Chapter IV – Unlock the Gates of Hell

The late November sun was high in the sky and belied the cold air circulating around the remains of Konoha.

Sakura lay once again in Kakashi's bed and stared out the window. The building which housed Kakashi's apartment had been one of the very few that have lived through Pein's attack. The house of her parents was totally obliterated like every other building in the neighborhood, including the Yamanaka's Flower Shop. Luckily, it had been empty. Some others had not been so happy, buried alive under the walls of their own homes.

The shock of Tsunade's death has lessened over the night, the denial had vanished, and the iron hand of grief gripped her heart. She would never see her beloved mother again. It was a fact she'll probably never learn to live with. How she wanted to forget everything and simply live this dream that everything was alright and that waking in Kakashi's bed was a luxury she could indulge in every day.

But the reality was as stark as the sunlight streaming through the windows.

What is going to happen now? With Konoha, with their lives? Can they stand back up, dust themselves off, and continue as if nothing happened? Or is this the end of the strongest of the Five Great Nations?

She didn't have an answer for that. Maybe, she didn't want to have an answer for that. With Tsunade's death she'd lost a part of herself, something she wasn't sure will ever be coming back.

With a sigh, she turned her head away from the window. The sunlight was hurting her tear-swollen eyes and she was seeing bright spots everywhere she looked. It was better than the destruction all around her. Every collapsed building, every upturned stone, every crack in the walls, was a crack in her heart. Her beloved Konoha, will it be there tomorrow, or will it crumble under the pressure?

The door sliding open interrupted her dark thoughts and she lifted her head to look at Kakashi, dirty and battered, but alive, come into the room with a slight smile. She didn't smile back, she couldn't.

"I wasn't sure if you were awake," he murmured as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

Not finding the energy to actually answer him, she simply shrugged. It conveyed her message. She wasn't sure if she wanted to ever wake up again.

He raked a hand through his messy hair and looked at her with a dark, pained eye, unsure what to tell her, or how to reassure her. That look went to her heart, but she squished the tiny voice telling her that this was Kakashi and that Kakashi made everything alright. That was the voice of her twelve-year-old self. Now she was grown up, now she knew that not even Kakashi was almighty. Not even he can make everything work out. That knowledge hurt almost as much as Tsunade's loss. It meant she'd finally been stripped of the rest of her innocence.

How daunting.

"Sakura," he started softly, unaware of her inner conflict. "I know how you feel, believe me, I do. I know how much it hurts. But you have to let go. Killing yourself over it won't bring Tsunade-sama back. She wouldn't want you to be like this, she'd want you to be strong and have faith."

She lifted her eyes to his and smiled bitterly. This time she forced the words out of her throat. "Maybe," she whispered. "But she wouldn't have any right telling me that seeing as she never let go of Dan or her little brother. She killed herself over it until the very last second. What's stopping me from doing the same?"

Kakashi didn't lose the beat and immediately answered, "The same that eventually stopped her. The other people in her life who loved and needed her, Jiraiya-sama, Shizune, and then you and Naruto. And Konoha when it needed her the most. The people in your life can't let you lose yourself Sakura. Think about Naruto and how much you love him and vice versa, about Sai and Tenzou, Shizune, your friend Ino, and all your other friends, Sasuke who's waiting for his teammates to bring him back home. And I'm there too, I won't let you just slip away."

His words and the look in his eye warmed her to the core and her heart beat faster. He said he needed her. He needed her. He needed her. He needed her!

Well, he didn't say it in so many words, but it translated into that meaning.

Oh, how she wanted to tell him that she needed him as well, so so much that it hurt to even think about it. But she couldn't. It wasn't the right time or the right place. Someday, she would tell him, when the time was right, when they didn't have a nearly destroyed village and injured companions and dead leaders to worry about. She would tell him when peace returned to Konoha once more.

She didn't know just then, that it might take years, because the real problems have just started outside the sunlit window of Kakashi's small apartment.


Three days later, the first day of December, the funeral was held for all those who fell during the attack. Every survivor, civilian and shinobi alike was present to say goodbye to the heroes who gave their lives for Konoha.

