Recap
Tsuna starts school in Namomori Middle School and finds out he is in the same class as his friend, Donato Cavallone, and another foreign student, Atsuka. His school life becomes much more interesting when people are attacked on the streets and Donato blames Atsuka for it, though Tsuna still doesn't know why. To prove her innocence, she promises to find those responsible. Tsuna, Atsuka, and Donato start their investigation!
Chapter 11
~EO!~
Chrome was lying on her front with her head resting on her arms as she looked down to Earth. Sometimes she would let out a quiet chuckle or an amused thought but other than that…she was bored out of her mind. She couldn't see where Tsuna's mission would lead him. It would take a while more before he could change anything in the world but she still hoped that it would be soon. There was a limit for even her, of what she can find exciting in Tsuna's daily life.
She looked dismayed when she saw Tsuna and his two friends plot to uncover the truth behind the attacks when even the police weren't able to. "I can't believe Boss managed to get himself involved in dangerous things in the same middle school."
Mukuro smirked. "Kufufufufufu…of course, I expected no less from him."
She smiled. "I'm glad that Boss will always come back to us. I don't have to worry about him...disappearing from these dangerous situations because if he dies, he comes back."
"Kufufufu. That's obvious."
"Of course Tsuna comes back to us!"
They looked up at Yamamoto who was making loops in the air and diving down to meet them.
"Someone's excited," Mukuro said.
"Who wouldn't be? Something's happening in the old mission!"
Mukuro's eyes sharpened. "Who?"
"Hayato and Ryohei, that's who!"
"You're joking," Mukuro accused and stood while bringing his wings out into the open. "They're too stubborn to die."
"Aren't you curious? You usually are!" Yamamoto said, already in the air.
"Kufufufu. I need to see this."
Chrome extended her own golden wings and sprang into the air. "To the border?" she asked, though she was already heading to where Yamamoto welcomed Tsuna back to the Elgan Order so long ago.
"What's happening in the old world?" Mukuro asked Yamamoto.
"I would have missed it if I didn't suddenly decide to drop by," Yamamoto said. "This is almost fifteen years after Tsunayoshi died. There's a group of Mafia families who created a pact together and their main operation is smuggling questionable medicine so they could use the money to fight the Vongola."
"Kufufufufu! I actually want to see how that will turn out. Will the Vongola finally fall?"
"That was your mission! Show some more care, Mukuro."
Mukuro only smirked. Yamamoto groaned. "Anyway…a group of their assassins attacked the eleventh Vongola boss while she was out with her Guardians, something that the old Guardians didn't find about until it was already happening. Only Hayato and Ryohei were close enough to help.
Again, Mukuro interrupted. "I would have just let them deal with it on their own. If they can't get through it without help, they aren't worthy of living."
Yamamoto gave Mukuro a glare.
"Joking."
"You can't tell jokes, Mukuro. We've gone over this. Your sick humour doesn't get any laughs."
"Go on, baseball freak."
"Ryohei and Hayato were split up. Ryohei got held back while Hayato went to help the Eleventh. They're in the middle of the fight right now. Either Ryohei or Hayato are going to join us soon."
The three angels landed and looked down to Earth.
It was sunny, a perfect day for the beach that they stood on. The eleventh Vongola, Tsuna's daughter in their old mission, looked so similar to Tsuna except for her hair, which was more controlled and her face, which looked more like Tsuna's wife's. She had the Vongola ring on her middle finger and another on her left ring finger.
"When did she get married?" Chrome murmured.
"A few years ago," Mukuro said.
"If anything happens, it's going to be Hayato," Yamamoto said quietly. "He'd sacrifice himself if it means the Vongola will carry on, especially if the Eleventh is on her way to creating her own family."
And they watched as the Guardians fought ferociously against the pack of deadly assassins. It looked as if the Vongola were going to win, but two of the assassins were standing side by side aiming a device at the Guardians. The bullets it shot out were coated with flames of all colours. They could see that the flames trailed back to the barrel of the large weapon.
Gokudera slung his Sistema CAI bone loops in front of the Guardians to shield them but the bullets still went through. Luckily, the Guardians were quick enough to dodge the bullets, which pierced through walls and metal alike, until it hit one of the assassins still fighting. The Vongola Guardians looked at the weapon with astonishment and fear; they hadn't encountered something that could penetrate Gokudera's shield before.
