Howdy, fellas, once again I apologize for being a late updater, but I have an excuse… I mean, a good reason why I couldn't update until now; and the reason is the following:

"I was about two weeks out on vacation and, even when I did find the time to write (which I did, and by the way, another idea popped into my head for another Fic, but we'll talk about it later on, ok?) I didn't find the time to type it on the computer. And man, I love the relaxing atmosphere of lakes, they're just… inspiring (that and the fact that I was reading a Jane Austin's book also) and beautiful. And this my beloved readers is my excuse for late updating… this time; maybe the next time I'll blame it on the fact that school started (God, have mercy upon us, school starts next Monday [August 13th and I feel I need another two weeks of vacation, minimum, but anyways, what the hell…) or a strange bowel disease or something, but never on my laziness, that would be… troublesome (sorry, bad pun)."

Again, if you feel a little confused on the How-to-read (that I hope not), here it is, how is it read:

- "Talking"

- "Talking in the past"

- Thinking (past and present)

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And I want to make something clear also, related to the comment made by Faisalz : first, I want to thank you for your comment and for the constructive criticism (that is welcome and well accepted), but the thing is, that this story is written that way, in order for the reader to pay attention to the story, and for preventing skipping (that unfortunately, lots of readers use to do often), and it is written that way to add some suspense, sometimes, like… to make you wonder "who the hell is talking?", but later on, the identity of the character is revealed, if not by saying the name, by the description of the character or the situation that surrounds him or her. The other reason I write like that, is because… I just like to write like that, and because the greatest fics (and books) I've ever read, are written that way.

Once again, the good ol' disclaimer: I do not own the following: Naruto, by Masashi Kishimoto, nor Pita-ten by Koge Donbo, nor Monster by Naoki Urasawa, nor Saikano by Shin Takahashi (the mother of all angst mangas; really, a tear-shedding story all the way through, a must-read), nor Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa; but I do own this: a PC to work on, a hell-lot of inspiration, hours and hours of music, and lots of spare time to read and write.

Chapter Three: The morning after…

Have you ever made yourself a promise? Have you ever shielded yourself from your own memories? Have you ever feared them? Have you ever made a mistake so big that could tear apart what you love the most? Have you ever made a vow?

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-Chapter Three- "The morning after…"

Several minutes after fainting and talking to the Fox, I wake up with a terrible headache that feels more like ONE terrible hangover After all, these years of hanging out with Ero-sennin have made me more than a good ninja, and nowadays, each and every one of our reunions includes alcohol, well… we've grown up after all. I try then toreincorporate by standing up and trying to maintain balance… failing terribly. I fall on the ground as hard as a log after being sawed by a lumberjack. After a few seconds Iadmit that my state is not very good (Duh), at least not to go on… not today, but tomorrow morning, instead.I rest, being that the only thing to do by this time, so I decide to sleep, or at least try to, for even if I'm desperately trying to go on and find Her, my body is screaming and nothing can be done to fix that… if I don't rest first, so I decide to leave everything to the Fox. I know that he will not hesitate on helping me, not when he knows the very nature of the situation, so I can trust him… that's for sure. But in the meantime, I have to find a way to retrieve her, to keep safe, her and our baby… Good God, it's true, She's pregnant! I almost forgot it for a sec. Huh, I still cannot believe it, I'm about to be a father, if I could jump all around in excitement, I'd do it, but that would empty what's left of my energies, so I will jump around when I wake up. No, slash that, I will not do anything as such as distract myself with anything until I find them; the rat bastard, and My angel, my pink-haired angel, the very reason I live today, and the very reason why I will live many more years. "Kid, would you stop blabbing already? No wounds will heal unless you're full asleep, do you understand?" I heard the Fox's voice shouting at me in a parental way that reminded me of someone very dear to me. Obaa-chan, what are you doing at this time, not drinking, I hope. And by the way, would Ero-sennin have told her yet what he wanted to tell Her? I hope so, they need it.