Clad all in black, under the cold December sun six shinobi carried their Hokage to her final resting place. On the sides to the first two carriers, Kakashi and Naruto, stood Tsunade's two daughters, their heads bowed, but holding tears at bay. Shizune, because she knew that if she started crying she would break down completely and Sakura because she knew that the eyes of the village were on her, Tsunade's protégé and the one person who resembled their beloved Hokage the most. Kakashi had told her of talks to make her the Rukodaime Hokage to give the battered village a sense of security.

It was a false sense of security at best, she knew. She wasn't Tsunade and even if it were possible for her to be exactly like her master, she knew that she wouldn't be the leader those people needed at the moment. She wasn't strong enough. She would break under the pressure.

It fell on her to eulogize her mother.

She managed two and a half sentences before choking on the words she'd written down carefully the night before and falling to her knees in front of the casket. Kakashi was instantly by her side, enveloping her in his strong arms and helping her stand even as Shizune took the paper from her hands and read the rest in a choked and broken voice. It was more than Sakura could muster.

The last sentence she found the strength to say herself, "From this day onward care for me as you did in life, look over the people you loved and the village you protected with your dying breath and I promise to honor you until I join you. I love you, mentor, Hokage, mother; from the day we met to the day I take my last breath in this world."

No eye stayed dry and the sky opened up to weep icy tears with the people below.


Pacing the length of Kakashi's living room and cursing the fates for missing the jonin exams three months ago, Sakura grit her teeth and could only hope that the Jonin Council would choose the right person for the next Hokage. If they chose her, she would have to beat them back to their senses. She was NOT Tsunade for god's sake! It wasn't her place to take, or something she wanted and Kakashi would do well to inform the rest of the Council of it.

Calming herself with a few deep breaths, she started to rationalize with her fuming inner self. Kakashi was far from stupid and even if he knew she was bluffing when she threatened to turn his insides on the outside if he did something stupid, he would still realize that the position of Hokage did not belong to someone so young, so impulsive, and temperamental like herself. Konoha needed a levelheaded leader right now, and her own head was far from leveled at the moment. Or ever, really, considering that she even had an inner self to rationalize with. Kakashi knows that, and even if he did not, Shikaku sure did, the Jonin Hancho would be thinking of the welfare of Konoha and not the wishes of those wanting to see Tsunade back on the Hokage mantle.

A loud bang interrupted her mid-stride and she briskly walked out to the hallway and stared at a hunched over Kakashi as he repeatedly banged his fist against the wall.

How peculiar.

"Kakashi?" she started hesitantly, not knowing what was with him, or how to react to such odd behavior. "Is everything okay?"

He lifted his head where he'd leaned it on his fist and met her curios and slightly worried greens. He really had no idea how he was going to tell her this.

"No, I can't say that everything's alright, because right now nothing is alright and things are only going to get worse."

"What?" she breathed out, now getting a bit scared. "What happened at the Council meeting?"

His lips twisted in an ironic smirk beneath his mask as he wondered what he'd done wrong to be damned to watch her heart break once again. She'll break like this, he thought bitterly before sighing and straightening, taking a step forward and grasping her shoulders. How he hated Akatsuki and Pein.

"There had been no meeting," he ground out. "Just as we assembled, Nara Shikaku stood up and took word. The Daimyo came yesterday, right after the funeral; he'd been informed of our situation and hastened to help us," he spat out the word as if it burned him. "He chose the new Hokage; we didn't get a chance to vote."

Her eyes widened, then narrowed as stood straighter and gripped his arms. "Why weren't Shizune and I informed? We've been leading the office since Tsunade-shishou…" she trailed off and he started speaking again.

"Because we've been linked! Nobody outside the Elder Council knew of the Daimyo's arrival. They invited him to help us choose a new Hokage! Only we never got to choose!"

She took a step away from him, putting a hand to her forehead and walking back to the living room, he followed behind her, muttering something under his breath.

Taking a seat on the couch, Sakura started processing the new information. Not that she was that surprised. She'd almost expected something like that when Homura and Koharu had come to her before the funeral, asking her to hand them the list of the candidates for the Hokage position. She'd refused, telling them straight out that Kakashi was going to be Hokage, by the voting of the Jonin Council. She should have known that the old assholes would pull something like that!

"And who is our Hokage?" she asked with deceptive calm, praying to whatever god she could think of not to let it be worse than it already was.

And one word, one name she hated almost as much as she hated Akatsuki, sent that prayer to hell in a hand basket.

"Danzou."

