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Crusty blue eyes opened at the sound of retching. Naruto took a moment to look up into the bright morning sky and realize that he was not in his tent. Sitting up, the blond haired jinchuuriki looked around – after rubbing his eyes childishly with the backs of his hands - and took in the state of those around him – most of whom were still asleep. Hinata was laying sprawled out on the dirty ground; a blanket had been thrown over her during the night – presumably by Iruka – and she had a tendency to sigh every so often, as Naruto noticed.

Kakashi – who had also fallen asleep outside the previous night – was no where to be seen so the blond concluded that Iruka must have dragged him back inside after covering everyone with a blanket. Big blue eyes looked down slightly at the thought to find a red bundle of cloth covering him and at the very end of the soft, comforting blanket he saw two sets of feet. He smiled to himself as he nuzzled into the chest of his sleeping Uchiha.

His look turned worried however, after hearing the dark boy groan in his sleep and whimper in pain. Naruto knew immediately what was wrong with his beloved; he had a hangover. 'Speaking of which…' Naruto thought as he turned his head towards the sound of vomiting. Sure enough, his dog-crazed best friend was on his knees throwing his guts up. Naruto cringed at the sight. It was times like these that he was extremely glad to have Kyuubi; who healed him from the torture of being sick. Though truthfully Naruto could not say that throwing up was a horrible experience as he had never actually thrown up in his life…neither had he experienced a head ache like his boyfriend was at the present time. It was times like these that also made Naruto feel terribly different and unnatural.

Naruto sighed as the dog lover calmed himself before tumbling into his tent; presumably for water or some kind of medication to cure his head – which was no doubt throbbing; poor Kiba got all the symptoms of a deathly hangover.

The blond was shaken from his thoughts – literally – as he was promptly thrown off of his lovers embrace. He gave Sasuke a half annoyed, half worried look as the raven gripped at his head before crawling over to their tent and disappearing into the shelter. Naruto hated to see the Uchiha like this; if he could he would take the pain upon himself if only to stop his boyfriend from being uncomfortable. Naruto lay on his back for a few more moments before stretching blissfully. He could faintly hear murmured voices coming from the tent belonging to Sakura. They were female; so it must have been Ino and Sakura. It actually took a lot to give Ino a hangover so it came as no surprise that she was already awake and chatting with her best friend.

The two girls emerged from the pink tent, engaged in a conversation about pitiful boys and their lack of motivation, or – in some cases – too much motivation. It was at this point that the blonde shinobi decided to getup; to check on his father-figure; Iruka had drunk quite an amount of alcohol the previous night and Naruto wondered how he would take to it. To be honest he had never really seen Iruka drink before, not like he had last night. Though he concluded that the man mustn't be too bad or he would have passed on taking care of everybody in his motherly fashion.

As Naruto stood he began to walk over to the tent belonging to his sensei as he kept his eyes on his two female friends who were in the middle of waking an unconscious Hyuuga. As soon as he took a step however, he was hit with an extremely bad feeling in his gut. The blond stopped dead in his tracks, 'what the fuck was that?!' he thought; slightly panicked about the strange sensation running through his abdomen. A certain pink haired teammate of his seemed to notice his predicament.

"Naruto? You're ok aren't you?" She asked in a caring tone, her features betrayed the worry for her blond friend. Naruto smiled and nodded before continuing to his 'father's' tent…ignoring the swirling uncomfortable feeling swelling in his stomach. What the hell was that? It felt like everything in his tummy was rocking around. He could feel a slight burning filling his chest also. Whatever this was he did not like it.

He stopped again, hearing that Ino had gone into his and Sasuke's tent to care to his boyfriend's headache as much as she could; which would not be very successful since curing a hangover with medical skills never seemed to work. Right now Naruto didn't care. He felt weak at the knees. The burning had reached his throat and it was taking all he had to stop himself from letting the tears that had gathered in his eyes from leaking out.

A sudden burst of bubbling gassy eruption however, sent the jinchuuriki to the ground and he abruptly opened his mouth wide to let the burning, sickening concoction spill from his throat. It burned - badly - and Naruto could not keep from letting tears spill down his face. He knew he was throwing up; he had been right in thinking that it was an awful experience, though he was truly confused at why he was retching his guts up. Kyuubi had never let drink damage him in this way before – she had no need to start now.

