I understand that it is a really bad idea to upload while I'm on vacation, but I miss posting stuff so I'm going to remind you all that uploads are still irregular for now. Enjoy and I hope you won't hate me by the end of this chapter.

Chapter 15

"Hey Ichi, come on. Wake up, please don't die." Ichigo's eyes flickered open, his eyes sensitive and not responding to the brightness of the science lab. Hearing his name called out to him in desperation droned on as white noise before it started to become clearer as he remembered where he was and what was happening around him in a fog. He felt fingers gripping his shoulder signaling that he was brought back to reality. They kept him grounded and prevented him from falling to the desire of just closing his eyes again. His inner world was gone as easily as it appeared and it almost felt like it was a dream even if it was too real to be his imagination.

When his vision cleared he was greeted by the image of a cut up and bloody Grimmjow. The previously unconscious boy groaned and held on to his shoulder blade where he was stuck, shifting in a position so he was slightly sitting upright, making black dots dance in front of his eyes and his vision swim. There were now two new holes that went along with the one that was made from the dart that was just recently imbedded in his back. They didn't hurt, but the dot from the dart still stung slightly.

It seemed that Grimmjow tried to suck out the venom. No, he was late. He could have sucked out some of it, but there was no way he could have gotten all of it since some of the venom was lost in his blood circulation no matter how hard he sucked there was no way he could get all of it. Ichigo was close to going into mania, damn close. His inner world falling apart was evidence of that even though he still didn't fully understand what was happening. He actually managed to fight off the vampirism by himself or at least mostly by himself. He still didn't fully understand what was going on.

"Fuck, thank God." Grimmjow said pulling Ichigo closer to his wet bloody body. The smaller was incredibly drowsy, but he quickly snapped out of his daze when he smelled the thick scent of iron that emanated off of the one holding him. He pealed himself off Grimmjow, suddenly stronger then he was a moment ago to get a better look. His vision flickered and his stomach protested from him getting up too quickly before Ichigo's eyes readjusted and landed on the source of all of Grimmjow's blood.

"Holy shit, what the fuck happened to you?" Ichigo cried out seeing Grimmjow's arm lying next to him forgotten. "You lost your freaking arm!"

Grimmjow gave him a weak smile as if he were trying to reassure him that everything was okay or at least reassure himself. "It's fine. It's just an arm. I'm just happy that you're okay."

Ichigo ignored him, tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. He held them in, but he couldn't stop his slight sniffling. "Don't act like everything is okay." He said staring at Grimmjow's severed arm that was lying down uselessly next to him, avoiding Grimmjow's gaze so he couldn't see how hurt and scared he was for him.

Ichigo didn't know what came over him, but he knew that he had to do something. He felt so useless. Grimmjow would yell at him if he could read his thoughts, but he couldn't help but think that if Grimmjow never met him maybe he wouldn't have so many enemies and he would still have two arms.

Ichigo felt an intense stare on his back causing a chill to run through his body as he turned around to see Orihime, her arms still bound and her mouth was in a ridiculous 'o' shape. "Ummm," is all he managed to say before he awkwardly asked "are you okay?"

She nodded her head frantically as she realized that she was staring for way too long. A blush turned her entire face red and her lips scrambling into a weird expression while she was trying to piece together what exactly was going on between the two roommates. Grimmjow rolled his eyes, deciding that it was best to take the opportunity to confirm her suspicion. He leaned into the orange-haired boy and planted a passionate kiss on his mouth. He angled Ichigo's face so that one of his deep blue eyes were visible behind Ichigo's turned head so that he can direct an intense glare at the innocent girl that was treading way to close to what was his and needed to back off before he lost his patience.

Ichigo was confused by Grimmjow's needy kisses, but he didn't protest. He was just grateful to see that Grimmjow was alive so he was able to ignore his insistence on publicly displaying their affection. He was worried something happened to him when he wasn't in their dorm room. He didn't have time to think about him at the time since he was forced to fight for himself against that giant vampire. The kisses that he received meant that he was actually physically there with him and that this wasn't all some dream that was conjured by his subconscious while he was in the mania. That entire inner world thing was crazy. He's never heard of anything like that happening before to anyone and he wasn't even sure if he should believe that it is real or not.