I feel… warm. That's strange, since we're in the middle of winter, and winter in Konoha can be a rough one; plus, I remember that I fell asleep on a chair and… Oh, god. "Nothing good comes out of sleeping like that you know? In fact, it could be very harmful for your body." I heard that Golden-haired goddess' voice speak those words, vaguely, as she sat in her bed, half covered. But the strangest thing was, that those words came out sounding different than they use to, another thing is, that she didn't intended to kill me right in the spot when she saw I was sleeping in her bedroom, but instead, she covered me up and got back to her bed, without making a sound. The entire room was left silent after what she said, only letting a surprised White-haired man sitting on a chair, covered up and a little bit blushed for the sight within his eyes.

Really, I have never felt this way before, I have never felt this… safe, this certain of my feelings. Now I remember why I love her so much. When I was a kid, I always needed someone I could feel safe with, but I was unlucky; everything seemed that I would never find that person, not in my whole life. That's why I grew up to be strong, only on my own, left alone by everyone, until I found Her, that's when my life really started. That's when my life met happiness, and sadness as well. It was the beginning.

I was the clown, the goofy character everybody laughed at, the dumb little pervert, I was that, and in the bottom, I'm still that, let's face it. But that was just a cover, nothing but a mask, and behind that mask, there was a doubtful, frightened child, whose father was a promiscuous and gambling bastard, while the mother was a vicious psycho with a very bad alcohol problem. Both of them were shinobi, and they only cared about two things, their vices and their job. So there's no doubt why did I turned out like this, eventually. Everybody underestimated me, nobody would give a nickel for me, nobody, but them. My team, the team that would become a legend, one everybody would know all over the world. But the team is not the point in this, but the people behind the team. My friend and foe, Orochimaru, which I think is the one that really understood me all along our way together, and unlike what people may think, I actually shed tears when I found out about his death, even when we were opposites, neither of us felt hatred against each other, but it was exactly the opposite, we felt respect, admiration and a sense of brotherhood Although it was in a weird sense. But out of that, he was one of my closest friends, someone that helped me grow to what I am now. But he wasn't the only one. There was this perverted old guy, too.

The sensei, as everybody called him, was actually, My sensei. He helped me in so many things all over my life, he earned my respect and trust, sure, but not before a whole lot of events that brought us close enough to make a bond between us, a bond that was higher than a Student-Teacher relationship, it was more of a Father-Son nature relationship, the kind of relationship that I never had with my biological father, and it wasn't just because he taught me how to be a good ninja, but he taught me how to be a good man, also. And for the record, he was more of a pervert than I am, but that's getting off-topic. The thing is that he is the second person who saw what was occulting behind that mask, but he never understood what was underneath my heart, though. The only one who did was Her, the princess, my princess.

Radiant, beautiful, divine, but stubborn as hell; even until today, I still think the same, and I think I will think the same until I meet my very end, someday far away. But until that moment reach me, I will do my best to keep her by my side, and to stay by her side as well. I swear I will. But I'll start where it all began, if I want to understand it all, if I want to understand why do I love her so much. And where did everything had it's beginning? In our childhood, of course, about forty and so years ago. It was a day like many others in Konoha back then, which means, a boring day for a child with no friends like me. My only amusement was to see the workers building all over the village, that was growing at a fast pace in comparison to other villages and cities, mainly for the fact that Konoha didn't use to stop building even in winter, but what caught my eye that day was no other than a girl, who shined like the sun, even when the sun itself wasn't visible that day, not even from the snowy hill I was sitting on.

This girl, however, was like, uhm… unreachable for a slob like me. I mean, I was just a kid like any other, only more troubled than others, that is. But still, there I was, astounded at what was in front of my eyes, those golden locks swaying with the wind, letting light pass through; her eyes, glittering like the moon under the starry sky; her nose, drawing perfectly the silhouette of her face; her mouth, letting go small breaths of mist with every exhaling of hers; and her body, moving gracefully as she danced in the hill, alone, yet accompanied by the always elegant snowflake falling, that seemed to be synchronized with her moves. It was like seeing an angel dance, celebrating life as if there was nothing more than happiness and beautitude in the world. I thought nothing could be better, until she saw me. I felt like if I was going to heaven.