His blonde sat for a few more moments as he spat the remaining taste from his mouth. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked up the meet the wide eyes of his friends… all of which had no idea what to think; each knew that he never got sick, and everyone knew why as well. Naruto trembled slightly as his pink haired friend ran towards him, he felt so cold, though he had to admit, he did feel better than before; the churning in his stomach had stopped and he felt better than before. More awake too.

"Good god, Naruto! What the hell was that?! You never get sick!"

Naruto could do nothing but shrug his shoulders before the burning sensation came back abruptly and he turned his head to the side just in time to get the horrid stuff out somewhere other than all over Sakura. That was the last time he threw up, but it didn't stop everybody from fussing over him. Well; Iruka – who had come out of his tent after hearing the screeched comment from Sakura – was the one who ushered him into his tent and told him to lay down with Sasuke and sleep a little more, Kiba had also come out of his tent at the sound of someone else being sick – considering it was right beside his tent, it was not surprising that he had heard – as well as the three girls who also looked on with shocked and worried expressions. Iruka ordered everyone to go back to what they were doing and mentioned that they should start making breakfast soon.

As Naruto lay beside his sleeping lover, he made a decision not to mention this to his bastard…it would not do the last Uchiha any good to be worrying over him. Though he would need to have a talk with Kyuubi over this. With that thought in mind, Naruto closed his eyes and reseeded into his mind, where his fox was undoubtedly awaiting him. It had been quite some time since he had been to see her and it was a shame that he would be there to argue over the state of his health.

The large cage looked as morbid as it always did. Though, it was all Naruto could expect from the prison of the most vicious and hated demon ever to have walked the earth. Truthfully, the blond actually liked Kyuubi; she had always been kind to him. Even when he was younger and did not realize she was with him, he had always been protected by her. She was somewhat like a mother now and he spoke to her frequently.

He approached the gates slowly…cautiously. She might have been like a mother to him, but he could tell she was sleeping – as she had not yet greeted him - and just because she was a demon did not make her any less angry when woken up. Naruto knew – through experience – that Kyuubi was exceptionally worse than any normal women should be when it came to being a bitch. Though, he supposed, it was most likely to do with the fact that she was, in fact, a demon.

He lightly tapped on the bars, creating a vibrating ting that sounded through the large chamber. Then he proceeded to call out to her; this was the routine he always took when waking the fox.

"Kyuubi!"

"What?" her voice echoed through the area. It was feminine, soft yet harsh. Naruto concluded that she must have been in her human form…which she usually was now; to be honest Naruto rarely saw her in her fox form any more.

"Why the hell did I…Like…why was I sick this morning?" He questioned as he saw her approaching form. She was wearing her usual attire; an orange, brown and golden kimono, it was short – only reaching to her thighs – with long sleeves covering her hands, the obi was golden and the pattern on the garment was mostly brown with orange flicks around it; it looked like her fox tails only thinner, or trickles of flames and smoke. It clung to her form showing how slim she was, Kyuubi had a very petite image…she had a rather small waist, as well as a fairly none existent chest. Nine fluffy tails feathered from behind the robe; the proof of her identity. Though she was tall – much taller than Naruto, and had to have been only an inch or two below Sasuke's height; who was very tall now and towered over the blond. This only made her seem more intimidating as she stood before him, with a wicked smirk on her face; it was the one she always wore.

"That is none of your concern for the moment kit. You will find out soon enough." Her tone was final, and Naruto knew immediately that he was not going to win this.

"But that was the first time in my life that you've let me be sick!"

"I do not care."

"Kyuubi!"

"I told you. It is none of your concern for the moment. I shall see to it that you are well looked after."

"Well looked after? Yeh cause spewing my guts up is really well looked after," Naruto then frowned at her as she began to giggle. Giggle?! Now he knew that something was very wrong. The nine tailed fox demon does not giggle.

"It is all for the best, kit. Trust me? This will make you happy."

Kyuubi smiled sincerely. The blond was probably the only one ever to have seen an emotion such as love cross her dark face. She had extremely tanned skin…much more so than Naruto's creamy tan, her hair was thick, fiery red. It wove down below her little bottom and ended at her thighs in tight curls; two long orange fox ears poking out of the mass. She was quite pretty, but not the most beautiful creature. Her face was long and slim, her eyes big – there blood red colour still present – and her mouth and nose small.