"Danzou?" she shrieked, jumping up from her seat with wide, shock-filled eyes.

Kakashi nodded solemnly, having given almost the same reaction an hour ago when Shikaku had broken the news to them. Danzou. The worst possible choice for the Hokage. The Daimyo had been as linked as the Konoha shinobi. The old man couldn't have known that no sane ninja would have wanted Danzou as their new Hokage. Not when all knew how the Third had done away with the betrayer. And Danzou was nothing else but a betrayer.

"Why would the Daimyo name Danzou as Hokage?" Sakura screamed in outraged shock and Kakashi run a frustrated hand down his face.

"Because the old bastard had presented himself as the best choice. As the only choice! The aid who'd been present at the meeting told us everything. The Elders have essentially told the Daimyo that there were no shinobi on active duty who could become our leader. They'd told him that a few of the choices of the Jonin Council were so inadequate that they had to ask for his counsel."

"What did they say?" she whispered when he didn't elaborate.

He took a deep breath and continued. He hoped that she would be more angry than heartbroken; he could deal with her rage.

"They told him that Naruto was too young, too wild and the Kyuubi jinchuriki; that you weren't stable enough, whatever that means; that I wasn't serious or qualified enough for the position and bunch of other bullshit. Of course, Danzou sang himself a praise so revolting that I want to throw up only thinking about it! They basically told the Daimyo that Konoha had no shinobi that was better or smarter than Danzou, and he believed them!"

Sakura jumped up with a mighty scream and promptly smashed his coffee table in pieces with her hand. "That fucking, deceiving, old motherfucker! I'm going to smash his face in, tear his limb from limb, and show that stuck up Daimyo his fucking Hokage! We do not need him to choose our leader! Everyone is better than Danzou! Gods, even Gai-sensei is better than Danzou!"

Kakashi was torn between amusement at her screaming fit and relief that she was enraged rather than grieving. He himself was having a hard time deciding whether to destroy something. However, when she started towards the door he snapped out of it. "Where are you going?"

She turned and glared at him. A perfected Uchiha Sasuke death-glare. Great. He knew she'd spent too much time around the last Uchiha as a kid; he'd rubbed off on her more than Kakashi was willing to accept.

"To kill Danzou, where else?" she retorted as if it she was going out for a stroll. "So many people have died in the attack. What's a traitorous, pompous, good-for-noting jackass more? I'd rather see him dead and myself in jail that to be free with him as Hokage. "

"That's a given," Kakashi sighed and sat down. "But you can't kill him. We both know that. Not to mention that Konoha needs you now more than ever, you'll never get through all his Root agents alone. The bastard knew what he was doing. If he thought that anyone could just come up and kill him, he wouldn't have done what he did. It would have been suicide."

"Fucking God almighty! I always knew there was a deeper reason why I never could stand even looking at him. What a creepy bastard!"


"When I said, I didn't regret not taking the jonin exams three months ago, I never even imagined that I might not ever get another chance," mumbled Sakura absentmindedly as she sat between Ino and Naruto in the spacious backroom of the Akimichi's restaurant with half a dozen Konoha shinobi around them.

Things had gotten out of hand pretty fast when Danzou had introduced himself as the Rukodaime. Even some civilians have joined the shinobi protests. The old fool had turned a blind eye and deaf ear on the shouts of disgruntled ninja demanding a Rukodaime of their own choosing in the place of the unwanted imposter. He wasn't a leader, he was a dictator, Shizune had whispered to Sakura when Root agents had swarmed the destroyed market place to quell the protests.

Apparently most jonin, half the chuunin, some genin and even ANBU saw it the same way and had turned to the people closest to their deceased Hokage, her two apprentices. Sakura had taken everything into her own hands and organized this meeting, inviting about a tenth of shinobi who were ready to storm the newly reconstructed Hokage Tower and kill the self-imposed 'Head of the village' as the warmonger called himself.

Disgusting.

By her right, Ino nodded solemnly before taking a deep breath. "I probably wouldn't have passed anyway, but still, as a chuunin we have no rights whatsoever. The jonin and ANBU can at least protest and simply refuse to work for that old fart, but we can't do anything."

Across from her, leaned against a three-legged table, Tenten ceased twirling the kunai around her finger and grunted. "Neji told me yesterday, after that disastrous announcement, that his uncle feared what will become of Hinata and Hanabi under Danzou's regime. Apparently, the slimy bastard has the belief that kunoichi were only good as medics or for seduction missions, he doesn't even see us as equal parts of the society. He still clings to the old 'women are inferior to men' ways."