Gokudera was standing in shock, but moved out of the way when someone tried to attack him. All the Guardians went back to their own fight and Yamamoto could practically see Gokudera forming about a solution to the problem.
The assassins' numbers were falling and they fired the device at random, hoping to hit at least someone.
The Eleventh continued to fight five assassins, heedless of her broken leg. By now, she and her Guardians were standing to protect one another's blind spots. The one Guardian already severely injured was lying in the centre of their circle.
The assassins blocked their view of the weapon so that only Gokudera saw what was happening.
When the assassins controlling the device fired and spoke into their ear piece, the other assassins moved out of the way. The Eleventh saw the bullets but they were already fixated on her heart. Her fear quickly turned into steely determination and she stood her ground. She wasn't going to move if it meant that it would hit one of her family members.
Gokudera intercepted with his body and Sistema CAI. Like the Eleventh, Gokudera knew that even if he carried their boss away, the bullets would still hit one of the Guardians. If he used his bone loops to shove all of them away, some of the assassins they would definitely flatten might be able to sneak in a knife somewhere. His only option was to take the bullets himself. Those bullets, he realized, only stopped when they hit a living body.
Just before they pierced him, Gokudera released everything he had with his final resolve and destroyed the device and the assassins.
Chrome, Yamamoto, and Mukuro stiffened at the sight of Gokudera's crumpled body. Despite what they said…the sight of a dying friend is no laughing matter.
The Eleventh and her Guardians all froze for a second. After a roar of sorrow and anger, they continued to fight the rest of the assassins. While her Guardians fought, the Eleventh rushed to Gokudera's side and called for help, but it was too late. Yamamoto could already feel Gokudera pulling at the Elgan Order.
Gokudera used the last of his strength to pull the Eleventh closer and explained the mysterious device to her. He stared at the young woman and made sure that she understood everything so she could relay it to their allies. His Vongola Gear's Cambio Forma had transformed back to the Vongola Gear. Gokudera gave it to the Eleventh and told her keep it safe until a worthy owner came for it.
Then with a few last words, Gokudera died with a smile on his face, satisfied that he did more than he ever thought he would in life.
And in death, he began to ascend toward the Elgan Order.
"He's going to be upset about Tsuna being on another mission too soon and about not being there to see him off," Yamamoto remarked as they watched.
"Of course he would," Chrome said. "And I wouldn't blame him. Boss is experiencing some…problems with the transition."
A very young Gokudera, around ten or eleven, was watching them with sharp eyes. They darted from one face to the next, his face giving nothing away.
Chrome always thought that he was too mature for a child, but the thought immediately after was always a reminder that he had been with the Elgan Order longer than the rest of their group of friends—that his apparent age meant nothing in their world.
By the time he landed on his feet, his face showed signs of recognition. He eyed Mukuro and said with a smirk, "You owe me."
"Oya? What are you talking about?"
"Don't try to lie to me. I remember the deal we made!"
Mukuro scowled. "I was hoping you at least would have a mild case of amnesia." Gokudera arched an eyebrow. Mukuro sighed and nodded. "Fine. I owe you. You can collect the debt at any time."
"Tch! Did you think I'd lose? I told you that I'd survive adolescence." Gokudera looked around. "Where's the boss?"
Chrome and Yamamoto looked at each other, wondering how they should tell him.
"Kufufufufufufu…He's on Earth, performing his new mission that he started a few days after he came back thirteen Earth years ago."
Gokudera stared at them for only a second before he exploded. "What? Why is he on Earth so soon? He has to stay in the Elgan Order for a longer period of time than one day—"
"—Three days," Mukuro corrected with a glee. He had waited so long to rile someone up.
"—I don't care! Does Byakuran know what will happen to Boss!? Hold on." Gokudera's face paled. "You said it's been thirteen years. He's been on Earth for thirteen years?"
"More or less," Yamamoto said. He didn't like Gokudera's face. "What's wrong?"
Gokudera cast out his senses before asking, "Haven't you noticed anything off about the boss?"
Chrome nodded very slightly and whispered, "His memories."
Gokudera closed his eyes and internalized his panic. His friends know about it and have been keeping an eye on their boss. If something went wrong, they would have done something, with or without permission.
"Do you know anything about angels whose memories collided with their old ones?" Yamamoto asked.