"What's for the best…me throwing up or what?"

But Kyuubi just smiled, a little sadly, and told him again not to worry.

"Kit, do not worry about you're health; I will make sure you are kept healthy. As I have always done. You trust me do you not?"

"Yes, Kyuu, I do…but-"

"Then do not ask of this matter again! I will tell you when I feel you are ready. Now get out of my lair."

Naruto sighed but turned away from her, closing his eyes he began to drift back into his own mind. Ever since he had started speaking with Kyuubi, he had begun having thoughts about what had happened the day he was born. Because although he knew how truly evil she was, Naruto did not want to accept that it was her who willingly killed so many innocent people.

She had always insisted that he leave the subject alone whenever he brought it up too. Which made his doubts grow. He chose not to dwell on it though; it was probably just wishful thinking on his account. He had begun to love her - like a child would love their mother. Naruto had Iruka to play the part of his father, but he had never known anyone to take to role of his mother. Although Tsunade cared for him, it was more like a sisterly love that he shared with her.

"Kakashi?"

"Yes?"

"We need to talk."

The Jounin stiffened at those words…the words nobody wanted to hear. He knew what those words meant; especially when coming from his boyfriend. It meant this was over. It meant Iruka was finishing with him. That's what it meant.

The two men had not spoken a word to each other since their second day here - after the horrible realization had dawned on Kakashi that Iruka had indeed only looked his way in order to put a stop to the silver-haired mans advances. Perhaps if he could remember what had happened last night, he might think again about such matters, but he could not and so, did not. But Kakashi swallowed his fear and held back the tears that threatened to tear from his blurry eyes.

The two were in their tent again – Iruka having left briefly to see his beloved 'son' regurgitating the contents of his tummy all over the forest bed – Kakashi had his back to Iruka; who was still by the entrance on his knees, the Jounin himself had not yet left his bed and was comfortably wrapped in their sleeping bag. He had a splitting headache – no doubt from the amount of booze he had drank last night.

"I know. I understand. I wish you had said something earlier." He said; his voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeh. I suppose, I was afraid. You know. And I never intended to hurt you in the process, but I guess things don't work that way." The Chuunin's tone was soft yet regret was laced in each word.

Kakashi let a thin tear roll down his face, only to disappear as it made contact with the black mask adorning his face. So this really was the end.

"I…I'm not hurt, Iruka. I just wish things had been different. But it's ok. As long as you're happy with this then I am too."

"But Kakashi. I can't help but feel like I owe you an apology. You see, it wasn't until the other day - when I spoke to Naruto about us - that I realized and, you know; I really saw what a fool I'd been. All this time I've been trying to hide us when the truth of the matter was staring me right in the face."

Kakashi merely nodded. He could see why Iruka was so regretful. If he, himself, had entered a relationship with somebody he was uninterested in then yes, he too would regret having initiated the whole set up. The older sensei wished he could prevent his silent crying, he was thankful that Iruka could not see how wet his face had become with sticky trails of emotion.

"So, Kakashi. I am sorry for having troubled you so."

Iruka wanted more of a reaction from Kakashi. He hadn't expected the other man to simply nod in agreement after pushing him so much. 'His hangover must be really bad; he's certainly not acting his usual self.' The Chuunin made his way silently to the lump under the sleeping bag, Kakashi's back was turned to him, but he desperately wanted to see his face; he hadn't seen beneath the mask in two days. It must have been due to withdrawal symptoms that he was itching to grab the older man in an embrace and rip the damn thing off before smothering him in kisses.

Kakashi felt his boyfriend lay down – above the sleeping bag - beside him. 'Oh no.' he corrected, 'ex-boyfriend.'

"Hey, Kakashi." Chocolate eyes raked over the figure in front of himself; was it just him or was Kakashi shaking?

"We should tell Naruto. I'm sure he'd like to know, since I didn't confide in him that we were a couple in the first place I'm sure he'd be glad that I did listen to his words."

Kakashi didn't answer, so Iruka continued.

"I worry about him you know. His and Sasuke's relationship will bring nothing but tears and heartbreak. He's like a son to me; I don't want to see him when it happens. It will be a terrible sight I'm sure."

