Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach as much as I wish I did. It belongs to the brilliant Tite Kubo-sama.

Pairings: Shinji Hirako/ Ichigo Kurosaki

Chapter summary: The seal is broken, a past is revealed. Ichigo had always seen ghosts, yet it was rather strange that he was only targeted by one hollow his entire life. Part of the secret is revealed.

AN: This chapter is a bit confusing. I'll explain more at the end kay :)

'thoughts'

flashback

/Zangetsu/

/hollow/

/Ichigo to Zangetgtsu or Shiro/

Un-betaed

Chapter 5: Memories of the Long Forgotten

They were all at Uraharas house. The shinigami and the humans. They were all gathered worriedly around the healing room, where Orihime was healing Chad. Urahara and Tessai had taken Ichigo to another room after Orihime had healed his wounds.

"Dman it all", Renji punched the floor in aggravation, "Just what the hell happened? We came here to stop the arrancar, yet we didn't feel them!"

"Abarai/Renji" Hitusugaya/ Rukia scolded.

"It couldn't be helped" Ikkaku muttered, "we were in the underground training facility, and they were hiding their energy. It was no mere coincidence that the others happened to be there. There's no way we could have sensed them", he gripped Hozukimaru tighter, relishing the feel of his souls companion. "It's just too bad that we couldn't fight them"

Rangiku glared at him. "How can you say that? One of your friends are hurt, and fighting is the only thing on your mind?"

Yumichika snorted, but didn't say anything. "Listen Matsumoto-" Ikkaku started

"No you listen here! I know that squad 11 is the combat unit, and that you and your captain love to fight. But leave that for the battle field. Ichigo is our friend to not only us, but to your captain as well. So get off your high horse and back to reality. We were sent here to protect the town and its inhabitants, yet not even a full day on the job and we have already failed. So-"her rant was interrupted by her captain. The others couldnt help but marvel at her connection with these humans, espcially Ichigo since in all their encounters, the two didnt seem particularly close.

"Rangiku, that is enough! Madarame is correct in the assumption that we couldn't do anything", he shifted his attention to Orihime, "Inoue-san, please tell us what happened"

Orihime had just finished healing Chad. The arrancar who had attacked had released a large amount of reitsu that poisoned Chads own spiritual core, not to mention the infection that started from the dirt getting into his various wounds and the internal bleeding. All that together had made things rather difficult to heal.

Her hair was matted with blood from a head wound she received from being thrown into a tree after they appeared, her eyes a blood shot red from crying over the deaths that happened. Her haggard appearance only added to her image. The image of a rather broken and haggered girl.

She gave a small nod. "M-me and Ta-Tatsuki went with the karate club after school to practice", if any of them showed surprise at finding out she knew karate, they didn't show it, "when a weird portal appeared" her voice started to become calm, unemotional as she went on, reliving the experience in her head. "2 arrancar appeared a large one and a short one. Later they called each other Yammy and Ulquiorra. They were after Ichigo. Chad arrived only to get hurt, then Ichigo came, but he was also defeated, and I just stood there and did nothing" she finished hysterically. "WHY AM I SO WEAK? Why can't I protect my friends? Tatsukis dead, Ichigo and Chad are hurt, and I didn't do anything" she started crying, hands covering her eyes.

Rangiku walked over to her, holding her gently as she cried murmuring words of comfort to her.

Hitsugaya was reminded painfully of Momo. The crying eyes as the girl sobbed over Captain Aizens death (which they later found out to be false). But they needed more information.

"Inoue-san we need to know"

"Aizen sent them after Ichigo" all of them looked toward Chad, whose eyes were open. "I don't know why though"

Histugaya sighed, looks like he wasn't going to get anymore out of them. "When Ichigo wakes up we'll ask him. For the meantime let's find a place for proper lodging. Yamamoto-soutaicho ha-"he was cut off my a blood burling scream

Shivers raked up their spines as they recognized the voice

"Ichigo"

The dark red glow of Kisukes reitsu darkened the room as he worked hard to break the seal with minimal damage to Ichigo. Finally, after so many years of looking the other way, his dear nephew would finally remember him.

Yoruichi, Tessai, and Shinji sat to the side of him, gazing at the young man they had come to adore. All of them whose memory had just been restored. They all remained silent, afraid that if they broke his concentration he would mess up.

