A/N: ATTENTION! Some smut ohhohoh ;)
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Admiral Zhao walked down the corridor of Pohuai Stronghold and confidently strode past the guards on duty and into the watch tower. He'd traveled there because of an invitation extended to him by the Princess herself, but for what he didn't know yet.
He'd always admired Princess Azula, even though she was almost half his age. Her constant cool demeanor and clever wit had always reminded him so much of her father, the esteemed late Fire Lord Ozai. It was such a shame they'd brought that spoiled prince back from his banishment to take the throne. Zhao had always thought Azula to be more fitting to inherit…
"Ah, Admiral Zhao. Welcome to Pohuai Stronghold," Azula greeted with a pleasured glint in her eyes.
"Princess Azula, I was grateful that you extended this invitation to me. What may I do for you?" Zhao asked in a humble bow. Any service to Fire Lord Ozai's prodigy daughter would be an honor to him.
Azula smiled as she toyed with the letter in her hand. Things couldn't get much better for her now. She'd waited for her opportunity, and now it was handed to her on a silver platter.
And who would have thought it would've been delivered to her by a silly Water Tribe girl?
It was my next mission, and things seemed to be going smoothly. I'd seen Zuko a few times since I'd taken Shinji to the palace, but nothing monumental had happened in that small span of time.
Well, I couldn't exactly say that. I did catch Akemi and Makoto making out in the alleyway next to the tea shop, but it felt more like I caught my parents kissing than my two close friends. Yuck.
But, like I said, my second mission had gotten closer, and soon enough we were off to the Western Earth Kingdom, near one of the Fire Nation's most famous fortresses, Pohuai Stronghold. Zuko was to attend a large party nearby the fortress in honor of the Fire Nation's most recent battle success. They'd taken control of yet another Earth Kingdom city, expanding their boundaries even closer to Ba Sing Se now.
Zuko was hesitant at first to accept the party invitation, being that he was so busy around the palace, but after a little persuasion on his Uncle's part to "relax and enjoy his youth," he gave in and accepted. I'd run into them one day after practice as they walked out of Zuko's training session the same time I'd left mine. Zuko was able to rearrange his schedule again to his normal training slot since things had slowed down around the palace. So, it turns out he wasn't really ignoring me. He was actually just very busy.
"Come now, Zuko. You're barely twenty years young, you should be attending a party or two!" General Iroh noticed my presence and a devious look passed over his face for a fleeting moment. "Ah, Miss Katara, good afternoon."
"Good afternoon, General," I smiled and curtsied.
"And will you be attending the party? My nephew here seems to think it's a brainless excuse for officials to get drunk and leave with women who aren't their wives."
"Uncle," Zuko groaned.
"I don't think I'll be in attendance. The invitation hasn't been extended to Task Force members…"
"That's a shame. I was just merely explaining to him that it will be an excellent opportunity for Zuko to relax and enjoy his youth."
"I don't think the word 'relax' and Zuko go in the same sentence, sir," I joked, earning a laugh from General Iroh.
"I suppose you're right, Katara. Maybe my nephew is just nervous his dancing skills are not adequate of a royal."
"Alright, alright, you two. I'll go if you'll stop pestering me. I've got a meeting to attend in a half-hour, so if you'll excuse me." He bowed and stalked off, but not before he was out of hearing range, I whispered loudly and quite obviously to General Iroh.
"Is 'meeting' code for dance lessons?"
We clutched our sides in laughter as Zuko stormed down the corridor in annoyance.
"Alright, rendevous points are here and here," Lieutenant Dao pointed to the locations as he spoke. We all nodded attentively and memorized the paths he'd instructed us to take in case of an emergency. "We aren't expecting any problems here since it's technically Fire Nation territory, but keep your eyes peeled. Just outside of the boundaries are newly acquired colonies and we don't want to take any risks."
The group nodded again in unison. Zen was shooting me malicious glares from across the circle and Makoto wasn't assigned with me to this mission, so I felt a little bit vulnerable. But then I found out Ryou was, so I felt a bit better knowing I had someone to watch my back.
"Alright, let's move out," Lietuenant Jin ordered.
The Admiral's home that would be used to host the party was a day and a half trip from where the ship was docked. We'd have to set up camp overnight somewhere along the way. We each pulled ourselves up onto a saddled Giant Eel Hound and tightened ourselves into formation around Zuko and General Iroh.
