smile as she asked, "Am I really that difficult to understand, Squall? Do you actually think that I don't love you anymore?"

Of course, he was surprised. He hadn't realized she would understand the hurt behind his comment so suddenly. Sure, even Rinoa could admit that what he said was truly romantic, but then she knew that underneath his words were an entirely new meaning. She could read his words and his actions all too well. It was his hesitation and his misconception that gave him away. How could he be so sure that nothing would happen if he'd taken that trip? She understood that sending him back to the hotel was part of the plan, but that didn't mean she would follow through with it completely. Who's to say she didn't want him back home again? Rinoa yearned for him. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her, but she hadn't come out and say it because there were others around. If he had known that earlier, then…Then all of this could've been avoided.

"Squall, please answer me, I know that's what you meant."

Why had he taken forever to answer? Was it wrong to have feelings for him now?

His eyes had begun to burn through hers, his thumb pushing beside her mouth and onto her jaw line as he revealed his shameful thought, "I need to know…if it weren't for Rori, would you still want to be with me?"

She stared at him, hurt mostly, but she tunneled beyond his questioning. Rinoa began to answer his question with one of her own. "…How can you be so naïve? Weren't you the one who said we shouldn't make ifs about the past?"

"Well, it was an honest one," He started, "…everything's fine when Rori's around, but what about the two of us?" Although angry, his voice hadn't projected such as he pressed forward, "Before anything about Rori ever came up, you were ready to smite me from the face of the earth. I understand that you were protecting her, but I can't get rid of that feeling that you never wanted me to try. And I know you apologized about that a long time ago; it is seriously, the only thing that keeps coming back to haunt me. I'm constantly thinking that maybe you really didn't want this to work out…maybe the only reason you want to see me is so Rori can have her biological father in her life. That's why I feel like you're…" He gazed away from her, searching around for his words, "…you're so hesitant each time I touch you—I don't like it. I don't want to feel like I'm crossing the line, Rinoa. I don't want to be here if I can't be with you."

Rinoa urged his forehead down to rest against hers, causing her eyes to connect with his.

She was falling in love with Squall Leonhart all over again; she loved how innocent he became when questioning what was happening to and around them. It may have been foolish, she could agree, but then Rinoa wouldn't have it any other way.

However…falling in love again? The young woman frowned: When did I ever stop loving him? At first she tried her hardest to push and hide away those feelings for him, but the more he centered himself near her, the more those feelings were spurred back into action. There wasn't a day that went by that she hadn't wondered about him, about his health, about his family, or about anything that would ever concern him on any level. She full heartily admitted to needing him in her life again, and not because he was supposed to be, but because she wanted him there. Of course she had been angry with him, but she could never stop that uncontrollable urge to love him.

Her hands left his face as her arms roamed about his neck, squeezing him tightly as she muttered, "You're right, Squall…I was scared. I was afraid of falling for you only to have you leave me again." Closing her eyes, she wasn't aware that they had released a torrent of tears down her cheeks. "It was like we were repeating those days up until you left and I gotpregnant…It all happened so fast." She merely cried out, "We really weren't happy…"

As she had admitted her deepest sorrow, Squall realized it hit closer to home with him. He had enveloped her into his arms again, squeezing her as he mouthed, "I'm sorry…" He pressed her face onto his shoulder with a concerned hand, and began to rock from side to side slowly, "I'm not leaving… I won't leave again."

"I know…" She said, trying to cease her own weeping. "…I don't understand how long it will be until I'm completely over it!" She retorted, finding a means to laugh in the midst of her weeping. He was surprised to hear her laughter, glad to see she was learning to let go of the bitterly dead feelings of their past. He couldn't help but to join in on her soft chuckling.

As they were standing there, holding on to one another for what felt like an eternity, Squall realized he had to claim their moment in time. He had to capture it before anything else would hinder or come between them. In that instant, he moved his head so that his mouth hovered just above her earlobe and he whispered into her ear words that would send chills up and down her spine, "I want you to trust me, Rinoa…" And he continued, his voice carrying hints of need "…I want you to let me love you again." She felt her fingers and everything inside of her tingling all at once. She was frozen in shock. And with that, he pushed his face against hers, easing it along so his eyes could meet her coffee tinted orbs. He smiled at her, watching as she began to copy that smile slowly, wishfully. When he realized that he had received the permission that was needed to continue, Squall leaned down to her mouth, and Rinoa rose up to his, their lips had met for a kiss at long last. They planted soft and firm kisses at first, and eventually his mouth had engulfed hers completely. She had slipped her hands into his hair, and returned his love by giving him more.