They didn't have a lot of time to themselves to do other coupley stuff before Uryu came into the room carrying a first aid kit. He had a bottle of Grade-C holy water and a readied syringe on hand then he dropped down to treat the infected patient. That was before he realized that Ichigo was conscious and looking up at him with a puzzled expression like he was wondering what he was doing there.

"How?" Uryu asked plainly in confusion before directing a glare at Grimmjow. "Did you turn him while I was gone? I specifically told you not to and that it was a last resort."

Grimmjow shook his head. "I was going to, but it seems that Ichigo is even weirder then we thought." Grimmjow said. "Seriously I'm not complaining but, what the hell are you, Ichigo?"

Ichigo shrugged. He had a suspicion for a while that he was different when he discovered that he was able to resist the spells that vampires tried to place on him. He was more confused when he saw what the inside of his mind looked like, he, once again, didn't know if it was real, but there was a guy there. That guy looked exactly like him and he seemed to know exactly what to do, but he still made Ichigo figure it out by himself giving him only a hint. Ichigo was tempted to respond by saying 'I'm human,' but at this point he seriously wasn't sure how to respond to that question.

The others had no idea what he saw and the more he learned about himself only brought up more questions. He was officially the most confused out of all of them. That was unless you considered the human that was left in the dark that was speculating the entire thing. She probably had the most questions out of everyone there and it seemed that everyone noticed.

"Hey buddy, pay attention to your girlfriend over there." Grimmjow said as he continued to hold onto Ichigo with his one arm even though he was now fully capable of sitting up himself.

Before Grimmjow even said anything Uryu was already by her side. He glared over his shoulder. "What do you think I'm doing?" He growled before turning back to Orihime, his face suddenly softening as he gave her a reassuring look in an effort to encourage her to believe that everything was alright. He started to check up on her and asked if she was able to stand as he helped her to her feet.

Ichigo was distracted. His eyes were glued to the Grimmjow's stump of an arm that was hastily bandaged. The bandages were stained crimson and were damp despite the wrap being fresh. It was clear that he wasn't treated as the first priority which kind of made sense since he assumed that Ichigo himself was perceived as the more important patient. Without really being conscious of what he was doing Ichigo reached out and started to undo the tape. The strap of Grimmjow's sleeveless shirt threatened to fall off his shoulder that originally held his left arm.

Grimmjow flinched under Ichigo's touch. "Wait, what are you doing?" He yipped before he studied Ichigo's face that seemed to be lost in a trace. He swallowed his words and decided to wait rather than stop him. He didn't know what was going on, but it seemed that something was going to happen.

He hesitated when Ichigo grabbed his severed arm and observed it like a science experiment. Even when Ichigo stared at it he seemed like he wasn't himself. His breath hitched in the back of his throat when a black color started to leak out of the corners of Ichigo's eyes and started to slowly color his scleras, turning every white part of his eye black in a fashion that looked like dye dripped into water. Ichigo's usual amber irises turned golden and it reflected light almost as if they were glowing by themselves. Ichigo looked possessed with the amount of focus that was hidden behind his now black eyes.

Unexpectedly, something that looked like golden hairs that matched the color of Ichigo's irises started to rise out of Grimmjow's severed arm and the same started to grow out of the left stump where an arm should have been. They connected and started to stitch together and crosshatched. Ichigo brought the arm closer to Grimmjow's shoulder lifting it so that they connected and pulled the severed part in.

Grimmjow could feel a tingly feeling in his arm as he felt the nerves reconnecting and stitching back together and he felt his bones snapping together, making disgusting cracking sounds before the light hairs vanished. He could even feel a tingly feeling in the fingertips that shouldn't have existed anymore. A feeling he never thought he would feel again and took for granted before he lost the ability to feel them.

Ichigo let go and Grimmjow's arm stayed connected to him. Grimmjow moved it around testing to see if this was actually happening; it felt as though it never left his body. There wasn't even a scar that indicated that his arm has torn from his body. The black in Ichigo's eyes retreated back towards the corner of his eye making his sleras white again. He blinked and his irises were back to its amber brown color, completely normal. He looked at Ichigo again, a little relief hidden in his eyes, his expression read as astonishment, but overall he was happy.

"Seriously, what are you?" Grimmjow asked.

"Ichigo, Grimmjow I need you both to go to- what the hell?" Uryu said looking over his shoulder to see that Grimmjow's arm was reattached.