We'd just about hit the three hour mark into our trip when the sun was at its highest, and in the Fire Nation, that meant it was hot as hell. Little by little, members of the task force shed gloves, shirts and undershirts until all they wore were pants and shoes, their bare chests glistening with sweat. I, on the other hand, didn't have the luxury of stripping down to my bare skin, and was stuck in a long sleeved uniform shirt that was uncomfortably sticking to my sweating arms, stomach, and back.
I watched as the guys breathed sighs of relief as they shed layer by layer of clothing. Lucky bastards.
I tried my best though, and tied my hair back so it didn't stick to my neck and felt some degree of relief.
"A little too hot for you, Katara?"
"Shut up, Ryou," I grumbled, wiping the sheen of sweat off my forehead.
He rode away, laughing, leaving me riding awkwardly next to Zen. I tensed up, wondering if he'd try anything, but he barely even glanced in my direction and firmly kept his attention on the path in front of us. That was strange. I'd half-expected him to run my Eel Hound off the side of a cliff.
We'd made it through the hottest hours of the day, but barely. The sun started to set as we were about an hour away from where we'd stop for the night and I could feel the heat exhaustion creeping in.
"You alright?" Zuko asked as he strode up on his Eel hound in shirtless glory to match my pace.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I choked out, my cheeks flaming in embarrassment. Oh for the love of Tui! You lived with two guys who walked around shirtless whenever they had the chance. This is nothing new, Katara!
"Really? Because you look like you're about to pass out."
That was probably true, but I wasn't going to tell him his abs were giving me a heart attack.
"Trust me, I'm fine." I tried to pull my eyes away from his chest in an effort to control the drool that was threatening to ooze from my mouth, but he was mesmerizing.
I was turning into a pervert.
He seemed to notice me staring and cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Agni, could you put on a shirt or something?" I asked quietly as I tried to busy myself with tying my hair back again. I bit the ribbon between my teeth as I pulled my hair up, smoothing the pieces away from my face and neck.
"What did you say?" Zuko asked, his only eyebrow rising in question.
"Nothing, Zuko," I started, trying to speak around the ribbon between my teeth. I was just saying that-"
Ping.
It felt like something had just whizzed by my face and hit into the tree next to me, maybe a bird or some other kind of animal? But when I looked to my left and saw the ribbon that was between my teeth no more than three seconds ago pinned to the bark, I realized that it was not an animal.
It was an arrow.
And whoever shot that arrow was either a horrible shot, or a frighteningly flawless shot. And by the way my ribbon gently swayed in the breeze, I was going with the latter.
"Zuko, what the hell was that?" I asked shakily.
"Get down! We're under fire!"
And then the chaos ensued. Arrows fired from invisible sources, undetectable and unexpected. I watched as two Eel Hounds were taken out, their riders falling to the ground with them.
"Up in the tree! Three o'clock!" Dao called out in warning.
"Get those two up! We have to keep moving!" Zuko shouted, pulling out one of his duai dao swords.
"Where can we go? They've got the advantage!" I asked, pulling out a sword of my own, but not sure what I was going to do with it. The arrows were barely detectable and I wasn't sure if any attempt I made at intercepting their path would work. I felt a tickle on the back of my neck, then heard the sound of an arrow being fired behind me, but turned the Eel Hound in time so it just grazed the side of my abdomen.
"Shit," I grunted, pressing my hand to my side and pulled it away, finding more blood than I expected. Maybe "grazed" wasn't the right word. And then, another shot burst through the trees, and with sharp eyes, I pinpointed two shooters hidden in the branches. But I lost sight of them as I felt myself begin to tip over. I hadn't been hit again, but my Eel Hound had, and I struggled to free myself from beneath its weight.
"Split up and meet at rendevous point B! I'll take the Fire Lord and Katara. Dao, take General Iroh and the rest of the boys. Try to lead them away, maybe you can divert their attention! Let's go, move!"
I'd gotten myself out and scrambled up in time to see Zuko riding toward me, hand extended. I reached out, grasped his arm and let him swing me up behind him.