Within the moments as it became heated, Rinoa placed her hands onto his chest, reluctantly pushing him away. Squall ignored her attempts to end their long needed intimacy, and traced kisses on her cheek that had gradually fallen onto her soft lips again.

"Squall…" She said, "…We can't…"

"…Why not?" He had asked, pulling her closer.

"…Have you forgotten? Rori and Quistis could be watching!"

"Oh!" He grimaced, backing away from her immediately. He had obviously forgotten about the young woman and their daughter who were back in the car, probably looking at them through the mirrors and windows. Frightfully, they examined the car and saw two shadowed figures that were involved in a rhythm flowing left to right. Listening closely, they found that the bass of music could be heard in the background. After sighing in relief, they laughed pathetically and faced one other once more.

She smiled childishly while backing away from his embrace. "…I'll…we'll…" She groaned aloud, annoyed by her lack of wording, "Well…you know where we'll be."

"Yeah." He said, watching her take a few steps back and away from him.

"…Okay." Finally, she controlled herself, "…I better tell Quistis that I'm ready."

He laughed, "Right, but I wonder if they are?" He inquired, titling his head toward the car where Quistis and Rori were enjoying the music.

She smiled, "If they aren't, I'll make sure that the ride home will be pret-ty uncomfortable. They love music now."

Squall had laughed again, stepping back once more, shaking his head at Rinoa's silliness. He loved the sound of her voice, especially her laughter. Of course, there were other things he loved about her, her voice for one, but her spirit another. He loved everything about her, the good and the bad. How did I follow through and leave…? Was I so blind? He had asked himself, staring at her before he could work up the nerve to walk to the bus stop.

"…What is it, Squall?" She asked, folding her arms again, this time with a sense of warmness.

"…Oh, nothing." He pushed his hands into his front pockets again, much like an adolescent, and cleared his throat. "I'm just waiting for you to get into the car."

"Sorry, am I holding you up?" She asked, raising her hands defensively.

"Not at all. For all I care, we can stand here all day."

"And have me sit in this parking lot another day? I seriously doubt that'll happen." She chuckled, pressing her hand against her mouth. Rinoa turned away from him and headed for the car. "No…I don't doubt it entirely." She began again, facing him once more, "Maybe if we were the only two people here…"

If they were the only people there, if there were no other circumstances, sure they could spend forever together. "…Maybe." He said, sighing in relief with the raising and releasing of his shoulders. He watched her open the door to the passenger side of Quistis' sedan, taking a step inside, "Rinoa!" Squall called out to her unexpectedly, surprising even himself.

She stopped, holding onto the top of the door and placed a hand on the car top, "Yeah?" She asked, awaiting his request. Quistis had lowered the volume to some heavy urban band music in the background of Rinoa's voice.

He was frozen, he had wanted to ask her one more question before she and others had left down the road, but for some reason, he felt that it wasn't worth it. He could wait another day to ask, he supposed. Instead, he recovered with a simple, "…I'll see you later."

Rinoa smiled, slowly nodding her head to urge the words from her mouth also, "Yeah, we'll see you at home." She said, practically jumping inside the vehicle and closing the door.

At home… Squall repeated to himself mentally.

"Bye Squall!" Rori yelled from her now opened window, waving to him maniacally. She was then instructed to buckle up, and face forward by Quistis, but he saw her ignoring Quistis' orders and continuing to wave. He sniggered, waving again to his lovely daughter. "Rori, be a good girl!" He insisted, although his laugh gave away his lack of seriousness.

"Bye!" Rori and Rinoa yelled before they were on their way out of the parking lot with Quistis.

"…Bye." He muttered underneath his breath, watching them pull away.