Gokudera's eyes narrowed. "Old ones? You mean their memories from their time in the Elgan Order," he said for confirmation.
Mukuro shook his head. "Tsunayoshi's memories in the Elgan Order never returned to him when he died. He only retained memories of his old mission, the one you just died in."
Gokudera's frown deepened. "Let's talk somewhere else." His wings appeared and he gave them a testing twitch before launching into the air.
"I can't get used to how he does that so quickly," Yamamoto said. "He only came back two seconds ago."
Chrome expanded her own wings. "He's older," she said. "It's a given."
The four of them landed in their usual meeting spot where they went to watch Tsuna's progress on Earth. Gokudera raised an eyebrow when he saw Tsuna sneaking around with two other teenagers.
They explained to Gokudera about Tsuna's memories. About how Tsuna only remembered his old life. About how when he was reborn, it appeared as though he was reborn with a clean slate. But they were seeing signs that Tsuna's memories of his old mission were returning.
Then Chrome told him about the Fallen Angels causing a trouble in both the Elgan Order and on Earth. Byakuran's plan was to send some full-powered angels down to Earth to counter the Fallen Angels' attacks.
"I'm going," Gokudera said immediately. "If he's sending angels down to Earth to counter any attacks by the Fallen Angels, I want to help."
"You need time to gather your strength," Yamamoto said in protest. "It took me almost ten years to be even close to ready. It will take a few more to be in top condition. If Byakuran really needs us soon, you won't have the strength."
"I can try to speed it up," Gokudera said.
Chrome stepped up and placed a hand on Gokudera's shoulder. "Although you're older than me, I regain my strength faster than you," she said and showed him her wings. Gokudera felt their power and knew that it wasn't her limit. At this very moment, Chrome was still gathering strength to her.
"If your levels are only at ninety percent even after a decade, mine will only be at eighty," Gokudera admitted. Then he swore. "That bastard, Kyoya. He's the fastest of us all. If only he came back instead, he could definitely help Boss."
"If Kyoya was in your situation, he wouldn't have died," Mukuro said with an evil smile.
"Hell, no!" Gokudera said. "There's no way whatever happened wouldn't have killed him, too."
While they bickered and fought, Tsuna, on Earth, was trying to figure out whether the plan Atsuka and Donato agreed to was suicidal or smart…
~EO!~
"This doesn't sound like a good idea," Tsuna said from his position behind his friends who were trying to act inconspicuous by ordering ice cream from a vender. "Isn't it a bit too easy?"
Donate gave Tsuna his chocolate cone and said, "It sounds like it would work," Donato said. "We tried to figure out what could go wrong already—"
"Like if they find out we're spying on them and they have more people than us," Tsuna prodded.
Donato paused in licking his ice cream. "Well...that's the worst case scenario. It probably won't happen. If it does, we can run back to your house. That was the plan."
Tsuna still thought it was too easy. But then again, Donato was right. There's nothing wrong with easy plans if they work. Maybe no one will figure it out because it was so easy.
And if it didn't work? Tsuna relaxed slightly when he remembered that he would be right there beside his friends to make sure they all made out alive. He fingered the A-Class storm ring in his pocket, still unable to light it with his resolve. He tried it with a different ring every day, but nothing worked. If he could wield a box weapon, he would feel much safer and more confident—a fact that he should probably never let the Vongola Sun Guardian know, considering the boxer would be disappointed and lecture him on the importance of hand to hand combat without the use of rings and box weapons.
"Okay, it's getting late. Do we all have our phones and ear buds?" Atsuka asked.
Donato flicked his ear buds dangling over his ears and Tsuna fished his cord out of his pocket. "Should I call you both then?" Tsuna asked with his phone out and ready. After receiving nods, he started a conference call with Donato and Atsuka, then tested that it worked.
"Okay. Just give a shout if someone…I don't know, hits you. Or something." Donato shrugged. "Make sure you pass by all the locations in your area."
"Be careful," Tsuna stressed.
Donato laughed and gave him a wave before setting off to walk through the residential area. Tsuna went downtown and Atsuka went toward the shopping centre. Eventually, they would all meet up at the amusement park if nothing happened.
Tsuna heard them breathing through their microphones and was reassured again about their safety.
For now, at least.
"I feel like a secret agent," Donato whispered through his microphone and made Tsuna chuckle.
"Guys," Atsuka said, "I've walked through the entire shopping district."