So, in that moment, the only I did was… besides blushing, start moving like crazy, until I tripped on a rock and fell backwards on my butt, submerging in the thick layer of snow that was all over the place, maybe all over Konoha and even all over the Fire Country. But that didn't matter, what I really cared was that I was covered with snow, laying on my back in the ground… I felt so dumb. But then, I heard something that returned me to the earth, a soft giggle, that made me lift my head to see her beautiful eyes being closed as soft giggles abandoned her mouth, that was being covered by her hands, in a graceful movement. Everything was perfect, a smile appeared on me, driving the moment further, a moment I wished it lasted forever. Due to the amount of the snow over me, and the temperature of the place, I sneezed, which made her stop all the giggles to come out. As she approached to me, moving smoothly as the wind, all I could do was gulp, out of nervousness, as she took her purple scarf off her neck, doing something I would remember forever; she tied her scarf all over my neck, as she said a few words "It's freezing here, and I don't want you to get a cold, so why don't you go home and drink some hot beverage, I'm sure that should do well." After that, she helped me up, and continued her walk, disappearing within the falling snow.

God, since that day, I couldn't think of another girl but her. I swore I would dedicate my whole existence to her, to see her smiling like she did every day of my life. But I early found out that things wouldn't be that easy, that the world was much more complicated than that. Years later, on the day we graduated from the Academy, I was nearer to heaven, for they have left me in the same team as Her, I mean, how lucky could I be? Everything was going to be perfect, no mistakes, no slips, nothing that could interfere with us, I was sure she was going to be mine, and I was going to be hers. I was sure that everything would turn out the way I wanted to, I mean, everything should turn out that way, if the world was a fair place, for once. How wrong I was.

Quivering and hesitant, the next day after the graduation, I was willing to let her know my feelings for her, but she was behaving… weird. Very elusive, like avoiding me. I used every method possible to reach her, but it was worthless. After a while, she was still behaving like a stuck up brat, so my only reaction was to give her a nickname, an earned-by-own-hand nickname. I started calling her 'Princess', something that, obviously, made her mad at me. The only response I got was "You're annoying, Whitey-locks".

Confused and whatnot, angry; I only fought back… Big mistake, the first lesson I learned on life around Her, but sadly, not the last. As time went by, I started to doubt, not on how I felt about her, but on if I really should tell her what I felt. On that point, I knew everything was gonna be downhill, at least in the meantime of my confusion, so I rested my hopes on fate, waiting for things to turn out well… another mistake. As days went by and our 'relationship' grew worse, I started to think that my methods were resulting futile, as we started to tease an even insult each other, something that made me grow bolder, but in time, it bittered me a little. Things went this way mostly everyday, at every hour, and deciding between love and hate, I started do get tired, so I decided to give time some time, until we were grown ups, and more mature individuals… another big mistake, that would lead me to one of my darkest memories.

So, years passed; and fortunately, a bond was created between us, not exactly the bond I wanted but it was ok, there was trust, friendship, though there wasn't what I wanted… love. We were finally grown ups, we were finally mature enough to understand emotions such as pride, greed, love, hate and despair. Emotions that would nest into me eventually, and would lead me to make my biggest mistakes, and my biggest decisions. Everything started that night, I remember it was a rainy one; everything else is blurry to me, for what happened that night. That infamous night, one night I will never forget.

"Pointless, senseless war; it was stupid of ourselves to think that we could stop it, no matter how powerful we are" I said between sobs and shed tears. "I wish there was a way to bring him ba…" I continued, until I was interrupted by Orochimaru's cold, yet grievous voice "But there isn't, and you know that". I wanted to prove me right, by any means, only to see her smile, to prevent her from seeing what was inside this house, to prevent her from crying, to prevent her from knowing the awful truth, arrogant, how arrogant I was; trying to block the sun with my thumb, trying to live in a perfect world that didn't exist, because everytime my mind started to drift away, a roar inside my guts brought me back, and my vision led me to see the materialized truth of the imperfect world we are living in… Her brother's corpse, Nawaki's corpse, lying on the other room, motionless, cold, dead. The only thing that was missing was her presence, and while waiting for her to arrive, I feared, that I have made up my mind at last, that I was going to tell her, even if only to comfort her a little, even when I knew it was a mistake, even when I knew I was taking advantage of the situation, even when I knew what was about to come.