"And then there's that monster inside of him. He talks to 'her' you know. I couldn't believe it at first; that the most hated and feared demon ever heard of is actually a hermaphrodite. Who would have thought it huh? And the infamous beast actually prefers to be female! It's quite a discovery. Nevertheless she is still far too dangerous and insane to be conversing with my son! I highly disapprove of the connection. But Naruto seems to like her. And she has always taken care of him. But she didn't have a choice right!? He is her vessel so she must protect him to stay alive."

"But no matter what she can protect him from physically. I have no idea how she plans on mending a broken heart. Which he will have when that snobby asshole Sasuke decides to dump him for a frigging family! How dare he! How dare he toy with my boy's heart like that. And after Naruto went through so much to try and bring him back. All that stubborn kid does to repay him is hurt him more than anyone can. Speaking of which, have you spoken to Sasuke to see if he would consider forgetting about a family?"

Kakashi listened as Iruka continued to ramble about his precious student. His tears had stopped now and his upset had turned into anger as his ex lay spouting nonsense as if nothing had ever happened between them. If Iruka thought this would help he was deeply mistaken; it only made things ten times worse.

"And then this morning! Jesus! What the hell was that, Kakashi!? Naruto has never been sick in all the years I've known him! Never been ill. Never had a cold. He has never even stepped foot inside a doctors. Only to the hospital if he had endured bad physical damage. And then this morning to suddenly throw up! I mean gods! I thought that stupid fox was looking after him. What on earth was she doing!? Sleeping!?"

Iruka was starting to get worried when the silver haired man replied by staying unmoving. Kakashi was never quiet like this.

"Hey…Kakashi?" a grunt was his only retort. "Why don't we go and see Naruto just now. It's been a few hours since he was sick and Sasuke might be getting over his headache now. Not to mention the girls should have prepared breakfast now. Though, I must say I'm sorry for boring you all this time with my mindless blabber. Come on Kakashi…Let's go wake the sleepyheads."

Iruka shuffled to the tent zip before opening it and stepping outside. There he waited patiently while taking in his surroundings.

Hinata and Ino were cooking some kind of soup atop the fire – the same one that had been lit the previous night – though Hinata seemed a little out of it, also a result of the night before. Kiba sat crossed legged further away; his eyes were closed and an ice pack was pressed against his head as Rock Lee kneeled beside him and worried on his condition, though the clueless boy was only making his friend feel worse.

The weather was nicer now; there was a cool breeze but a warm atmosphere. And as Iruka turned towards his sons' tent, he was slightly surprised to see the blond laying peacefully next to the navy blue tent. Though with such a bright light shining down upon it, the material seemed a lighter, shinier blue.

The lovable boy laid spread out on the soft mossy floor – a small cloth underneath him that barely reached from his heels to his neck. The boy was wearing very little. In fact the shorts he had on – bright yellow with orange strips at the waist and at the edge of each leg – looked more like a baggy pair of boxers, which, knowing Naruto, they probably were. The teacher deducted within a few seconds that the teen was sunbathing. No doubt his lover was still feeling unhealthy. Iruka faintly wondered if the Jinchuuriki had told Sasuke about the sickness, but all thoughts disappeared when his boyfriend emerged from the tent; an emotionless mask set upon the only features visible to others.

Kakashi was wearing a clingy white t-shirt and long baggy grey trousers. As soon as he left the tent he immediately headed over to their destination – Iruka in tow.

"Hello Naruto." The silver haired man said as he spotted the blond.

"Oh, Hey Kakashi sensei. Iruka Sensei! What is it you guys wanted? I was just perfecting my lovely tan, hehe."

"Nonsense Naruto," Iruka stated with glee, "You've always had gloriously tanned skin, and it makes no difference how long you stay in the sun."

"Yeh but, it feels good in the sun like this. Really nice. So what do you want?"

Kakashi held his breath. He knew that he should not get so upset over such a thing, but even though they were no longer a couple, Iruka had not uttered the words yet…'we split up'…'We're not together'…'it's over'…and Kakashi dreaded it.

"Well, we were talking and me and Kakashi came to a decision…"

'Oh, god. Here it comes.'

"…we're going to tell everyone that we're together!"

A large grin split the blonde's face, making his equally large cerulean eyes crinkle at the edges. Iruka wore a similar expression. Kakashi, however, stood completely still with a gaping mouth. He knew he looked like a fool. And so to keep his pride and save himself from embarrassment he marched back into his own tent; gaining strange looks from both his 'boyfriend' and his student.