"So you're heading to the business sector?" Tsuna asked. "That's five minutes to downtown."
"Eh?"
"Huh?"
The two expressed their surprise immediately and asked, "How do you know?"
"W-What?" Tsuna asked.
"I didn't show you where the business guys worked," Donato said. "I didn't think you'd know where it was. Or even remembered, really, since we have nothing to do with them."
Tsuna was so surprised at his own knowledge that he tripped over his foot. "Ite!" He got up and readjusted his ear buds. "I don't know how I knew. I just…I just knew?"
"…"
"Tsuna," Atsuka said in the silence, "it's actually ten minutes to downtown."
"Eh? Oh. I guess I was wrong," Tsuna said. "I wonder why I said five minutes."
"It's a five minute run," Donato said. "Maybe that's what you were thinking?"
Tsuna laughed. "That must be it."
"Guys, back to the main issue," Atsuka said. "I think I'm being followed. That's why I was telling you that I was leaving the shopping district."
Donato swore. "You should have said something earlier."
Tsuna pulled out his phone and opened the GPS app he installed an hour ago and found Atsuka's phone on the map. "I'm close t you but Donato's a bit far," he said nervously.
"Which is why I'm running," Donato said. "I'll be there in a few minutes."
"Me too!" Tsuna said and started running.
"One of you should stay out of it to see how many of them there are…I didn't think that one of us was going to be their target," Atsuka said and stopped.
"Atsuka?" Tsuna shouted.
Atsuka's voice came in a hushed whisper. "I just turned a corner. Three guys are following a man down another street. They're not following me."
"So you were right about someone being followed," Donato said. "What does this guy look like?"
"Um…"Atsuka said hesitantly. "He's uh…"
"Do you know him?" Tsuna asked.
"No," she said quickly. "I'm sending you guys a picture."
Tsuna stared at his phone when it beeped. He continued to run as he looked at the picture. He slowed down when he saw what Atsuka had sent them. Closest to the camera were three men dressed in ordinary t-shirts and jeans. All three were big and had their backs turned to the camera like the man they were following.
That man was the Vongola's Cloud Guardian. Tsuna was about to tell Donato and Atsuka that they didn't have to worry anymore since the Cloud Guardian could easily take down thirty men. What they should do is call an ambulance.
But he didn't say anything. How would he explain how he knew the man and what he was capable of doing? "Let's stick to the plan and follow them to see who they work for," Tsuna suggested. What am I going to say if they want to help the Cloud Guardian!?
"That sounds good," Donato said. His voice evened out as he stopped running.
"Yes, I agree."
We must be close to them if Donato and Atsuka aren't worried about not making it in time to help the stranger, Tsuna thought.
"They're heading toward the bridge," Atsuka whispered. "The water bank."
Tsuna quickly skidded to a halt and ran back to take another street without conscious thought. Even when he realized what he was doing, he ignored the questions he had for himself and followed where his feet took him.
He met up with Donato and Atsuka, who were standing on the pathway above the water bank. "What…?" Tsuna looked down and stared. The three men surrounded the Cloud Guardian and had arrogant smiles in place. One held a baseball bat and two others were pounding their fist into palms. The Cloud Guardian continued to stand, unmoving and unworried.
He spoke and the three men answered with a sneer. After another short conversation, the man with the bat swung it.
Tsuna let out a small yelp before he could help himself. Seconds before he was hit, the Cloud Guardian produced a pair of tonfa and blocked the bat. They stood frozen in that tableau for what seemed like seconds.
The Cloud Guardian's other tonfa swept up and hit one of the other men in the jaw and the man fell. With a leg, he kicked at the other. Using his free tonfa, he rammed it into the bat-wielding man's stomach. The man grunted and fell with his two comrades.
It was over before Tsuna could even blink.
The Cloud Guardian collapsed his pair of tonfa and looked directly at his audience. Tsuna, Donato, and Atsuka were frozen on the spot by his gaze and couldn't move until the Cloud Guardian started to walk away. When he was far enough that he was only a shadow in the night, they cautiously approached the three unconscious men.
"L-Let's search them now," Donato whispered and bent down to the bat-wielding man. He raised the man's sleeves and peeled away his shirt to reveal his shoulders. On the left shoulder was a tattoo of an emblem. The other two men sported the exact same emblem—one had it on his neck and the other on his upper arm.