The time went by, as rain fell and mud started to fill the streets, I was getting more and more anxious, I was starting to breath heavily, heavily and fast paced, I couldn't reach tranquility, I couldn't stand it any longer, my heart started pounding and hurting, then she arrived. The moment I saw her silhouette in the door, illuminated by a lightning, my heart stopped, and my eyes widened out of fear… sorrow and fear. I tried to remain calmed and I opened my mouth, but no words came out, Orochimaru, seeing that, looked at me and calmly gave a slight nod, which silently meant 'Do it, whatever has to happen, will happen'. I only could say "Tsunade… Nawaki is, he is…" I couldn't continue, for my throat dried, and my lips wouldn't let a single sound escape anymore, as she stared at me, looking for any kind of hope, when tears started to fill her eyes and tiny sobs escaped from Her, between I could distinguish a simple word… 'No', as she shook her head, one side and another, not wanting to believe what have happened.

Letting go a deep breath she had just taken, she entered to the room, shaking on her own feet, fear running through her veins, it was so much that it was almost… palpable;

At the time she got into the room, I was going to enter with her, when a familiar hand stopped me, and gave me the wisest of advices "Let her go in by herself, she needs to see this alone, and she needs to get over it alone, as long as it might hurt us, it is the only way." There was something in Orochimaru's voice, something I should have listened to, but it was too late, I have made up my mind already, so I replied "Thanks, but I need to do this, I don't want her to go through this all by herself, I can't." His eyes widened a little in surprise, He had realized what I felt just by what I've just said, so he pulled out his hand, and gave me a final advice "Okay, but I warn you, be careful, you never know what you may come across with. I tell you this as a friend." I didn't understand what he said right away, but I felt I was going to remember it. The next thing I remember, was hearing a sound that torned my heart into a million pieces. It was her, it was "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!".

Preventing myself to cry for just hear her scream, I gather up all my strength and decide to go in with Her. I found her crying with all her might, tightening his lifeless body under her warm embrace, like trying got recover his soul from the afterworld just with her might, and her love. This sight hurt so much, so much that I couldn't take it; everything I wanted in that moment was to erase her pain, or at least to ease it. I couldn't take it anymore, so I lifted her and caught her in a tight embrace, almost without reasoning the act, just doing it. She returned the embrace, and held me tight as she was still crying "It hurts so much, and it hurts in here" touching her chest where the heart is located while saying the last part. I couldn't help but to start crying, too, and between sobs, I managed to say something "I know, mine has been hurting for a long time, and only you can kill the pain; I know maybe I cannot kill yours, but if there's something I can do to ease it, be sure that I will do it". She looked at me quizzically, and then she kissed me. That time, for first time in our lives, our lips entwined as branches of a couple of dying trees, trying to heal each other by sharing all what they've got. It was a long, sweet kiss.

Even when I knew where I was, and what had happened, I didn't care. I kissed Her as if there was nothing else on this world, and for a moment, I even believed it. But I saw… realized that this was not the place to be doing this, so we escaped, with tears in the eyes, trying to avoid reality, trying to escape the awful truth, not really believing everything that was happening; it was like if that kiss would have let us out of this world… if only for a moment, one blissful moment.

Under the sheath of tears and sorrow that was wrapping us, we still found something that could release ourselves, even if it was only for a brief lapse of time. I felt we were not part of this world anymore, I felt we were outsiders; as we rushed into the depths of the village, all I saw, houses, shops, monuments, everything was unfamiliar to me, I was suddenly in another dimension; everything was passing by in slow-motion, everything felt so unreal, everything but her figure. Although for me everything looked so vague, so false, so out of place, so like a dream, once I looked at her, being wrapped by my arms, everything became clear again, then, we got to her home, but to be more exact, we got to her chambers, via her window, what was about to happen would change my entire life, would change my entire way of seeing the world, so as for me, reality would change that night, and my world wouldn't be the same. I still remember the rain, falling and crashing on the window as our bodies fused as one in a sweet, yet sour kiss, as for the grief and sorrow of a lost life was with us that night, it was intertwining with the ultimate celebration of life, the maximum proof of love and trust one can give. That was the first time I was in her bedroom, that was the first time I demonstrated her how much I loved her. But even when the dawn came, it wasn't over, in fact, the morning after… was only the beginning.