"Hold on!" he ordered as he pulled us off the path and deeper into the woods, following behind Lieutenant Jin. Arrows whizzed past us from every direction as we weaved our way through trees, and it amazed me how quickly the shooters were able to follow us while staying hidden in the trees. Another arrow flew by Zuko's head, a little too close for comfort if you asked me.
I loosened my grip on his waist and began pushed myself up, only to feel him grab my wrist and hold me in place.
"What are you doing!"
"They're shooting at you!" I pulled myself up higher, trying to cover more of Zuko's back with my own body.
"So what!"
"Just focus on your front! I'll cover your back!"
"Katara, sit down!"
I placed one hand on his shoulder, my arm around his waist while tried to ignore the fact that he still wasn't wearing a shirt, and ignored the protests from my side as I moved.
We were moving so quickly now, I couldn't see the trees clearly as the approached and passed us, but only felt the brush of leaves and branches against my face when we didn't duck in time. But the arrows were still coming.
"We're being herded!" Jin called out ahead of us.
He was right. The arrows didn't seem to be coming from a random location. Their trajectories were timed and predetermined and if I knew how to read these types of situations, we were being driven into some sort of trap.
"We need to veer right!" Zuko shouted to Jin.
"Are you nuts? We'll be riding right toward them if we do that!" I shouted back as I looked over my shoulder. I could see forms moving in the trees now. They'd descended a bit, and that didn't seem to look like a good sign.
"It's our only chance of losing them! We can sneak under and maybe slip through their range long enough to get ahead! NOW!"
Then, we turned so violently we were almost thrown from the saddle, but Zuko's grip on the reigns kept us mounted. And for a moment, I thought we weren't going to make it. The arrows were coming straight at us now, and I was suddenly very nervous that Zuko's front was wide open.
"Zuko, please turn."
He ignored me and pushed forward, weaving through trees and arrows.
"Zuko, turn!" My voice was more urgent now, an edge of desperation seeping through. But he ignored me yet again as an arrow flew by our side, just narrowly missing us. I watched in slow motion as a shooter took aim from a tree branch just over our heads a few yards away, pulling his arm back and aiming straight at us.
"Zuko! TURN, DAMN IT! TURN!"
And as the shooter let the arrow go, Zuko jerked the reigns to the side, nearly driving us into a tree so the arrow just skimmed by us.
I heard Jin give a holler of approval ahead of us as we broke through their barrier, their shots dwindling by the second. We'd gained some ground, but I wasn't sure how long our victory was going to last.
"Keep moving till we're out of range! Pick it up!" And then with a kick of his legs, we were moving faster. The arrows became fewer and fewer, and then they just seemed to stop.
We rode in silence for a long time, the only sounds we could hear were the pants of the Eel Hounds and quick treads of their feet. Jin slowed his pace after a few more minutes of silence to fall back next to us, matching our pace.
"Have we lost them?"
"I can't be sure of it," Lieutenant Jin answered as his eyes scanned the trees. "But it seems like we're alone."
"We should keep riding until nightfall. Darkness will give us a better cover," I said as I relaxed my stance. My muscles ached from keeping my body coiled so tightly around Zuko, and my side was still bleeding, but not as heavily as before.
"Alright. By the looks of it we won't be riding for much longer," Zuko said as he looked at the sky. "Let's loop back around and try to meet the others at the rendevous point."
"Yes, sir."
The rendevous point was a lake at the base of the mountain, about a half a mile off the path where we'd been ambushed. It wouldn't be hard to find if we could find our way back to where we'd been ambushed. We rode toward the direction we came from, but not taking the same path. That would be tremendously reckless, not to mention absolutely stupid, but after a few minutes of riding, it was clear that we needed some sort of direction. Everything where we looked were trees, and at the moment, that was not a very comforting sight.
"Lieutenant Jin?"
"Yes, sir?"
"Have you got any indication of where we are?"
"Uh, no sir. I'd need some kind of landmark to determine that."
"So, we're lost," I said flatly.
"That seems to be the case."
"Alright, we'll keep moving till we find something that can help us locate our position. What kind of landmark are we talking about here, Jin?" Zuko asked.
"A river, mountain range, lake? Anything that would be on a map."
So, we decided our best bet would be to just go straight until we eventually hit something, hopefully before complete darkness set in. And, luckily, we did hit something about a half-hour later: a river.
We dropped down from the saddles and led the Eel Hounds over to the water to let them drink.