Iruka – who was quite startled by his lovers sudden actions – turned to Naruto and apologized for Kakashi's behavior before following the other man to their tent.

"What the hell Kakashi? What's wrong with you today? There must be something more than a hangover for you to be acting so strangely. I thought you wanted to tell people!" Iruka questioned heatedly as he entered the tent in a flurry. Kakashi did nothing though, he just continued sitting on the ruffled sleeping bag and completely ignored Iruka's words.

"Kakashi?"

Iruka made his way –hesitantly – over to his love. When he saw no signs of protest, he fell to his knees behind the masked shinobi and encircled the man with his arms. The only notion that showed Kakashi's knowledge of the other mans presence was a light shudder as the chocolate eyed Chuunin embraced him.

"I…I thought. I thought you had finished with me, Iruka. Oh gods I-Iruka, I was s-so scared. I truly-ly thou-ought it was o-over." A sob broke from the silver haired mans throat and in a moment Iruka was in front of him; still holding the older man and he rocked them both while reassuring Kakashi that they were fine and that this had only been a small misunderstanding. It took a long while for the Jounin to stop crying but when he did the two found themselves laying together peacefully – Iruka's back to Kakashi's chest and their hands locked for most of the morning; both completely forgot about breakfast.

By midday everyone was settled around the camp – minus Sasuke and Kiba who both had to return to bed shortly after leaving – all of them were included in a conversation about Akatsuki; which had strangely been started by Lee, to everyone's annoyance. They were all feeling uncomfortable with the topic of discussion and Naruto took it upon himself to lead the conversation into another direction as Sakura made a comment on the leader.

"What are those weird dot things on his nose anyway…I thought that maybe they were scars, but from what I won-"

"Hey guys! Iruka-sensei and Kakashi-sensei have something to tell us, don't you?" The blond rudely interrupted his pink haired friend, though the kunoichi didn't mind since she seemed to find their news far more interesting. Iruka blushed but both he and Kakashi had agreed that the Chuunin would be the one to tell everyone.

"Well…me and Kakashi, we're kinda like, um…boyfriends."

The response he got was not one he expected.

Nobody seemed disgusted or angered by the news; in fact, most seemed overjoyed; Lee's immediate outburst was "Yosh! Let everybody bask in the glory of youth and love!" To which his pregnant girlfriend giggled happily. Ino wore a large grin before she leaned over and whispered – though everyone could hear her – into Iruka's ear "I totally knew it!" To which Hinata nodded. It seemed their relationship had not been as unexpected as The Chuunin had thought.

He smiled gently as he looked at his boyfriend. The older man grinned before kissing him lightly on the lips; through the mask of course, since they were in public. Only a select few have seen the gorgeous features behind the mask. Kakashi is certainly hansom, perhaps even more so than Uchiha Sasuke. His nose is slim with a perfectly sphere tip; his lips are thin but full. High cheekbones create a defined manly shape to his entire face. It's a shame the man feels the need to hide himself from the world. Perhaps it was to rid him of fan girls – nobody knows, and it's not likely anybody will ever know.

"Hey Iruka" The Jounin said quietly as he separated fro his love. "I'm just going to go see Sasuke for a bit. Kay?"

He got a nod in reply and quickly scurried to the Uchiha's tent. He received a few questioning glances but no one followed. Upon entering the tent, he received a half hearted glare from the Uchiha- resting in his sleeping bag but unable to sleep – but proceeded over to the young Raven.

Sasuke hadn't got much sleep since his small escapade out of the tent. He had requested that everyone leave him alone. But he had been considering talking to Kakashi about a few problems of his; mainly surrounding a certain blond idiot, a pained heart and a big bad decision.

"What do you want?" he grumbled to the unwelcome guest.

"Oh, Sasuke. Why the mean demeanor? Is that the way you always treat guests?" He said sweetly as he smiled to the grumpy teenager.

"Hn, what do you want?"

"I wanted to talk to you about Naruto." Sasuke groaned; he had seen that coming.

"Well, I don't." And with that Sasuke turned in his sleeping bag and forced Kakashi to stare at his back. It did little to sway his former sensei from continuing.