Astonished protest filled the room, equal parts from male and female alike. Everyone in that room knew just how vital kunoichi were to society and what they were capable of. A kunoichi like Sakura would, of course, always ace through a seduction mission, Ino too, but the pinkette was made for the battlefield with her strength and intelligence and was the perfect field medic. The blonde was an adequate medic, but as the apprentice of Morino Ibiki, she belonged into the interrogation squad. Tenten's talents would be wasted anywhere that wasn't an open fight and everyone knew it. The only question was how to prevent Danzou from setting their society up side down and possibly destroying the village beyond repair.

"This is beyond ridiculous!" complained Raidou from his seat by Shizune. "Which Konoha shinobi in their right mind would want Danzou to lead us?"

Murmurs of approval filled the room as Naruto lifted his hanging head and sighed, raking a hand through his blond mess of hair. "Root and the Elders, that's who."

"I said 'in their right mind', Naruto. I think all of us can agree that none of those guys are mentally stable," retorted Raidou and a few laughs around the room. Sakura didn't laugh, nor Kakashi who was standing behind her the whole time.

Naruto shot the scarred ninja a half-hearted glare and chuckled weakly. "Yeah, and Sai-teme over there is a prime example of that fact."

All the shinobi in the room turned to the dark-haired artist standing by Aburame Shino in a corner. Sai merely smirked at Naruto's insult. "Wow, dickless, you actually sounded intelligent. Should we fear the apocalypse anytime soon?"

The blond troublemaker shot up from his seat and was about to shout at his teammate as Sakura grabbed his arm and yanked down at the same time as Kakashi pressed his shoulders from behind. He sat down abruptly and got an eyeful of angry kunoichi as Sakura glared at him. "This is not the time to fight, you guys! We have more important things to worry about and I don't want to have to hurt you two, understood?"

Both boys nodded quickly and visibly shrunk further away from the pinkette.

Then a chuunin in the background spoke up, "Why is that Root agent even here? Do you want Danzou to know what we're planning?"

Some others seemed to be thinking the same thing and heads turned towards Team Kakashi only to see a vein pop in Sakura's forehead. The poor chuunin never head a chance to even squeak in surprise as the volatile medic pinned him to the wall, nearly a foot over the ground with one hand. He shuddered in fear as her jade orbs glittered pure unadulterated anger at him. "Listen carefully to what I'm going to say," hissed Sakura in a low voice. "Sai is my teammate and has been for a long time. I trust him with my life and the lives of my friends, and anyone who has something to say against Sai being where his team is, can tell it to my face and I'll show you just how loyal I am to my teammates. Is that clear enough?"

"C—C—Crystal," stuttered the terrified chuunin and the others quieted down as well. They feared Sakura's temper more than Danzou finding out about their plans.

"Sai is trustworthy," Kakashi spoke for the first time as he clasped the younger man's shoulder. "I can at least vouch for that."

"Well, when our rightful Hokage says that he's trustworthy and Sakura-san places so much trust in him than all we others can do is trust him as well," Nara Shikaku, the usual voice of reason at Jounin Council meetings spoke up and the entire room agreed with him. They wouldn't dare to contradict Kakashi and Shikaku; respect for them outweighed even the fear of Sakura.

"Alright," piped up Sakura as she dusted her hands off her pants and moved away from the chuunin slumped on the ground. "It's nice that we cleared that misunderstanding. We still need to decide what we're gonna do about the whole Danzou debacle."

"We can't fight. That would cost us even more comrades and I personally don't wish to see Konoha fall prey to a civil war," Kakashi spoke again and Sakura pulled a pout. She'd been hoping for a chance to pound a few Root agents to oblivion.

"What're we gonna do then?" complained Naruto, equally crushed in his hopes to beat up some Root assholes.

"We plan how to overthrow Danzou's regime with as little violence and bloodshed as possible," answered Kakashi calmly having already expected that reaction in his former students.

"And how are we going to that?" asked a thoroughly confused Lee who was having some difficulty following the conversations. Battle plans and strategies he could understand, but political stuff went too far over his head to grasp. "With all due respect, Kakashi-sensei, I doubt that Danzou will simply let us hold large meetings in the village without trying to spy and then lock us away. Not even he is that stupid."