All three of them stared at the tattoos.
Tsuna recognized the tattoo straight away. Until that moment, he had forgotten his reason for being in Japan. At the sight of the tattoo everything came back into focus.
Back in Italy, he shot a Puniamo member to protect an innocent girl. Then the Puniamo woman came after Tsuna for revenge—it was only thanks to the Vongola that Tsuna was safely hidden in Japan. But with the family gunning for his head, there was no way he could forget their emblem.
Did they follow me here? Tsuna immediately scrambled to his feet and backed away. No…no way. They can't be here for me, right? There must be some other explanation. Did I not hide properly? Did I somehow attract attention to them? I totally forgot that I was supposed to be hiding from assassins!
"Tsuna?"
Tsuna's head snapped to Atsuka who held a questioning look in her eyes. S-Shoot! They don't know that I'm involved with the mafia. "Do you think...since they have the same tattoo, they might belong to a gang or something?" he asked, to cover his silence.
Atsuka glanced at Donato who was still staring at the men. Tsuna couldn't tell what his friend was thinking since his head was bowed down and the sun was finally setting. Atsuka's eyes went back to Tsuna and she said very quietly, "It could be. Let's get out of here."
Tsuna nodded quickly, anxious to get away from those who hunted him. He waited for Atsuka and Donato to rise but they continued to crouch with the man holding the bat lying between them. "Donato, let's go."
Donato didn't respond.
"Donato." Atsuka's voice was sharper now. "We're three kids who are too weak to do anything if these men start moving and we're still here. Tsuna, help me get Donato on his feet."
Tsuna only gaped at her for a second. "C-Come on, Donato. She's right. We have to go." What's wrong with him?
When Donato suddenly moved to grab the man's baseball bat, Atsuka launched herself at Donato. The two of them crashed to the soft ground with Atsuka trying to hold Donato back. Tsuna quickly joined in just as Donato thrashed his limbs and dislodged Atsuka from his back. He stood up as Tsuna grabbed Donato from the back and wrapped his arms around his friend's chest. Atsuka clung to Donato from the front. Their legs tangled and the three of them tumbled to the ground.
"Let go of me! I'm going to beat those bastards until they can't stand. I'm going to let them rot. I'll kill them!"
"Donato, what's wrong with you?" Tsuna grunted when he got a fist in his face.
Donato suddenly stopped fighting them. Breathing hard, it took a while for Tsuna to hear that his friend was sobbing. What's going on?! He continued to hold Donato but loosened his hold so it was more of a hug. He looked at Atsuka for help, but she was sitting next to them looking at her hands.
Tsuna didn't know how long they sat there but their phones started to ring. First, it was Atsuka's. She let it ring a few times before answering.
"I'm fine…Soon…I don't know…Don't worry, I'm with…friends."
Donato flinched in Tsuna's arms when he heard those words.
"Bye."
Donato's phone began to ring but he ignored it. When it started ringing for the third time, Atsuka pulled it from his pocket and looked at the screen. She hesitated and looked at Donato. The glow of the screen showed her reluctance to answer for him but after looking at the caller ID again, she braced herself and answered.
"…Hello?" she said tentatively. "It's Azzurra Menta. Donato's fine."
Azzurra Menta, Tsuna thought. That must be the name she goes by at home. Sort of like me. Except I don't have a home.
Donato coughed and sucked in a deep breath. Then he sat up, pushing Tsuna's arms gently off him and he reached for his phone.
"Romario, I'm fine. I'll come back in about an hour." He hung up without listening to Romario's reply.
Donato stood up and sighed. "Sorry. I hit both of you."
"You're not going to do anything stupid, are you?" Tsuna asked carefully.
"No, I lost my cool back there. I shouldn't have done that."
"We understand," Atsuka said. She and Tsuna helped each other stand.
"Atsuka, I'm sorry."
Atsuka looked at Donato and gripped both his arm. She looked him in the eye and with a smile in her voice said, "I forgive you."
Donato winced and rubbed his arm. "You know…you're not too bad of an ally."
"Really?" Atsuka said with a tilt of her head. "Neither are you, when you're not trying to kill someone."
Tsuna looked at them from the corner of his eye. Are they…bonding? Slowly, he smiled. They walked back to the main road, leaving the men behind for the police to find. As they walked, they recounted what they did and laughed at how they were able to hear each other eating ice cream while they were on a so called mission.