"I think I've got our position, but it doesn't look too good," Lieutenant Jin announced as he looked at the map, Zuko next to him with a small flame in his palm. "Katara, could you grab the compass from the pouch on my saddle?"
I stepped onto the foothold of the saddle to rummage through his bag, my hand finding the compass in the side pocket. "What do you mean?" I asked, dropping down and handing him the compass. I held my side as the pain began again, but tried to relax my position when I felt Zuko's eyes on me.
"Well, if I'm right, then we're about ten miles off the path."
"How did we stray that far away?" I asked in disbelief.
"We must've been moving a lot faster and a lot longer than we thought."
"So, what should we do?" I asked, looking between the both of them.
"Let's set up camp for the night. We're not going to make much progress in the dark," and then Zuko looked at me. "And we've got a few injuries that need tending to."
We set up camp a bit farther in the woods, a walking distance from the river but still with cover from the trees. Lieutenant Jin and Zuko set up the tent and I collected firewood. We already had a small fire going, but we needed to bundle up more for the night.
"Isn't this not a very safe idea, lighting a fire?" I asked as I approached the two and dropped the bundle on the ground. When I stood up, grimacing, I noticed Zuko watching me again.
"We'll keep it small," Zuko said, walking toward me. "The wood is dry, so there won't be too much smoke." His hand came up toward my face, and plucked something from my hair.
"You've got a few leaves, well, everywhere."
I couldn't help but laugh as I raised my hand to my hair and felt that the majority of it wasn't actually hair, but greenery and branches. We plucked them one by one until the majority were out and scattered on the ground around us.
"You've got a few too," I pointed out. Zuko's hair must have come loose somewhere along the way and had a few leaves scattered about. I reached up without thinking, but winced involuntarily as my wounded side stretched again.
"Katara?"
"I'm fine, just a cut," I breathed out with my hand on my side.
"You're hit," he said, pulling my hand away and leaning down to inspect it. His hand gently moved the torn fabric away until he could see skin. "Agni, Katara. Why didn't you say something!"
"It's not that big of a deal," I muttered.
"Like hell it isn't. When did you get hit?"
I sighed. "Back when we first got ambushed."
He made a hissing sound of disapproval and pulled me over toward the tent. "You should've said something. It could be infected by now."
He ducked inside and grabbed the first aid kit, then pulled me over toward the fire for better light.
"Sir?" Lieutenant Jin appeared behind Zuko as he knelt down to inspect my wound.
"Yes?" he asked as he pulled some sort of vial from the kit and poured it on his hands.
"I'll be down by the river for a few minutes trying to get a better idea of our position. Call iff anything happens, I'll be here in an instant."
"Alright, likewise."
Zuko tried to work around the fabric of my uniform to be respectful, but I could tell it was beginning to frustrating him. "I don't mean to make you uncomfortable, but could you take this off? I can't disinfect it properly if you don't," he said as he tugged on the fabric of my uniform shirt.
"Uh, okay," I blushed, carefully tugging the knot loose and letting the material slip off my shoulders so I was just standing in leggings and my bindings.
"I'm sorry," he said as he began working on the wound again. He poured some liquid on a cloth and began to wipe the surrounding area, preparing me for the pain I knew was going to come next.
"It's not too deep, but this is still going to hurt," he said as he held the vial up. I nodded, lip between my teeth, ready for the pain. But instead of pain, I felt Zuko bring my hand to his shoulder and give it a gentle squeeze.
"Squeeze," was all he said before pouring the antiseptic. As the pain began, I thought I'd be able to handle it. It didn't seem too bad at first, but as he poured more of the liquid over my wound, it began to sting, then throb, and then feel something like someone was digging into the wound. But before I knew it, the stinging sensation was gone and Zuko was covering the cut with some gauze and taping my side so the wound was securely covered. As his hands worked over my skin, I fidgeted, feeling slightly nervous. "Stop moving, I don't want to hurt you."
"Sorry."
Silence. More touching that had my face flaming. His fingers gently brushed my side, his touch as light as a feather.
"Alright, you're done."
"Thanks," I said as I pulled my hand away from his shoulder. When my hand was removed, I realized how tightly I must have been holding onto him. I'd left red intents from my fingernails. "Oh, wow. Sorry, I didn't think I'd held on that tightly."