Ichigo shifted a bit on the mat, eyes beginning to furrow as he frowned in distress and discomfort. Blue reitsu mingled with balck and slathered with red began to leak out of him.

With a final shove of his own red reitsu, Kisuke broke the seal. Immediately, black lines and patterns appeared on Ichigos exposed skin in elegant formations, if not a bit messy, and after glowing a bloody red, disappeared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as the seal broke, tensions dissipating as the reitsu vanished into thin air.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Everyone rushed toward the back room, some slower then others in response to Ichigo's scream. They found a worried Ururu and a peeved Jinta standing at the door, said door being guarded by Yoruichi.

Their friends screaming was slowly coming to a halt, something they were all relieved about, thought some didn't show it outwardly.

Yoruichis gold eyes flashed toward them as they made their way over to her, and she grinned widely. "Well look who showed up", there was something different about her, she wasn't the same as she was half an hour ago. Before she seemed stressed, unsure and worried, but now it looked as if someone had taken a lot of pressure off her shoulders.

"Yoruichi-san", Orihime started tensely, "why was Kurosaki-kun screaming?"

The door slid open after she finished her question, revealing Urahara walking out. And just like Yoruichi, he looked as if a big burden had been lifted off his shoulders. The others got a glance inside the room, before the door shut. Inside was the new transfer student, Hirako and a kneeling Tessai beside a covered Ichigo.

"Kisuke?" the question was obvious to the blonde, regardless of the confusion the others showed.

"He's fine"Urahara said with a relieved grin to his long time friend. "His mind just went into a bit of a shock from all the memories that came flowing through with the seal removed. He's stable now"

The others duly noted that the blonde exile was without his hat. Said hat was in his hand, along with his paper fan.

"Now" he said, turning his attention back to the others, "what are you guys doing here? You should know that I would never intentionally hurt my student and the last I checked 2 of you should be resting" he looked pointedly at the only humans in the group.

"We were just worried about Kurosaki-kun when he stated screaming" Orihime said, wringing her hands in an unconscious nervous gesture.

The shop keepers gaze just seemed to freeze them, their bodies unable to move from the piercing gaze he gave them.

'This man' Ikkaku decided, 'is creepy'

"Ichigo-chan is quite alright. His body just jerked a bit when we were healing him. His human body just isn't used to the bankai stage that his soul underwent, especially since he is in the human world", plopping his hat on his head, he used his fan to wave in the direction they came from, "now that you know Ichigo-chans alright". Really, these naive little fools, as if he would intentionall harm Ichigo. 'Thats right, they dont know'

"What's with that nickname?" Rukia demanded from beside Renji, "and why is Hirako Shinji in there with him?" she gestured to the door with her hands to the two exiles.

Kisukes eyes got a steely glint in them, "not that I see why it's any of your business" he drawled, "but Shinji is an old friend of not only myself, but to Yoruichi as well, not to mention the fact that he's known Ichigo-chan since he was a child. As for the nickname" he paused for a grander effect, but that cold look directied at the petite shinigami never left his eyes, "I'm his godfather, so I have the right to call my cute little godson adorable names"

The shock in the others faces nearly set him off into gales of laughter, but he held it in. "Ichigo's your godson" Renji muttered. Hitsugaya just kept glancing between the door where his friend lay behind and the shop keeper. A flash lit his otherwise calm teal eyes, and Kisuke hid a smirk,. That figured.

"Then how could you put him in danger!" Rukia exploded. The others looked at her, but she continued, "Back when I first met Ichigo and he fought against the menos grande, I did some research and found that a shinigami with out a skikai is not supposed to fight against one. It was research that you did when you were in the R&D squad. So why did you put him in danger?" She had been stewing over this for a while, believing that the only reason Urahara had done that was because he really didn't care at all for Ichigo in the beginning. But this, this shattered that notion and she wanted answers. For some reason, all her concieved notions amoung other things were starting to take a toll on her, as philosophies that should be solid as stone were crumbling down.

"Kuchiki-san" the blonde's voice had gone cold, "I know Ichigos limits a lot better then you, and a mere menos is in no way s threat to him. If things had turned for the worse, I would have stepped in. Besides, I don't think youre one to talk." He smirked crueally at her surprised and fearful expression on her face. "Abarai-san" he addressed Renji, "tell me, how did Ichigo-chan first get his powers?"