Dozens of pigeons flew right by the window, chirping and flapping their wings as the first rays of light entered through the window, I still remember it, golden light bathing every single inch of the village, and every single inch of our bodies; I was awake already, embracing her with my arms as she slept peacefully, while I was caressing her pale humanity, making circles with my fingers over her delicate skin; I was just watching her as she slept, when I finally got to a decision: That I would, somewhere in the future, spend my days like this with Her, and only with Her. It was an oath to myself, and a promise to her.

I knew that in the moment I leave that place, I would be a new man, living in a new world, I knew it. But somehow, when I did, something felt just wrong, like that awful noise that you can hear coming out of your guts when you know something's out of place, yet I didn't know what was it… or I didn't want to know at least. If I could find what was it, only if something gave me a single clue, anything. The moment I stepped out the house, I heard a familiar voice, a voice that would have the answer, I just knew it, this person would have the right answer of what I felt, but instead, what I heard was not what I expected "Remorse", surprised, I replied "Come again?" not believing what I just heard. "Remorse is what you feel, Jiraiya, nothing else" Orochimaru reassured his words, sure of what he had just said, so he continued, instead of letting me process his words "You want to know why do you feel remorse, and I will tell you why. You feel this way because of what you did, for even when it turned out not to be something bad, you know you shouldn't have done it… at least not in a day like the past one". The only thing I could reply was "Why?", and as always, he came out with the right answer "Because you knew that you took advantage of the situation, but you are too stubborn to recognize it. Now, you may say that you did it because you were going to do it anyways because of what you feel, but you know you were too scared that She wouldn't return those feelings, at least not in a normal state of mind".

Pause… after what he said, there was a pause. Everything stopped, for I knew that he was right, I knew I was scared and I knew I had taken advantage of the situation, and finally, I knew that what I felt was remorse, indeed. He continued, as if what he had said wasn't enough "You feel bad for what you did. So what? Just because you zapped that very human impulse of yours and took the very first flower of her garden? That my friend, is natural, is human" he ended his statement with such a sarcastic tone of voice that made my blood freeze and my heart skip a beat.

Nothing hurt the most than knowing that this was her first time, but so was mine. But the thing is, that it was not the fact of being the first time, but the fact that I employed the situation to make it happen… I felt like a monster, I felt dirty, I felt horrified. I looked at my hands, wanting to see the filth coming out of them, contemplating carefully at what I just did, it felt so bad that it made me nauseous, so I grabbed my face and started to run without direction; meanwhile I started to cry, horrified at the events past. Weeks passed after that and I secluded myself, not talking to anybody, submerging into my parents' vices and falling into the bottom of the abyss.

Sadly, I became everything I always hated, everything I always promised I would not become; but then, in the midst of my despair and discomfort, I found something, I found something that could release me a little, something to ease the pain. I started to write in the middle of my isolation, to ease the tension, to get some of the things that tortured me out of my system. Amazingly, it worked, and I finally came back from my self-imposed exile to live again in this new world I have entered the morning after that

oathful night. After that, nothing was the same, at least not for me, for those memories would haunt me every single night from that moment on; so I decided one thing, as when I was a kid, I decided to give time some time, and for once, I was right; time heals all wounds. But between us, things changed, we had to grow up, and we did, that night… we grew up.

Losing all hope to get Her in my whole life, I decided to stop, but after a time, I realized I could not. So the only thing I could do was hide it, and it had worked well… until a few nights ago. I cannot hide it anymore, or it will burst out inside me, but I'm still scared, I'm still doubtful. Doubtful on how will She react when I tell her what I feel. But at the same time, as I said before, I have never feel this certain about my feelings, and if I don't lay them out right now, God knows that maybe I won't do it in my whole life. So that's it, I reached that conclusion, and I have nothing left to lose.

Clustering all my strength into my throat, I sigh, decided to say something I have kept inside me for a long time, something I have to say, something that will change my life, and regardless of the response I may get. I sigh once again, heavily, closing my eyes and getting ready to whatever it may come. "Is something wrong, Jiraiya? You look a little bit nervous. Tell me, what's on your mind?" Says the golden-haired goddess, looking me expectantly. As I gather all my strength to say what I'm about to say, I manage to take a deep breath, before I start "Tsunade… there's something very important I must tell you, something that has been within me for a long time, before even my absence of two and a half years with that dumb kid, hell, before even we parted ways as hermits, the thing is… that I don't know how to say it".