"It's alright," he brushed it off, beginning to put the supplies back in the kit.
"Wait," I started, slipping my top back on, cautious not to make any sudden movements that would agitate my side. Zuko wasn't hit by an arrow, but while trying to out-run the archers, he'd taken the brunt of the tree branches. His face, chest and arms were covered in little scrapes. "It looks like you've been mauled by a cat."
Zuko looked down to inspect himself and laughed, realizing that I was right. I instructed him to sit on the ground against a log nearby and rested the first aid kit next to him. I poured some of the antiseptic on a gauzy pad and started with Zuko's arms, brushing along the deeper cuts first and then moving to the smaller ones. His arms seemed very strong, the muscles taut and firm under my touch. Years of fire bending had sculpted his body magnificently, I realized as I moved onto his chest.
"Does it hurt?" I asked quietly, without meeting his eyes while cleaning a larger cut on his chest. My heartbeat kicked up, violently pumping in my chest because of our close proximity. And touching him wasn't making it any easier.
"No," he answered, voice level. For a moment, I thought he wasn't affected the way I was. He seemed so calm, and it made me feel a bit foolish, getting hot and bothered in this kind of situation when he wasn't. But when I moved up to clean a cut on his face, I realized that probably wasn't true. He was watching me so intently, I felt my heart skip a beat.
I pressed the sterile pad against his unscarred check, gently dabbing at the cut on his cheekbone. I rested my hand on his opposite shoulder for balance, but that only seemed to make the tension between us worse. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes like he was in pain.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked with a shaky voice. In a way, you could say I liked that he was losing control of himself around me. But I didn't like that I was losing control of myself too.
"No, not hurting, but you're definitely doing something to me, Katara," he answered hoarsly, his eyes opening to lock on mine. As I realized the hidden meaning behind his words, a rush of breath slipped past my lips, drawing his attention to them. "You can't do that," he almost groaned, his tongue sweeping out to brush over his bottom lip. I felt something in the pit of my stomach, like a hunger. It was new and exhilarating, and extremely frightening.
"Do what?" I could see his hands balling into tight fists on his legs. I was unconsciously leaning toward him, my body acting on instinct. Both of my hands were on his shoulders now, first aid forgotten, fingernails digging into his skin.
His hands brushed against my hips, hesitantly, like he was still trying to control himself. It looked like he was struggling and I knew exactly how he felt, but apparently, I had less self-control than he did.
"This," he said as his hands ran up my hips to stop on my waist, inches of air separating our faces.
"Why?" I breathed, leaning closer. My breath came out in little embarrassing pants that I was sure were a lot heavier than I thought they were, and I licked my lips in anticipation. Zuko's fingers nearly dug into my waist, just above my wound, but I didn't mind.
He let out a gruff sound again, pulling me closer to him. Our lips were so close together now that we were breathing in each other, both reluctant to make the first move, but desperately hoping the other would have the courage to.
"Zuko," I breathed out, slipping my fingers through his hair.
That was his breaking point.
He grunted and pulled me flush against him, tongue delving into my mouth. His fingers weaved through the strands of hair at the base of my neck, pressing me closer to him, tasting every inch of my mouth. His tongue made mesmerizing circles around mine, and any nerves I'd had about kissing Zuko had completely melted away. Spirits, it was wonderful.
He pulled me into his lap and I straddled my legs around his hips, letting my chest press right up against his. My arms were wrapped tightly around his shoulders, one hand still holding a fistful of his hair. I didn't know if there was any human way possibly for us to get any closer.
"Your side," he said between kisses.
"Doesn't matter."
I moaned into his mouth, self-control thrown out the window, and I felt something go hard beneath me. Oh, my.
He broke the kiss, for what I assumed was to give me a break to breathe, but I wasn't having that. I pulled him to me, letting my tongue swipe over his bottom lip before slipping it into his mouth again. He groaned into my mouth, growing harder beneath me. And then I rolled my hips against his hardness, feeling an unknown twinge between my legs. My voice slipped out in another moan without my permission.
"Agni," he grunted roughly, hands gripping my hips. I rocked against him again, forcing sounds from the both of us this time. His hands guided my rhythm, our kisses becoming hungrier, greedier. I felt something building up between my legs, my movements becoming less controlled and more instinctual.