Renji glaced at his suddenly nervous childhood friend. "He stole Rukias powers. After she nearly died saving him, he took it" he still had trouble believing Ichigo would do something like that. Someone gasped and he turned to his side to see Orihime covering her mouth.

"Seems someone's covering up"

"Orihime-chan" Rangiku wondered, seeing the other girl looking at them with horror. Was she having a relapse from earlier?

"That's not what Kurosaki-kun told me" she mumbled into her hand.

"I concur" Toshiro agreed.

"We know that Ichigo got his powers from you when he went to soul society" ikkaku addressed Urahara, "and its general knowledge that when he first became a soul reaper, his powers came from Rukia. But in the official report, it didn't say how he got it. So just how did he get it?"

"I'll tell you know" Urahara glanced at Rukia and began to fan himself, "first lets go to the living room. I'm sure all the noise is bothering the others" he walked past them, ignoring the indignant squalls' they released as he shoved past them.

"Rukia?" Renji questions when he saw she was lagging behind.

"Oh Renji" her voice quivered, "I have made a horrible mistake"

Yoruichi snorted, but could not find it in her to pity the girl. She really shoulld have known better then to keep her mouth shut.

Ichigo slowly woke up to the feel of the wind playing with his hair. Blinking slowly at first, he got up, rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes.

Where were the others? Were they ok? And why did he call Hat and Clogs and the crazy cat lady family?

A loud growl penetrated the air. It was a hollow and one nearby. But something was different about it. 'Never mind. I'll think about this later' he quickly got up, pushing his thoughts to the back of his mind. The nagging feeling of déjà vu never left him though, and unease crept into his thoughts.

'Just what is going on?'

Everyone besides Tessai, Shinji, Ichigo, Ururu and Jinta were in the living room, gathered around the low style wooden table in the center of the room, each sitting on a tatami mat. Everyone besides Rukia, Orihime and Chad were trying to absorb what the blonde had told them, separating it from the lies that they had been told. For some, such as those from squad 11, had no trouble believing what the blonde had said. They didn't believe that Ichigo was the kind of person that could do something like that.

Ichigo had not stolen Rukias powers. She offered it to him so that him and his family would survive the hollow attack as well as her herself. Rukia latter explained that she thought all of them knew that, that they knew what really happened, and that it was her mistake for being too overconfident In her abilities and not drawing Sode no Shirayuki. Chad quietly commented that Ichigo had been wondering about that official report, stating that many of the shinigami called him a fake because he 'stole Rukia Kuchiki's powers'.

Urahara and Yoruichi quietly watched these proceedings. The door suddenly opened, catching everyone's attention.

"Yo dumbass!" Hiyori shouted, "where's the baka-gaki?" her eyes zeroed in on the shinigami, and the KI she released spilled over into the room, all of it originating from her. The shinigami each gripped their zanpakuto, ready to attack should she make the first move. "Why are they here?" she emphasized they with a point to the group.

The shinigami bristled as she glared at them and they did the same.

"Now now Hiyori" Kisuke moved his hands in a placating matter, voice soft like he was talking to an angry animal and trying to calm it down. Figures she would spot them immediately. "Dont insult my guests. Besides, aren't you supposed to wait for them back at home?" Home of course being their little base.

She growled low in her throat, and made to get her zanpakuto. Loud footsteps sounded behind her and she was lifted by the back if her shirt. She hanged there, swaying, still clutching her sword that she had yet to draw. Clenching her eyes tight, she growled again, "Tessai". She swiftly brought her foot back to kick him, but she was dropped on the floor.

"kisuke-dono" he said formally, "Kurosaki-dono has awakened". Kisukes eyes closed in pleasure behind the shadow his hat created, grinning.

"Welcome back, Ichigo-chan"

Ichigo chased after the hollow that he heard. Trying to stop it from eating the child that was running away.

"Get back here you damn hollow!" he yelled. Using shunpo, he appeared in front of the hollow and drew Zangetsu, and brought the sword down in a wide arc, preparing for a getsuga tensho, but nothing happened.

/Zangetsu?/

Nothing. His friend and sensei wasn't answering. He cursed, but he would worry about it later. Looking up, he noticed that the hollow wasn't stopping, and still continued to charge. Freaking out he brought his sword back down again, "take this!". But it went right through the hollow. "What' his eyes widened then narrowed. He turned around, facing the hollows back, intent on trying one more time.