Quivering and blushing, I manage to finish the sentence that took a lifetime to make, but I don't happen to finish it right the way I wanted. So looking directly into her eyes, under my most serious tone, I open my mouth, but before I even say a word, she interrupts me, with tears on her eyes "I love you, Jiraiya, ever since that winter, ever since I gave you the purple scarf, and ever since our first time together" I was left dumbfounded, I didn't know what to say, I didn't know if I was supposed to even say something.

"Tsunade, how did you know I was going to say that?" I asked her, really surprised, but then as always, she managed to surprise me even more, when she said "I didn't, I just usually think about the worst case scenario, and that's my problem", I laughed at her comment "The worst case scenario? And what could that possibly be?". She started to cry, then I got worried "What's going on, why are you crying about? Is something wrong with you?", but her reply, was something I didn't expected "No, there's nothing wrong about me. But with you, the case is different" I was shocked "W-what, what are you saying?" I said expectantly, not really wanting to know what was wrong with me, but anyways, she was going to tell me, and She told me, indeed "It's your heart… you have a heart condition, and I don't know how to treat it". "Since when you are aware of this?" I asked, fearful and doubtful. "Since we were together that night, since the night I have waited to have, the night I wanted to give you my heart and my body. But out of fear, I didn't tell you about it; the truth is, that I got away from you for fear that you could die, like Nawaki, and that's the last thing I could ever wish to happen. That day, after I woke up, I was going to give you my necklace, the necklace that symbolizes my love, but when I realized that, the necklace had killed my brother, I decided not to give it to you, for fear. Fear to lose who I love the most. You were my first love, and I wanted you to be the last one, but how, if I cannot mend your heart, nor redeem myself for what I did to you".

Mending, that's a strange word… a word I don't usually hear from a doctor, but I know that what she wasn't really talking about my heart condition. Now everything seems clear to me, why did she got away, why did I got away, and why she didn't tell me that she loved me. Until now, that is.

"Disorder… a word that defines any condition that is not the normal one. It refers to the loss of balance within something's normal behavior. Those are words I heard a time ago from a prominent young doctor, whose ideas defied those of her teachers. That determination with her words, that sense of being right, that bravery. All of that seemed to have an effect in me, for I fell in love with that doctor… again. Now tell me, where's that defiant attitude of yours, the type of behavior that has always characterized your self, that made you who you are? The reason I say this is because now I know I have a disorder in my heart, but I will not give in, I will defy the situation until the very last consequences, because that's what you taught me, because that's the most important lesson you have ever gave me. But I will not fight if I'm not with you, with the One I'm in love with. For that, I make this vow: That I will be with you and for you from now on, and until the last of my days. Tsunade, would you marry me?"

"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes, I want to be with you until the last of my days too. I want to overcome whatever comes in our way, together. I love you so much Whitey-locks…"

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So that's it for the Third chapter, my beloved readers. You must know something, my dears, this was originally be part of another fic, an exclusive JiraTsuna fic, but I liked it so much that I decided to adapt it to "Winter", and I really feel it went up just right. I hope that you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

And there are two announcements I have to make, and both are important. First goes first. I just entered to the second year of Medicine at the University and as you may know (or imagine), this will absorb most of my time, and I will not be able to update sooner, but instead, I will keep updating at the same pace as I have (about once a month). And second, my life's about to change because of the fact that my grandpa (E-vay, you know who am I talking about) has been diagnosed with Metastasic Cancer and there's nothing that can be done anymore (at least not clinically speaking), so he's been given a life expectancy of maybe six to eight months. So this is going to affect me and my family very much, and for that, I beg you not to get very upset if I don't update soon. For your understanding, I thank you, a lot, see you on the Fourth chapter.

Another thing is, that not anyone of you has found the hidden song, which has been hidden in every chapter, and it will make it's last appearance on the next chapter. So you have like two more moths to guess which song is. And to help you, I will give you a part of the song, to see if you guess, but it is a translated part, to make it more fair, yet more difficult. The part of the song is the next, if you know the song, you will guess it right away:

"The skies may fall for all I care, for we have a world of our own".

So, that's it. Cheers, and celebrate life everyday, because you cannot take it for granted, and you donnot know when you can lose it. So cheers for the fact that we are alive.