"You're right of course, Lee," amended Shikaku having caught up to what Kakashi was thinking. "Danzou may be a lot of things, but he's not stupid. He'll find some way to arrest Kakashi and Sakura-san and to get Naruto out of his way, as they are the ones most dangerous to him. We others won't fare much better either if we're caught. Right now, we're all in danger."

"Father, are you thinking what I'm thinking that you are?" Shikamaru asked his father from where he was slouched in a chair to Naruto's other side.

"I am pretty sure that you are, Shikamaru," the elder Nara smiled at his son. No father had ever been so proud of a son like he was of his genius offspring. One day Shikamaru was going to be a great man, respected and looked up to by everyone. Shikaku only hoped that he'll live long enough to see that day come.

"What?" shouted Naruto, thoroughly confused and lost. "Explain to all non-mind-readers what you're talking about!"

It was Kakashi that answered him, "It's simple, Naruto. We're going to leave Konoha."

"We're going to what?" shouted Naruto and Sakura in union, both equally shocked by the news. The shock was doubled since it came from Kakashi. Sakura knew how much Kakashi loved the village, more so than any other of their comrades, he loved it enough to serve it faithfully for almost thirty years. But that was most probably the reason behind everything. Kakashi loved Konoha too much to let her be run down by a lunatic like Danzou. He would sooner betray it and plan the tyrant's downfall from afar than be right there and do nothing at all to stop the hated would-be leader.

"Calm down, you two," said the Copy Ninja tiredly. "You know very well that there's no way. We have to live and be free if we want our home back, and we can't fight for Konoha if we're killed or locked up. Besides, Danzou won't have much of a village to ruin if so many of us defect. And our numbers will be in hundreds. The other Kage will think twice about allying themselves with Danzou when they find out that he lost half his shinobi. Gaara will be the first to break the alliance with Konoha when Naruto defects and that is one of the things we're hoping to achieve."

"I see," Sakura murmured, deep in thought. "We'd be doing something equal to slandering Danzou's name, but twice as effective. What Kage wants an ally whose own subjects betray him in hundreds? Your name along with Naruto's will be a large catalyst for that. Everyone knows how loyal you two are to Konoha and the other Kage would have to worry about their own people protesting a union with Danzou when they find out. Even the Daimyo would be forced to rethink his decision. Not to mention that if we leave Danzou and the Elders will be ultimately left alone. The whole village will sooner or later turn their backs on them."

"Exactly, Sakura-san," agreed Shikaku and the shock added as the Copy Ninja's plan was fully revealed to everyone. It wasn't something they wanted to do, but it was a necessity.

"Right," deadpanned Sakura bluntly. "So when do we leave?"

It was meant to be a joke, but Kakashi answered with full seriousness of an experienced leader who had everything meticulously planned. "Tomorrow night."


That night nobody slept. ANBU went from door to door of those who've pledged their loyalty to Kakashi upon Danzou's announcement. One by one, the shinobi gathered in Nara residence to discuss the impending defection. By morning it was decided how many would be left behind to keep the others informed of Danzou's moves and how to manage the escape of so many people in a single night.

Dawn found Sakura and Ino in the tent housing the remaining supplies from the hospital. Without bothering to worry about leaving the village without the necessary medical supplies, they loaded three storage scrolls full and got away before the medic in charge came in for the day. The Akimichi Clan raided their many farms on the outskirts for as much food as possible while the Yamanaka loaded up on tents, weapons and bed-rolls and the Nara packed away medicine, soldier pills and storage scrolls as those were hard to get by and very expensive. The Hyuuga Clan Head came with money and as many supplies as the Clan could give away; only Neji and his two younger cousins would be able to leave with the rest. However, Hiashi promised to send as much money as he could afford in the future. The Aburame Clan would be staying as well, along with the Inuzuka, though the Aburame's insects would be used for communication and twenty giant, well-trained dogs would be accompanying the rebels on their voyage.

Aside from the Clans, Shikaku and seven other seasoned jonin including Yamanaka Inoichi and Akimichi Chouza would be staying behind. They would be the eyes and ears of the rebels in the village. Ten chuunin teams, twelve genin teams without their teachers and ten ANBU captains with their squads would be staying as well. Academy children wouldn't be leaving either, but five of the fifteen teachers would stay with them and along with five of the ANBU squads would bring the children to the rebels when those found a secure place to house their base.