"Sream Benhime" a very familiar voice said.

By the time he had fully turned around, the hollow was killed, and Urahara stood infront of the kid frowning. "Now now Ichigo-chan, what have I told you about fighting hollows on your own?"

Ichigo sputtered, "you damn pervert! You've never said anything like that! And whats with the stupid nickname." It was then he realized something. The kid the hollow was chasing didn't have a soul chain. He spotted very familiar gold eyes peeking up at the exile.

'Don't tell me…'

"I'm not helpless Kisuke-jiji" the kid said. The white winter hat the kid was wearing fell off, revealing shockingly bright orange hair.

This kid Ichigo realized, was him. That strange feeling of déjà vu he had earlier came back full force. 'But how? I don't remember any of this. Is this an arrancar power or just a figment of my imagination?'

"Come now Ichigo-chan" Urahara said opening his arms, "the others are waiting"

Ichigo-chan nodded and wrapped his hands around the elder's waist. The moment he got comfortable, they shunpoed away.

"Matte!" Ichigo yelled ready to Shunpo after him. Suddenly everything started to warp and a black hole opened below him. He was too late to catch the edge and fell down screaming.

Ichigo looked at where he landed. It wasn't the same place. For one thing it wasn't snowing.

A 6 year old Ichigo skipped happily between his parents, holding their hands with a blinding smile on his face.

His mother was 4 months pregnant, with twins, his father had said. He was going to be a big brother. He couldn't wait for the babies to come.

'Mother' he said softly, felling like crying. If this was some strange dream, then he felt like crying. This was just too cruel.

His mother smiled bemusedly at him, amused but happy. His father was smiling goofily at his family, as well as everyone and everything that they passed. It truly was a picture perfect image of the happy family

"What are you going to name them?" he asked, curiosity and excitement lighting his normally high pitched voice. (Remember that hes a kid, his voice is high)

His father started talking excitedly, almost as if he had been holding back earlier. Names spewed from his father like a waterfall." Sakura, Sayu, Sachiko, Yuki, Masaki Jr., Tomoyo, Tomoka, Karin, Yorusei, Mayu, Yuzu…"he chattered off.

His mother laughed, delighted at her husband's feelings for there soon to be born twins. His father stopped talking, taking enjoyment, just like he was doing, as they heard the bell like laughter ringing out of his mothers mouth.

"Why not just pick 2" his mother suggested, a beautiful smile blooming on her face. "There is only going to be 2 of them after all", the genuine happiness in her voice was like music to the male's ears.

His father pouted, eyes going dopey eyed in a false mocking of the puppy look. "But there are so many names to choose from! I just don't know what to pick!"

His mothers smile got wider, releasing her bell like laughter again at his response, and at his actions.

"What do you suggest Ichigo-chan?"

I stopped, unsure of what to say. 2 names came to mind from what his father's name rambling had spewed. "Karin and Yuzu?"

'I remember this, but why am I reliving it? And more importantly, am I merging with this memory of myself? Is that why I feel like I'm in two places at once?'

He looked questioningly at his mother, uncertain if the names would meet her approval. After all, it was his dear father that had said it.

She smiled at his hesitance, and her eyes suddenly got a weird gleam, a gleam that sent shivers up his spine (if anyone can guess what gleam it is, I'll give you a cookie) "I think those are wonderful names dear". She patted him on the head.

He just grinned, enjoying the feeling of her hands going through his hair. Their truly was no one that he loved more than his mom.

A hand, so different from his mothers gentle caress and his father's rough rubbing, but oh so familiar came to mess with his hair, rubbing the orange but spiky soft hair.

"So what's made you guys so happy?" a kind, male, familiar voice asked.

"No way!" Ichigo looked back. There, standing there was…

I couldn't stop the grin that spread across my face as I turned around, and threw my hands around his waist, breathing in the soft smell of sandalwood and chemicals that he reeked of. He was back, he was finally back!

"I'm so glad you're back Kisuke-jisan"

Another balck hole opened below Ichigo, drawing him away from the scene.

'MOTHER!'

"Ichigo-chan"

Ichigo whirled around to find Urahara talking to the younger him.

"There's someone I want you to meet"

"Who?"