- - - - - - -

"Somebody needs to fix that pothole in the street! My car was completely normal before I came to this stupid town!"

"Now, it's one thing to talk about the busted up street, but when you start talking about my home like it don't mean nothing…" Zell said, slapping a rag over his shoulder, hoping that his rowdy customer would catch the end of his bluff.

"I'm sorry, alright? Could you just have my car fixed quickly and possibly better than it was before I ever set a tire into this place?"

"Buddy, you've come to the right shop, you know? Now, would you mind taking a stroll and leaving this lovely car in my care?" He said, feeling his patience beginning to wear thin.

"…No way. I'm not taking a step out of this door."

"Mr. Almasy, I am a professional. If you can't take my word on it then I'm going to have to ask you to take your car somewhere else—"

"What are you talking about! This is the only auto shop in town!"

"Then I suggest you have a little faith in me."

Seifer groaned, "If I find anything wrong with my car: unusual leaking, lopsided tires, bad transmission, you're paying for it!"

"Yeah, yeah." Geez, what's been beating up this guy's bush? The blond thought to himself, gathering up his tools and heading toward the sports car. His morning had been perfect before this; he had gotten up, cooked breakfast for a change, had coffee and read the paper. He relaxed a little while, sang a song, and made his way to the shop; all before the lunatic, who was now calmly sitting there also, had come crashing inside with a busted car. He loved his business, he really did, but this man was making it hell for him. From a great and rare morning, to a difficult and horrid evening, it figures... My life sucks…

Before beginning, Zell took a good look at the car's front, its engine, and the tires, just to see where he'd like to begin; all the while, Seifer had sat in the corner near the entrance, watching the strange owner examining his car. What is he doing? I wished he'd hurry up and fix it so I can get out of this place. …I used to like coming to Balamb; stopping in and staying at the hotel, but now it's all ruined. Suddenly that incredible ocean just looks like a sea of vomit. It smells horrible too! What I'd give to be back in Deling City… Away from this water, and surrounded by those streetlights, man—what I'd give.

Seifer passed through the time by drenching himself in thoughts: …I'd curse the day I met her if I could…but I can't bring myself to hate Rinoa. I'm not even sure how I feel about her…or if I ever want to see her again. It's that damn kid that's gotten me thinking about them all the time. If I ever saw them again…I don't know what I'd do. Rori's a good kid. It just kills me that she has that jerk for a father. That bastard cares more for himself than any of them combined; what the hell does she see in him?

Should I trust Rinoa, and keep out? Go back to Deling City…and never return to this place? I don't know what to do. I want to stay and be sure that he hasn't done anything to hurt her. I'd never forgive myself if he ever does anything to hurt them.

Suddenly, Seifer was brought from his thoughts as another set of footsteps sounded onto the floors of the shop. Bringing his eyes from the floor and feasting them on the person who had entered, Seifer had frozen solidly in his chair.

"…This car..." The man said in an almost quiet tone, causing Zell to look up from his work suddenly.

"Squall! You're back!" Zell had yelled, oblivious to the extensive hatred that bore between the two men present within his shop. "I'm afraid you came back at the right time. Give me a hand with this car, will ya?"

Squall hadn't responded, he simply searched about the room for the car's demented owner. When sensing a presence behind him, Squall had turned around, locking contact with the eyes of Seifer, who had stood from his seat the moment he was able to get his fright in check.

With the shop already in a tensed atmosphere, Zell rose from the ground and dusted his pants off as he walked toward the two men. "…Am I missing something? …You two know each other?"

The two men hadn't answered Zell; instead, they focused intently on another. Finally Squall answered Zell, although never looking back at him at first, "…Nope, I've never seen him before in my life, Zell." He had then faced the confused blond with a bizarre yet stern demeanor, as he spat, "…What did you say about the car, again?"

"Oh, yeah…it's gonna need a lot of work." Zell answered unsurely, facing the car completely and scratching the back of his head with the wrench he had held his hand when working on the car's under model. "How do you feel about that? Can you handle it now?"

Squall sighed lightly, heading to the back of the shop where his uniform hung. How do I feel? After grabbing it from the hanger, he responded, his face slightly gazing toward Seifer, "Sure. ...Like I can take on anything."