Orihime's eyes were bulged out of her head and her now freed hands covered her mouth.

Uryu was completely dumbfounded as he tried to find the right words to say, "How?" was the word that exploded out of him louder than necessary. He seemed to be favoring that word today.

Ichigo looked over at him, exhausted. Whatever he did took up a huge amount of energy. It was incredibly useful, but it only raised more questions.

"I have no idea." Ichigo said in a drowsy voice as his eyelids started to droop, threatening to cast a blanket of sleep over him.

"Umm, I'm sorry, but what exactly is going on?" Orihime asked, bringing the attention back on her. "I usually have weird dreams, but this is beyond anything I've ever dreamt of."

Uryu mentally slapped himself for letting a vampire and a whatever-Ichigo-was do whatever the hell they want in the same room as her. He was glad that Grimmjow was okay, but he should have moved her since she had minimal injuries and was fine standing on her own. She didn't need to be exposed to those freaks of nature.

Uryu was conflicted he wanted to tell her that he was a hunter and that the supernatural existed, but at the same time he knew it was best that her life remains as normal as it possibly could. "I kinda fell asleep in the library and found myself here." She explained. "A big beefy guy grabbed me and carried me off. I tried to fight him off, but then he took me here and bound my hands and feet together. Then it was quiet and I couldn't get free. Then there was a lot of noise and Kurosaki-kun came in to save me and I was really happy. Then he used this cool power, but he was grabbed then shot and collapsed. I was so scared. Then all of you appeared you left for a second then Jaegerjaquez-kun bit him and then-" She babbled.

Grimmjow rolled his eyes and decided to ignore the garbage that was coming out of her mouth. Listening to her go on wasn't exactly productive. He lifted Ichigo up in his arms who was starting to fall asleep and stood so that he was standing and on the same level as everyone else in the room. Ichigo yelped and quickly wrapped his arms around his neck to prevent himself from falling. The shock vanished and he quickly protested that he could walk on his own, but Grimmjow ignored him noticing Ichigo's bloody bare feet and the fact that he was fighting to just stay awake.

"This was by far the strangest dream I have ever had. I can't seem to wake up though and the feeling of rope being wrapped around me felt so real."

Uryu looked over at Grimmjow for help. He shrugged and stared at him waiting for his suggestions. Uryu looked back at her concerned and confused look on her face that seemed to plead for Uryu to tell her if she wasn't crazy and that this was all a dream. He then sighed, his face filled with remorse.

"Can you wipe her memories?" He asked quietly.

Ichigo looked as Uryu before turning his head upwards to look at Grimmjow and then turning to look at Orihime. Orihime's big brown eyes filled up with tears as she looked between all of them. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew that she wasn't going to like what came next. She wasn't dumb enough to not understand what 'wipe her memories' meant. It was an instinctual reaction to not want to lose knowledge that was important for survival.

"Wait, isn't that a little harsh?" Ichigo asked. "That isn't fair. She deserves to know if she was put through this much." He remembered being in her position. His rational mind told him that it was best that he forgot about the existence of vampires, but the instinctual part of his brain didn't want to forget important information especially since he believed that his roommate could be a threat to his life. He came so far since then, but Orihime is different. She wasn't special and she was lucky for that reason. She can live a life without any exposure to that world. She was gifted the ability to live a normal life.

"It's okay Ichigo." Uryu said with sorrow in his voice. "I want her to know too, more than anything. I've wanted to tell her for years, but I know it's better for her to forget for now. We still have a bit of time till the semester ends and I don't want her to lose her mind within that time."

Ichigo still wanted to argue, but Grimmjow gave him a reassuring look, understanding how he was feeling. "Memory spells are weird. If something triggers her memory again it will probably come back. It isn't truly gone, just suppressed. If lover-boy feels like telling her then a cord will probably get hit and she'll remember everything that happened tonight, even if it is a bit gruesome."

Ichigo remained quiet still not fully onboard but understanding that it was the best option. He nodded his head in agreement. Grimmjow tore his attention from his boyfriend that was against his chest in his arms to lock eyes with the woman. Her teary gaze locked onto his crystal clear blue eyes as if she was in a trance and he said a word that Ichigo recognized from the night Grimmjow tried to do the same thing to him.

"Schalf."