"I think you should talk about your problems. I know you have been wanting to leave him for a long time now an-"

"Get out…"

"-and I feel like you are making a decision that will not-"

"Get out!"

"-only be upsetting for Naruto. But also for yourself; why on earth would you want to cause yourself such stress?"

Sasuke turned swiftly in the sleeping bag and sat up so that his face was millimeters away from the older mans.

"Get out." He whispered dangerously; daring the silver haired man to continue, which – much to Sasuke's demise – he did.

"Sasuke…talk to me. I promise you whatever you say in here will be kept between the two of us only."

Kakashi watched as his students eyes began to fill with liquid.

Sasuke denied that he was crying. Uchiha's do not cry, especially in front of others.

Reaching out his arms Kakashi took the trembling teen into a hug. He wondered if this was the result of keeping so much emotion locked away; the result of all the pain Sasuke had kept locked inside his heart.

"I-I Don't want t-to leave him, Ka-Kakashi. I want to stay with him a-always…b-but-"

Sasuke could not continue as a sob ripped from the back of his throat and he struggled to breath through the tears. Kakashi rocked the boy, shushing him in attempts to calm him down. It seemed to work for few minutes passed before the younger male collected himself and molded his pained expression back to his emotionless facade. Kakashi sighed at this; would this kid ever learn?

"I think you should leave." He said as he turned his face away and wiped furiously at the tear stains, still sniffling as his nose ran.

"I think you should trust in me. Tell me how you feel, I promise I won't interfere."

"It doesn't matter. I have to leave him and that's that. What I feel doesn't matter!"

"What about Naruto? What about what he feels?" Sasuke stiffened.

"I don't want to hurt him. I will make sure he is comfortable when I leave him. I will arrange for a house and get him settled. It's all that I can do."

"Why not give up; why not just give your goal up?"

Sasuke looked straight into his teacher's eyes…contemplating the words that he had never considered before.

"No. I can't. I have to do this. I must revive the clan. Then I can die in peace knowing that my blood will live on. I have to do this for the family. For them. Now get out."

Kakashi sighed; this was going nowhere. "As you wish." He stopped at the entrance to the tent and turned slightly before leaving, he looked into Sasuke's eyes. The boy was lying again with his blank eyes staring at the roof.

"By the way. Naruto was sick this morning."

The Uchiha's eyes widened. He looked questioningly at Kakashi.

"I don't know Sasuke. Nobody knows why it happened. We'll have to make sure it doesn't again. It could be serious if even the fox can't prevent it. I'm sorry for telling you. Naruto didn't seem to want you to know. Good day, Sasuke." And with that Kakashi left the tent – along with a worried Raven.

The rest of the day was dull. Most of the group retired early to their tents after relaxing in the sun all day. Naruto was the last of them.

He had been out of his tent all day; mostly engaging in meaningless conversations with his friends…nobody had spoken of the morning again – or its consequences – and instead they all chose to forget about it. Naruto couldn't though. No matter how hard he tried, he could not forget about it; but he did try.

The only ones left in the centre were Naruto, Ino and Iruka; though Ino left quickly; her bed was far to enticing for her to ignore – especially with her growing sleepiness. So she left the two men alone for a few more minutes before they too would go to bed.

"Iruka?"

"Uhuh?"

"I'm glad that everything worked out with you and Kakashi. Just like Sasuke said it would. I guess you guys really are meant for each other." He said with a dazzling smile. Iruka couldn't help but smile back, even though he knew part of his sons smile was fake; he could see through the younger male, just like Sasuke could.

"Yes, I'm glad too. I'll see you in the morning Naruto. Take care."

Naruto watched as Iruka left to his tent. He sighed heavily before making his way to his bed and his lover. Sasuke was sleeping already and Naruto couldn't blame him. The poor Uchiha had been feeling awful all day and the Jinchuuriki was glad he was finally peaceful. He took his place – fitting snugly – beside his boyfriend and zipped up the sleeping bag. Two strong arms held him comfortably shortly after he entered the bag and that's where Naruto fell asleep; spooned against his Raven's chest. He had no idea what the next day would bring, and to be honest; he didn't care.

YAY!! Holidays! Whoop whoop! Sorry If this chapter was a little dull or depressing or confusing. The next chapter will be more exiting! Well…Hope you enjoyed R&R Xx..xX