Disclaimer: The characters are Masashi Kishimoto's property, I own the OCs.

Characters age:

Akane: 18 (51)

Itachi: 18 (35)

Shisui: 22

Naruto / Sasuke: 13

Kakashi: 27


"She is in what?" Itachi asked the boys coldly.

"Nee-san is in the psychiatric ward of the hospital," Sasuke repeated slower. Itachi glared at him briefly, not in the mood for his sarcasm. The second he tried to get up, his brother was in front of him. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Akane is not crazy."

"It's not your problem Nii-san, and Mom would kill you if you left your room before you can."

"Only family can visit anyway," Naruto added, oddly quiet. Itachi glanced at him.

"What do you know?" Naruto was clearly uncomfortable.

"I can't tell you." Itachi's frustration was growing. "Mom and Dad were clear about it; Nee-chan's health issues are family issues and family only." Itachi closed his hands into fists.

"Unless you secretly married her, you're out Nii-san." The older Uchiha rolled his eye and lay back down in his bed.

"Can I at least know how she is?" Naruto scratched the back of his head.

"Sad, and thoughtful. Quiet. Ino's dad is taking care of her." A Yamanaka? They were not kidding.

They were just headaches. Then again, Akane had told him she had not told him everything regarding her condition, so who knew?

He'd find a way to see her before the end of his stay.

The second they removed his IV, he started to think of a plan to sneak in her room. It was not complicated. His skills were reduced, but stealing information was painfully easy. It was the beginning of the nightshift for the hospital staff and once his nurse left his room, he left his bed. The psychiatric ward was on the other side of the hospital. Once he was there, he headed for the PTSD section, strangely enough. He thought Akane would be in the depression-area or something, not shinobi PTSD.

He readied himself for whatever he would see on the other side on the door, the '18' on it somewhat intimidating. Itachi had seen people who had lost their mind in his life, had caused it for some of them, but it was someone he cared about now.

Akane appeared to be sleeping when he closed the door behind him. However, she turned on her light quickly and glanced at him.

"It can't be authorized." He shrugged. "Shouldn't you be resting?"

"I can rest here," he said, sitting down next to her. "Naruto wouldn't tell me anything." She looked down in guilt.

"He's having a hard time seeing me here." She closed her eyes when he cupped her cheek.

"Do they know what the cause of your migraines is?"

"The energy of the Claw is accumulating in my brain and feeds the depression and anxiety. It's just explaining what I already knew would happen." Itachi frowned and took her chin firmly between two fingers. She smiled sheepishly. "I hid the ugly truth of my condition to you?"

"How much?" She clasped her hand around his and forced him to let her go. "Akane, how much have you hidden from me?"

"You had a shot at another, happier life Itachi," she mumbled under her breath. "It wasn't your burden to bear this time around but mine." He gulped quietly, not liking the scenarios forming in his mind. "I…" She showed around the room with her finger. "This is my final days." He frowned.

"I don't understand."

"The Shinigami is the god of Death Itachi. They want souls, I die without breaking my seal and my soul goes to their stomach. People are not made to handle their influence on the long term, even Uzumakis." She took a deep breath. "Yuureis have a breakdown at the five-year mark since their arrival, those with the Claws have even more dis…"

"Just spit it out," he demanded coldly.

"I'm going to lose my mind progressively," she finally admitted quietly. "I will lose my grip on what lifetime is reality eventually, get more and more reckless and…"

"When?"

"Ita…"

"When?" he repeated harshly. She pursed her lips for a second.

"Yuureis don't live more than a decade after their arrival in my records." His blood froze in his veins. "Umiko did a little bit more, but she was killed by Madara apparently."

"It's going to be fourteen years," he heard himself say. His dream was slowly shattering.

"I know." He stood up and paced in the room briefly.

"Yuureis came on their own until now, so your case should be different," Itachi reasoned. He had to find something, he couldn't…

"I don't know. What I do know is that Yuureis were glorified sacrifices for the glory of the clan to keep producing powerful fuinjutsu. I'm not here to…have another shot at life, one of my feet never left the Shinigami and…I know how it feels to see the person you love slowly slipping away, I don't want to put you through this."

"The other Yuureis may have had that fate but yours is not set in stone yet." This defeated look wouldn't leave her eyes. He recognized it all too well.

It used to be in his eyes before, when he had come to terms with his incoming death and failing body.

"I'm here, you told me the Shinigami accepted to send me here too, it's not for nothing," Itachi continued, going back to her bed. "We'll find something and then…then we'll be happy." He cupped her face in his hands. He was fighting to keep his cool, fear running through his body. "We'll be happy, and have children, and we'll grow old together." She just…sighed.

"I knew you wanted children," she whispered to herself.

"…don't you?"

"I can't." He moved away, his hands falling on his lap. "You can get me pregnant as many times as you wish, the Claw will kill it. I obtained it knowing it."

The dream he had of having a family with Akane just shattered in his mind.