She fell over limp into Uryu's arms, completely knocked out just like Ichigo was the first time he was exposed to that same spell. Uryu lifted her on his back and steadied her in a more comfortable position. She didn't suffer any major injuries and the rope burns on her wrists and ankles should be mostly gone by the time she wakes up with Uryu's treatment so it was safe for him to just drop her off in her room.

"You two should go down to health services. I want them to make sure Ichigo is thoroughly okay since he didn't exactly receive any treatment besides…whatever he did. You need to be looked at too and we'll give you some blood bags as compensation for the blood you lost when you were fighting." Uryu said struggling to open the door in front of him while balancing an unconscious girl that was practically the same size as him on his back.

Grimmjow followed Uryu out of the building in complete silence. He didn't know where the other two vampires were that came as backup. They were probably ahead of them on their way to get healed; either that or they were still looking for the vampires that ran off, especially Aizen. Who would have thought that that guy would retreat with his tail between his legs in such a graceful fashion? That guy was seriously all about appearance.

"I can walk by myself, you know?" Ichigo mumbled, turning his head to try and hide the blush that was starting to dust on his cheeks from the vampire that was carrying him.

"Yeah? I don't care. You're banged up all over, you're barefoot, and your feet are cut up. Give yourself a break, let me do the walking." He said readjusting him so that he had a better grip on him. He was pretty banged up too, but he would take another beating if it meant that Ichigo wouldn't get hurt anymore and also the view of Ichigo's embarrassed expression only motivated him more. There was nothing he loved more then to tease him and find ways to make him blush.

Ichigo didn't fight him, knowing that no matter how much he fought, Grimmjow was enjoying himself too much despite Ichigo's embarrassment. He was kind of used to Grimmjow's teasing and he didn't mind being held so close. He could let him get away with this, just this once.

The hallway was a complete wreck. Blood was trailed everywhere in splotches and foot prints, the walls were crumbling apart from so much force being thrown at them, papers littered the ground, and a large amount of sand layered the tiled floor to a point where it looked like a desert sandstorm left it's remains there. The thought that distracted Ichigo's mind from his roommate's strong arms was about how much trouble they were in. He was calculating every rule that was broken. Trespassing, destroying property, assault, use of a chemical without permission, he was curious how many times over they were expelled. They didn't need to worry about expulsion though; he was too busy trying to figure out how he was going to survive in an American prison.

Grimmjow seemed to have noticed as well, but he didn't seem as concerned. "Hey hunter," He called out.

"What now?" Uryu asked from up ahead, not bothering to turn around to face the vampire that was calling out to him.

"Can you keep the fact that I can perform Gran Rey Cero a secret? I don't want to deal with idiots wanting to challenge me to test their skills."

"Geez, as long as you don't cause any trouble with it then I don't see it as a valid piece of information. Behave and you'll be fine, but if you display that skill too much people will start to notice. Keep in mind that vampires from both the Hitsugaya and the Aizen clan are aware of that little secret of yours."

Grimmjow nodded despite the fact that Uryu wasn't able to see him. "I'm aware. I'll be careful. I've been able to keep it a secret till now so I'm used to tying up my loose ends whether it involves violence or negotiation."

Ichigo didn't want to go back to the health service building. He hated feeling cooped up and he just got out, but mostly he didn't want to worry anymore people. He didn't think Renji's heart would be able to take it if he is hospitalized again. If Grimmjow is also hospitalized he wasn't sure how Nel would react. Ichigo was exhausted, sore, and his feet were cut up, but despite all of that he felt fine. He even woke up after being exposed to vampirism again which was a lot better than what happened the first time.

He argued that he was fine and there was no point in worrying about him, but neither Grimmjow nor Uryu would hear any of that. He may have seemed fine, but there was no way a normal human can go through all of that even if he proved that he wasn't exactly normal.

Grimmjow needed to remind him that his bed was smashed in half and he should take it as an opportunity to sleep in a bigger bed. Grimmjow would have been fine cozying up with Ichigo in his own twin-sized extra-long bed, but with both of them being pretty banged up a full sized bed sounded better and reduced the chances of aggravating their wounds. It also meant that Ichigo would shut up and agree to get looked at.