Author's Unrelenting Realm of Thoughts: -Is currently hiding from the Turks- (don't ask, don't tell)
What can I say? If it was dramatic, good, if it was romantic (I doubt it, I suck at romances!) good, if it was down right tacky, blame me…I believe I'm the one responsible for this, right? Honestly, I don't know what to say…my mind's bending and twisting, because I'm diving into the next chapter tonight, but I won't update the story until it's through--- I had been working on this one for awhile, but I just decided to turn it over to you all. I hope it you enjoyed it.

Meanwhile: Replies! In the order you review, is the order I reply!

Ayato: 1st again! Thank you, so very much! Yes, I'm glad you agree. I try not to make typos, but they happen, so I've finally decided to not take my fics way too seriously, and began to have fun with them again. I'm glad I took that break away from writing, it sure was worth it. I'm glad you loved Ch. 13, it was so fun to write. It's like I can see it all unfold before me…that is, when I'm in my writing state. Anyway, enough about me: Yeah, Squall was heartbroken when Rinoa had somewhat left him out, and Quistis, lol…she just loves her job! I'd say more, but then I'll probably end up spilling secrets of the next chapter! Thanks again, Ayato, and I hope your stories and their updates are going well!

SavannahX: Way! I did update fast. I don't think anyone was prepared for that one, lol. Oh, don't forget that Kadowaki was a sweet woman in the game. She encouraged Squall to strike back against Galbadia where it would hurt the most---wait a minute, what am I saying? She is ruthless! LoL! I hope you liked this chapter, it was a little tricky for me to write it out! –sighs- Thank you so much!

LuisSquall: Thanks, Luis! hehehe, I don't know what to say about Rori, but that Rori is Rori, and everyone adores her! Now, Seifer's back in the story, so I guess I can say trouble's a-brewing. Thanks again!

rinnyheartillyizawesome: Hey, Are you still with me, I wonder? Thanks for the review, and keep reading! The story gets better from there on, I guess, lol.

Blue: I have indeed kept writing, and I insist on continuing! I wish I knew what Rave: grove adventure was, though, it has me curious about the kid that Rori resembles. Don't be lazy, find that picture, I want to see, I want to see! Lol Thanks for leaving a review, as always! Seeya next time!

Jahliyah: Hey! Lol, I guess Kadowaki came off pretty scary…I've damaged her character? Lol…I'm sorry! Yeah, I know, I shouldn't be discouraged by reviews, but I guess sometimes it happens. It's worst because I'm constantly around computers and I always stop by to check my email. Busting my brains for a frickin' review, it's not worth it. Lol. I've rediscovered the joy of writing. So now, I feel as though the finale will glide gracefully from my mind and onto the document, lol. Can't promise anything, though! And thank you for the constant support! I'm privileged to even have someone to check up on me now and then. So thanks again! –feels all mushy- aww! I will continue with the steam! I'm so encouraged! lol

Xeifer001: Thank you! I do what I can with all that I have. Sadly, I think this will be it. Honestly, I don't really have the time to keep up with writing a story, let alone, maintaining the focus to complete the ones that are incomplete, so I figured Eternal Breath will be my close out. I started out with weird plots (or strangely "unreal" plots, as you said, lol) and I figured, why not end it on that note? Thank you so much though, what you said, it makes me feel like I don't want to stop writing Fanfictions…I'm touched!

Amy1993882002: Long time no See, I didn't think you'd ever come back! Lol. It's good to see that you haven't given up writing your own fics. It takes time and practice, don't worry, as long as you become familiar with your own feelings, you can successfully carry out the course of events and animate the way your characters react and respond naturally. Writing takes practice, and we are all practicing when writing! Shoot for it! Thanks so much for the reviews! They really encourage me to push on.

Well guys, I sure talk a lot, don't I? I'm about all talked out, so I'm going to get an early start on the next chapter. I said this before, but I liked it so much that I thought I'd use it again. "…so as you read this, I'm probably massacring the buttons on my keyboard…" lol

Let me know if you hated it, loved it, dug it, or simply adored it, and leave some X's and O's, lol, I'm just kidding!

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