"Some friends of mine. They'll help you control your Hollows power"

8 people walked in and Ichigo looked on, not even feeling the least bit shocked. With what he had been seeing, things like this apparently happened. It was the vizards in all of their unmasked glory. They introduced themselves to Ichigo-chan, Mashiro going crazy, screaming how cute 'Berry-tan' is.

Ichigo-chan walked right up to Shinji, staring into the older blondes eyes. Shinji stare back, smirking.

Ichigo-chan tugged on his shirt, arms raised in that childish position. "Up". Shinji rolled his eyes, but indulged him and picked him up. Small hands started to pet the blonde hair, causing Shinji to close his eyes, ignoring the sniggering that his nakama were trying to hide at seeing their leader being treated the way that he was, even Hiyori was finding amusement.

He looked imploringly to Urahara, "Can I keep him?"

Shinjis eyes snapped open with a squeak, "what?"

Everyone laughed except Ichigo-chan. "I was serious"

Ichigo blinked. He was in his inner world now. He sat down on a sideway window, knee drawn to his chest with an arm resting on it, the other leg spread out in front of him. He didn't get it. All these…visions, memories, illusions, whatever the hell they were along with these strong feelings of déjà vu. Just what was going on?

"How about Shiro?"

The voice that he had some to associate with his younger half said. Their, to the side, was Ichigo-chan and Shiro (younger version).

The much younger looking Shiro was looking at Ichigo-chan with annoyance. Zangetsu stood beside them, as calm as ever. Strapped to both of the 'kids' was a miniature sword Zangetsu.

"That's completely un-imaginative" Shiro annoyed, bonked Ichigo-chan on the head.

While Ichigo-chan rubbed the new bump, Shiro was nursing his own that he received from Zangetsu.

"Anyway, I don't think we should fight' Ichigo-chan held out his hand, "let's be friends. Besides, we're stronger together then apart"

Shiro glanced at his hand, to his face, to the motionless Zangetsu. "Does this have anythin to do wit those premonitions of yurs" Ichigo-chan smirked mysteriously, "Will we fight anyone strong?"

Though Shiro hadn't voiced it directly, he had already decided. The whole 'we' pointed that out.

"Yeah. Plenty"

Shiro smirked happily, well, as much as he could anyway. "Count me in then prince" he slapped Ichigo-chans hand with a snap.

Ichigo-chan scowled at the title. "I'm not a prince. I'm your partner. The black to your white or the other way around" an adorably confused expression appeared on his face.

Shiro laughed at the cute picture Ichigo-chan made with his face all scrunched up. Even Zangetsu smiled.

"I believe the title prince suits you well Ichigo-chan" Zangetsu said with a teasing whisper. The 2 kids gaped at him before Shiro resumed laughing and Ichigo-chan sputtered at Zangetsu, arguing feebly that he aient no prince.

Ichigo looked at the scene with an unreadable look. In all of these scenes that he saw, the younger him was different. Different then what he currently was anyway. Perhaps this is what he was like before his mother died. He couldn't really remember what he felt or was really like back then. He didn't even bother to fight the hole that opened below him. He wondered where he was going next.

He was in a new place, but it was vaguely familiar. With the low table and the strange object just laying around, it very much resembled Uraharas living rom. He watched as Ichigo-chan stood at the door.

"Make me forget Kisuke-jisan"

Kisuke looked at his nephew in all but blood, who was staring at his shoes

"Make you forget what?"

"Everything. Seal my powers and my memories. Their dangerous"

KIsuke sighed. "I thought we went over this little one. As long as you meditate, and don't lose control, you'll be alright"

Some mumbling. "I had a dream again"

Kisuke stopped tinkering with his gadget and looked at his godson. "Oh, is that why you are scared?"

Ichigo-chan sighed this time, a sigh that showed how the weight of the world was on his shoulder. "This power of mine can destroy things. I'll regain it back at a later date, but if it remains as it is, I will want to change things, and these things that I change will destroy this world and others. I can't protect you, Yoruichi-bachan, and my family if I keep it"

Kisuke chuckled, "it is we who are supposed to protect you, not the other way around"

Crying amber eyes looked up at him. "But I don't want you to die. I'd rather forget and protect rather than remember and regret. Please seal my powers away, as well as my memories. I'll remember you, I promise"

Kisuke looked down. "I'll do it" he watched as his godson smiled. "Only on the condition that you remember. I want my favorite nephew to remember me"

He got a grin. "I'm your only nephew"

"You're still my favorite"

"Dont worry uncle, I'll begin to remember. When I do, I'll meet them and you'll break the seal"

"Meet who?"