Ichigo was assigned to the same room that he was in before. It frustrated him that he was sent there. He didn't need a reminder that he let himself be abducted twice. It felt as if he took one step forward and then two steps back, but he was walking on hot coals. Seriously, he only knew about vampires for a little over a week and within that time he was abducted more times than anyone should in a lifetime. He really hoped that this wouldn't be a reoccurring theme. The last thing he needed was to be Princess Peach from Super Mario.

He protested when a hunter he didn't recognize tried to clean his wounds, saying that he could take care of himself. He was learning how to be a doctor. A little first aid was easy, but the hunter told him that he wasn't allowed to let a patient treat themselves and he should just relax while he took care of everything. He wanted to fight it, but he knew there was no point. He was a lot easier to give in then Grimmjow who was on the other side of the bed getting treated by a different hunter.

He was a lot louder and more resilient. He was way too obnoxious and rowdy for that time of night; he was going to wake someone up; there were other patients there. Ichigo grabbed a hold of his hand which made Grimmjow's protests stop. He looked at Ichigo wide-eyed, surprised from the unexpected contact that was initiated by Ichigo and his heart melted when he saw Ichigo's heartened smile. He quickly ignored the hunter that was poking at him as all the attention went to the warmth of Ichigo's hand against his. He was even able to ignore the terrible taste of the blood that was provided to him by the hunters. He craved Ichigo's, but he knew better than to take out any more blood from him since he already took a lot out when he was trying to suck out the venom. It tasted like water, ashes, and iron, but he didn't protest, knowing that Ichigo would be upset if he didn't drink something.

The light from the sun leaked into the hospital room where Ichigo and Grimmjow slept from the open windows and stroked Ichigo's cheek in warmth. Ichigo woke up first, recognizing the warmth that was against his back and the arm that was around his waist. He wasn't surprised to see that Grimmjow snuck out of his own room that was assigned to him to cozy up in his bed. Ichigo didn't mind being cuddled with and even enjoyed the closeness even if he would refuse to admit it out loud, though it did come with one problem. Grimmjow spooning him prevented him from moving and his body was way too hot for comfort.

Ichigo took a deep breath and slowly tried to lift Grimmjow's arm off of him, but he quickly got a growl as a response and tightened his grip around him, pulling the escaping Ichigo closer to him much to Ichigo's dismay.

"Noooo." He groaned closing his eyes tighter, fighting against the light that shined through his eyelids, trying to prevent him from going back to sleep.

"Come on, let go." Ichigo said.

"It's too early." He complained.

Ichigo reached for the bedside table that held his phone. With a bit of struggling and fruitless arm waving he was able to grab hold of the devise that was retrieved by the hunters when they asked if he wanted anything from his room.

"Too early my ass!" Ichigo responded trying to pry the resistant vampire's arm off of him and tried to lift it over his head. "It's freaking one in the afternoon. I'm going to be late for class!"

"What is your obsession with going to class?" Grimmjow groaned locking his hands together around Ichigo's waist to prevent him from struggling. "You literally learned that vampires exist in this world, been kidnapped twice, and you still manage to make school your first priority. I don't get your logic, help me out here." Grimmjow argued.

"There is no need to worry about that right now." A man said walking into the room. His footsteps made a weird clopping sound on the tiles of the floor from his wooden clogs. Who wears wooden clogs? He wore some kind of robe/cloak thing that draped over his back like a cape. Ichigo didn't know what it was but it looked like something that should only be worn around your house as lounge wear rather than something that should be worn in public. He had sandy colored- unable to differentiate between blond and brunet- shoulder length hair that was covered by a green and white bucket hat which casted a dark shadow over his face. He sat next to the bed where the couple was wrestling. "We need to talk about your enrollment here."

Grimmjow immediately jumped in front of Ichigo, intimidated by the man that he didn't even sense come into the room. He gave off no smell and he didn't sense any energy coming off of him. "Who the hell are you?" He growled out.

Ichigo took him by the shoulder and pulled him away from the random guy that he was challenging for no apparent reason. He didn't know who this guy was either, but he definitely didn't pose a threat if the hunters let him in and if he wanted to talk about his enrollment with him he must be some kind of staff at the school. Someone who was higher up that held their fates in his hands. This guy was totally going to expel them or even send them to prison.

"I'm the guy who is in charge of the program here. You can say that I'm the dean or something. Heck I don't even know what to call myself, not that I ever really cared for labels" The mysterious man said pulling out a fan and covering up half of his already covered face. "My name is Kisuke Urahara."