And then something happened, like an explosion of some sort, but it was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt. I moaned again, my body twitching in waves of pleasure. I could feel his heartbeat underneath my palm, thrashing erratically. I rested my forehead against his, my breath coming out in little gasps as I tried to catch it again. His hand gently moved hair away from my face and over my shoulder, then pressed his lips against mine gently once more, so sweetly it hurt my chest.
"That was a kiss," he smiled with such a serene expression in his eyes.
The only sounds I could hear around us were the cracking of the fire and the wildlife around us as I realized what had just happened.
What I just let happen.
I scrambled out of his lap, and stood up on shaky legs, hand covering my mouth in disbelief. I could feel Zuko watching me, taken aback. I'd all but shoved him to the ground, not even thinking twice about how I could hurt him by doing that. Zuko began to stand up, forming words that I would never hear.
Because I bolted across the clearing.
I weaved my way through the trees, approaching a surprised Lieutenant Jin as he was returning to the campsite.
"Katara! Where are you going?"
"Uh, I- I just need to wash up at the river for a few minutes," I stuttered as I pushed past him, averting my eyes and self-consciously patting my hair down. I was sure I looked like a wild-eyed mess, hair mussed and lips swollen, and prayed that he didn't comment on it.
He was watching me carefully, but he didn't press it. "Alright, but don't be gone long. We've got to go over our schedule for tomorrow."
"Yes, sir." And then I turned and ran to the riverbank, resisting the urge to dunk my head in and settling for splashing my face with water.
I needed to cool my head, think about the consequences of what I'd just done even though it made my legs limp and my heart throb. But it didn't matter how I felt because it was still a mistake. Kissing Zuko, getting this close to him, was never something I was supposed to do. It wasn't even something I was technically allowed to do by society' standards, but that hadn't seemed to stop me.
I stared at my reflection in the water, inspecting my face and the remnants of Zuko's touch. My hair had been wild before we'd kissed, but now, I resembled a bush. It would have been comical if I wasn't so scared of what had just happened. Then my eyes traveled over my cheeks, which were flushed with heat, and down to my swollen lips. I brought my hand up so my fingertips brushed over my bottom lip. I could almost feel Zuko's lips there pressing urgently against mine, his tongue slipping through them-
Stop!
I splashed more water on my face, taking deep breaths. I didn't know how I was going to face him now, let alone sleep tonight, after running away like that. I just had to tell him it was a mistake and I didn't mean for it to go as far as it did.
You mean orgasming in his lap?
I wish I could slap my conscience in the face, but since I couldn't, I settled for just splashing more water on my face.
Ping!
I looked to my left, finding an arrow sticking out of the ground next to me.
"Shit," I said as I shot up and grabbed for my sword, but then realized I didn't take it with me. "Shit!"
I backed away from the riverbank, watching the tree line for any indication of where the shooter was. But the arrows didn't come. I started to turn to make a dash back to camp when they started. The first arrow hit just as I turned, pinning my sleeve to the tree next to me. I tried to yank it free, but it wouldn't budge.
"Come on," I begged. Another arrow flew out of thin air and pinned my other sleeve to the tree, restraining me. "No, no."
I tried to tear the material away from the arrows, thrashing about like a fool, but I knew it wasn't working. I needed to warn Lieutenant Jin and Zuko, but just as I was about to yell, someone gagged me.
No, no, no, no.
And then I got a visual of the archers as they descended from the trees and approached me. They were dark skinned, with tribal markings adorning their faces, each carrying a quiver of arrows on their backs.
One of them walked over to and dislodged the arrows from the tree trunk, then quickly tied my hands together behind me back. I tried to shake off his grip, but he was too strong. Another walked over with a cloth in his hand, and before I realized what he was going to do, he'd covered my mouth and nose with it, forcing me to breath in a sickly sweet scent. I tried to pull away, but he grabbed the back of my head and nearly smashed it into his palm so I couldn't escape.
My eyes went wide with fear right before my knees hit the ground.
A/N: Oh boy! I had fun writing this one (especially that steamy make-out scene)! Hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Sorry if the smut offends anyone but it happened people. Sorry, haha.
Review please! You reviews for the last chapters really pushed me to write this one, hence the smaller gap between updates! Thanks, enjoy!