When night fell the defectors once again met up in Akimichi's restaurant for final details and departure. At midnight, they slowly found their way to the gates, hunched in shadows and on the look out for any patrolling Root agents. Kakashi, Sakura, and Kurenai cast a long-range genjutsu and they slipped out of the village undetected.

On the far eastern border of Fire, the large group split. As soon as Danzou found out that they had escaped, he would send hunters after them, and it simply wasn't possible to travel long distance with such a large group of people. They split up and scattered in all directions. They would meet up again at their final destination. As soon as Team Kakashi found their way across the world to the ungoverned territory beyond the farthest mountain chain of Lightening Country, they would send word and directions to others and wait to regroup. First then they could plot Danzou's downfall.


The night air was cold and Sakura shivered, pulling her cloak tighter as a chilly breeze blew by, rustling her hair. A moment later, she heard something shift and quiet footsteps echoing in her direction. Sai sat down next to her, angling his head to rest it on her shoulder and she scooted closer to him.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" He was close enough to hear her almost inaudible whisper.

"It's too cold," he replied just as softly.

Sakura sighed and looked up, trying to pull her cloak even closer. She caught sight of Kakashi's leg, hanging from the branch above her head. He'd gone to sleep without a cloak or blanket and didn't seem bothered in the slightest as he dreamt the December night away. Sakura hated winter.

"It'll be dawn in less than an hour," Sai whispered, shifting to drape his blanket over her as well.

"Yeah," she snuggled closer to him, seeking his body warmth. "I can't wait to get moving again."

A light metallic 'clang' was heard as she draped her arm over his bent knee. The guard on her glow had collided with the kunai in her sleeve. A sliver of last moonlight caught on the polished metal of the three barrettes holding her hair in place and flashed in Kakashi's face above. He woke up.

Sai heard the change in his breath pattern but remained silent, leaving Sakura unaware as she adjusted her apron to prevent some of the sharp weapons in there to poke her legs. It was heavy and didn't provide any warmth, but she would feel naked without it. Her life could be depending on something stored in the scratchy material. Or the lives of her friends. That made it almost easy to carry around.

The moon was slowly going down, she noted as her eyes found the dark sky again. The stars would start to flicker out soon too and a dreary dawn would replace the cold emptiness of the night.

Naruto was still snoring a few feet away, sprawled on top of his sleeping bag, clutching a blanket to his chest. The cold had no effect on him, it seemed. In a few minutes, the silence would break and they would head out again, towards an uncertain tomorrow.

Kakashi shifted on his branch and Sai lifted his head from Sakura's shoulder just as a piercing yowl rung through the dark, white forest. Naruto woke with a snort and sat up, Kakashi jumped down and Sai pulled the blanket away. The dawn had broken. It was time.

They broke the camp and erased all traces of their presence before the first light flickered on the horizon, as the cold winter sun peeked over the tall, bare trees; they set out, heading towards the sunrise.

By noon, they reached their destination. The forest gave way to a dirt road on one side and a turbulent, unruly river on the other, surrounded by tall, sharp cliffs and steep meadows, covered in a thick snow blanket. Here they broke apart.

Kakashi and Sakura would travel along the river, deep into the wilderness and mountains. Sai would follow the road to the next town to gather supplies and Naruto would cross the white fields to reach Earth Country and set a false trail for anyone following.

Kakashi summoned his ninken. Sai took Pakkun and Naruto two of the bigger ones. Sakura's bird summons would accompany her and the Copy Ninja.

By the rushing river, Sakura hugged her teammates. She slipped her arms around Naruto's waist and held him for a moment while he buried his face in her hair and inhaled her scent. When they parted, she stood on tiptoes, slung her arms over Sai's shoulders, felt him bent down, and relax against her. It would be a while before they saw each other.

Kakashi patted the boys on their heads and they went their ways.

It could be months before the other two reached their destination.


A.N./ Sorry for the delay, but with the holidays and everything I never got the chance to write. We went on a trip to France to my Grandparents and came back a week ago, mom didn't let me take my laptop and this was already halfway written before Christmas and I dind't want to give it up just to publish sooner. Well I hope you liked this chapter and will leave me a review or two.

Julie