Ichigo thought back. He totally heard that name before. He's seen it a few times on the home page of the school website, and he received emails that were intended for every student on that campus from him. He knew that was where he learned his name, but it still had an odd familiarity to it and he couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it eased him and soothed whatever nerves he had.

"Now for starters you probably have a lot of questions, but I'm not here for them. We need to talk about the future for you two and this program."

Grimmjow's eyes were fixed on him with the intensity of a panther, still on edge from the battle the night before and ready to pounce if needed. He didn't fully understand why Ichigo was so calm around a complete stranger. He was still too naïve after everything that happened. Even if Ichigo expected what was coming next that didn't leave any excuse to let his guard down.

"Let's talk about Aizen. He survived and managed to escape. The hunters went looking for him, but all of his stuff was gone from his room and he was nowhere to be found. He's smart; he knows how to disappear off the radar. Szayelaporro, Harribel, and Ichimaru have disappeared as well. We found the remains of both Yammy and Tosen. They were both students here and someone has been sent to clean out their rooms as well as make up an excuse for their disappearance."

Ichigo recognized the names of the vampires that held him captive, but he could tell from Grimmjow's expression that he had no idea who these people were, nor did he care. Knowing him he probably charged in without any idea on what he was up against, not that he was given the time to do the research.

"Last night I sent two other vampires as backup. Both of them are fine and were taken care of last night. They are in the room next door if you want to talk to them. Grimmjow, I am hinting to you that it might be best for you to start making some friends and resolve some stuff that wasn't settled." Urahara said knowingly.

Grimmjow growled and turned his nose up at the suggestion. He was planning on talking to them anyway since they probably knew that he can perform the Gran Rey Cero. He didn't need to follow some stranger's orders, but he was right even though he had no idea how he would know about that. Ichigo on the other hand had no idea that there were others. It made sense since there was no way Grimmjow and Uryu could take on so many opponents at once, but he didn't really know any other vampires that could help out in that situation besides Nel and it seemed that it wasn't her.

"Now let's talk about your enrollment here." Urahara said. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Ichigo gritted his teeth. He expected that they would be in trouble, but seriously it seemed that there was a problem with the American school system since it had a habit of expelling the victim along with the offender. He wanted to explain that he was just abducted from his room, but it seemed that he knew that already. It seriously wasn't fair that he was getting the axe.

The man with the sandy hair read Ichigo's expression and started to wave his hand as he realized that he misunderstood. "No no, don't think of this as expulsion. You'll still get all of your credits and nothing bad will show on your records. Heck, I'll convince your professors to give you A's, but you need to leave. It's way too dangerous here."

Ichigo's eyes furrowed. "What are you talking about? That's a terrible reason to kick me out." He complained. "I want to finish my classes. Thanks for offering me the good grades, but I don't like being awarded things that I didn't work for."

"Ha," Grimmjow laughed, tired of being on edge about a guy that clearly posed no threat. "That's so like you."

"Ichigo, you really should accept a power up when you are offered one. Don't think of it as being kicked out; think of it as being awarded an early vacation." He said. "Also your powers seem to be awakening and this is not the proper environment for you to learn how to control them. You're going to need to go home to Japan."

Ichigo's eyes grew in his head. "Wait, you know what that was? Do you know what all of this is?" He asked completely baffled.

Kisuke shook his head. "He really didn't tell you anything? That's so like him, alright Ichigo, looks like I'm going to have to be the one to break it to you." He said.

"What are you talking about?" Ichigo asked.

"Ichigo, I'm not sure you are going to believe me when I say this, but you are a shinigami."

A/N: I like plot twists. I've been planning them this entire time too so I'm not just making stuff up. Kubo is what I aspire to be when it comes to crazy plot twists. We all like Bleach so you all probably know what I'm taking about. At this point this story is around as long as Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone so I'm sorry to throw this in now.

Also just a reminder that the vampire concept in this fic is my original idea and the same thing will apply to shinigami. Don't start protesting when the laws of shinigami are different then what you're used to. At least they aren't going to sparkle in sunlight.

Review and stuff to to show your appreciation of my stupid idea to post while in a hotel room on a mountain. Also sorry for talking for so long.