"What should we do tomorrow?" Atsuka asked.
"Homework," Tsuna said automatically. Or I'll be tortured by—
"What?" Atsuka exclaimed. "Tsuna, I didn't take you for a studious person."
Tsuna shrugged uncomfortably. "Well, Donato was lording over me about how he beat me with that math test. The science test is coming up."
Donato laughed loudly. "Science is my best subject, Tsuna! You're never going to beat me."
Tsuna punched Donato's arm and frowned inwardly. He was just thinking that if he didn't do his homework, he would be tortured by...someone. No matter how hard he tried to think of the name, it slipped from his mind.
Their first and second years of middle school passed by with no further incidents. Even the attacks were becoming less and less frequent—Tsuna suspected that the Cloud Guardian had something to do with it but he wasn't going to tell anyone that. He and Atsuka became fast friends and did everything together with Donato. Though Atsuka and Donato still looked uncomfortable together, Tsuna had hopes that their relationship had improved at least a little since That Time, when they found the Cloud Guardian beating up three of the Puniamo.
Soon, their second year was coming to a close and third year was upon them. Tsuna woke up to his first day of school with a massive headache, feeling as though his brain was going to burst. That wasn't good, especially if their teachers were all going to give them pop quizzes that third years always received on their first day.
"Wait. How do I know that?" He shook his head. I probably heard about it from someone.
He dressed quickly while pondering how he knew what was going to be taught and how he felt that he was so ready for the material. Sometime during breakfast, he realized that his headache disappeared. Smiling, he left the house but he froze the moment he saw who waited for him.
Donato was leaning against the wall wearing jeans and a green sweater instead of Nami-chuu's uniform. Tsuna slowly let the door close behind him and heard the beep of the security system activating.
"D-Donato…"
"Yo."
"Why aren't you wearing your uniform?"
"Um…I'm moving back to Italy."
"Why?!"
"Look, it wasn't my idea. My dad and Romario did it to me."
"Th-That's…" Tsuna started walking. "Why didn't you tell us?"
Donato had an angry look on his face. "I didn't know that they were planning to actually move me back to Italy. They talked about it but I thought they were only talking. And they won't listen to me when I tell them that I want to stay here."
"But I don't understand. Why? Romario seems like a reasonable person. Your dad can't be that bad either."
Donato grimaced. "Sure, but for the past few years, my dad has gotten a little overprotective and he thinks that it might be safer if I was separated from…well, there's some problems with my family in Italy so I have to go back. I don't want to, but my dad insists that I be there."
When they reached the gates of Nami-chuu Donato said, "There's something else…you might want to watch out when Atsuka's involved."
Tsuna groaned. Not this again. "I thought you were friends now!"
Donato opened his mouth and closed it. "No…not really. I don't avoid her and I'm not defensive against her anymore but I'm sorry, Tsuna. I don't think we've progressed enough to be friends."
"You speak as though being friends with her is so hard," Tsuna said flatly. "You've been friends with her for two years. You just didn't realize it."
"Tsuna—"
"—I know friends when I see them. You're friends."
"N-No…we're not. We're not friends. How can we be friends and not know it? It's ridiculous."
"Donato…why don't you want to be friends with her?"
Donato gave Tsuna a helpless look. "I…" He shook his head. "Just be careful. She associates herself with dangerous people. I wasn't as worried when I was here, but I'm moving away tomorrow and it'll be just you two."
I don't understand! Tsuna wanted to scream and pull his hair out. Why are you acting this way, Donato? What's wrong with you and Atsuka? What about her is stopping you from being friends with her even though I can see that you guys get along? What is it that keeps you apart?
Tsuna swallowed his questions and gave Donato a small reassuring smile. "I promise, I'll be careful. I'm not as helpless as you think."
Donato looked relieved and he nodded. Giving each other a quick hug, Donato stepped back and waved. "I'll see you again."
Tsuna raised his own hand and only dropped his smile when Donato was no longer looking.
Dangerous? Atsuka? If anyone hung out with dangerous people, it was Tsuna. He's the one being trained by the Vongola, after all.
A/N: Yep...I time-skipped 2 years. Haha. Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Thanks for all the alerts and favs :) I'm glad people are still reading this fanfic.
Updated 2016-08-05th
-LLM