"You'll know when the time is right"

"I hope you're right"

What does this mean? Who am i? Was that real? So all this really happened? Played across Ichigos mind. He could fool himself into believing that this was all a figment of his imagination, but that last scene would always play in his mind and cause him doubt.

"Hello" Ichigo turned around, ready to witness another scene, only to see Ichigo-chan looking right at him. "A-are you talking to me?" he stuttered. What was this? None of the other visions had talked to him.

"Who else would I be talking to silly? We're the only ones here" and indeed they were. For the first time Ichigo noticed his surroundings, the empty white coloring just floating around them.

'What?'

"Its rude to ignore someone when they're talking to you you know. For my future self, you really are unmannered"

That gave him a pause. 'Future self?'

"Wait does that mean" the look Ichigo-chan gave him told him everything.

"yup" he grinned, "I instructed jiji to seal our memories. Bad things could happen if Aizen is to find out"

Now that was informative. "So you're like an imprint of my younger self?"

A shake of the head. "Nope" Ichigo-chan held up his hand, "the seals only broken. You'll know what I know when you merge your memories with my own" he paused, "prepare yourself. This is going to hurt"

Ichigo tensed, waiting for something. Nothing happened. "Nothing happ-"he was cut off as pain rushed through his head in never ending waves.

It hurt. It hurt so bad. It felt like his brain was melting. It was on fucking fire. He couldn't help it, and tilting his head back, he let out a blood curling scream.

The sound of a towel dripping water into a pan did nothing to distract him, nor did the sound of the rotating cat clock on the wall either. All he could focus on was Ichigo, his little Berry-chan, who would finally remember him. Granted the fact that he only had his memory unsealed yesterday.

The scream the teen had let out had made his blood freeze. Never in his entire time knowing Ichigo had he screamed as he had. It just wasn't right, it just didn't fit, it just wasn't Ichigo. His Ichigo.

A finger twitched and hope began to blossom deep within his chest. Was Ichigo waking up? More twitching, this time around the eyes before completely golden eyes opened. They closed for a moment as Ichigo groaned and covered his face with his arms.

"Ichigo" Shinji whispered, resisting the urge to touch. While he trusted Kisuke with this kind of thing, there was still a possibility that he had screwed up (no matter how unlikely)

"Hmm?"

"Welcome back" he said as Tessai scrambled out of the room to find his master. What he did no longer mattered to me, not as long as Ichigo was here.

A smile tugged at Ichigo's lips, lighting his face. "It's good to be back Shin-chan'

For the moment, Aizen did not matter, nor did soul society, hollows or the arrancar. All that mattered was the person next to them.

The moment passed however, when an excited godfather opened the door. "Ichigo-chan" he grabbed the boy and held him tightly to his chest, "welcome back! Welcome Back!"

"I never left baka eor-jiji" Ichigo rebuked

"Ichi" Urahara pouted, "How could you say that to your worried uncle?"

"I just did" Ichigo still hugged him back. After all, he was back, and a hug from his favorite uncle always made things better.

End Chapter

AN: Ok, anyone confused? Probably. Ok, this is how it went. Ichigo was completely seperate at the begining from his younger self, hence the whole two POVs thing that was going on. That symbolized that the seal was still active, regardless of it breaking. Remember that the seal was already disintagrating when Ichigo fought the arrancars. As the memories went forward, Ichigo started to be more in depth with his younger half and his memories, hence why the more it moves along, the less of older Ichigo appears. The seal finally broke with the intervention of the younger Ichigo-chan, hence the scream, as Ichigo was not only assulted from memories and the seal containing them breaking, but from also regaining quite a bit of power. Oops, i think i said too much.

Anyway, I would like to thank those that reviewed, you helped keep me going as I have been having some trouble with his chapter. By the way, just to inform you, my dear readers, the next chapter is more then likely going to be an interlude, and a very important one at that. You have no idea how lost you'll be later on if ou dont read the interludes. Anyway, hopefully it'll be done in about two weeks and I'll be ablt to post it.

Well, R&R

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