"I don't want kids." Itachi licked his dry lips. Had he fantasized his whole future assuming Akane would want the same things? He knew her, at least he thought so, so with stability he thought she would want children with him. He wanted to see her pregnant with their baby.

"Why?" he heard himself ask her in a weak, heartbroken voice.

"I've never seen myself as the mother kind of woman," she admitted. He gulped.

"It can change with ti…"

"I already did the whole motherhood thing as well." He froze, thinking he heard her wrong.

"…what?" She cleared her throat.

"I…I had children, when I died." He felt dizzy for a brief second.

"You said you didn't have anyone." She smiled faintly and he took a deep breath, feeling like he was suffocating. "How ol…"

"They were born in December after the war." He jumped to his feet.

"I got you pregnant on our last night together," Itachi whispered in shock. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"…I was shocked to see you, and then we were building a friendship. Then the appropriate time to tell you something like this seemed gone so…I never brought it up." He put the side of his fist against his mouth. "I know I should have told you about them earlier but…"

"You should have," he confirmed harshly.

He had children. He didn't know how it could have happened with Akane's seal but she got pregnant with his child, children even apparently so maybe twins?

He had had a dream once of coming home to Akane and their child before. They had broken up for a while, before they even put a name on their relationship, because he had found her bleeding in her bathroom, and they had a fight about her not wanting to explain herself. Madara implied a few things to him, he went back to her and had that dream the following night.

He never thought it would actually happen. He just…wasn't there for any of it. He wasn't with her during the pregnancy, he wasn't here to listen to their heartbeat for the first time, to be here for Akane when she gave birth to them. He could not hold them when they came in their world, could not watch them grow up, scold them, raise them, tell them he was proud of them and that he loved them.

He had always thought to himself that if he was lucky enough to be a father one day, he would try to learn from his father's mistakes and never let them think their happiness and well-being were less important than duty.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I thought it would make your guilt worst." He scoffed. She was spot on.

He glanced at her but seeing the guilt on her face ignited anger inside of him. He bit his tongue to avoid uselessly lashing out.

"I'm leaving." She blinked and was about to say something, but he was already out of the room. He quickly went back to his room and fell on his bed.

Children.

He had children with Akane, somewhere he could not reach. She had raised them on her own, in Konoha. She no longer was interested in kids now, and she didn't see herself living for long anymore.

Had he been that blind to what was going in her mind?

He didn't know what to think anymore.


"Are you sure you don't want to stay at home a little bit longer?" Aunty asked me as I put a box on my new bed.

"I'm fine, since you and Oji-chan tightened my seal I'm way better." But it would happen again if I didn't finish connecting the Claw to my main seal.

I had spent a week in the hospital and left four weeks ago. I was a lot better, and my migraines were gone. The only thing was that Itachi was nowhere to be seen. I was not…looking for him either because he was the one who should decide when…if he wanted to talk to me again. I did ask about him to Sasuke. He was nervous for a brief second before saying he was fine and was done with resting, that he had gone back to the hospital to know what was next.

Of course, it hurt to hear that from Sasuke, but ultimately, it was the most important. Itachi's health was more important than anything currently. I could, maybe, swing by or…

No, the thought of the Uchiha Compound made my skin crawl.

"What is this?" I asked her when I spotted the frog figure Aunty put on the dresser.

"Naruto's home warming present. He asked me to put it somewhere you would see it all the time." I sighed fondly.

I had spent a lot of time with him and Sasuke. Their relationship seemed like it was before, so it was good. I forced them to volunteer to help me figure out my nodachi and how it worked with my Ice Release. So far, it was making it easier to use and from Naru's frostbitten hands, no one but members of the clan could touch the weapon.

Naru had left a few days ago though, and now I was moving. Aunty could try to hide it like she could, I knew she was sad about her son leaving for two years.

"I've made you your favorites," she added, showing two bags full of cooked meals.

"You didn't have to."

"Let me spoil you now I can." She put everything in the fridge and then popped a bottle of champagne.

"Fancy."

"I get discounts thanks to Minato." We toasted and she left a few hours later.

For the next week, Sasuke came by every morning to drag me to training with him, sometimes still half-asleep. However, I was getting some fresh air, so it was good. Now the fog had lifted from my brain, I needed to find my focus again.

Root was still active apparently. Minato had not told me anything about it, I doubted I was allowed to know anyway, but it was worrisome. I had limited liberties now though. What else…the Akatsuki, of course. The case of the Isle of the Lost getting ready for war, or at least to launch a big attack. As long as I was in Konoha, I couldn't do much regarding any of these though.

Training Sasuke was, ironically, the biggest help I could be right now by trying to keep him on the right path. Tsunade-san had advised me to look deeper in the Yuurei stuff and finalize the Claw.

Meaning, I had to find three or four poor souls to feed it. I should look deeper in the Yuurei stuff though, she was right on that one. I'd ask Aunty to help me find all the similitudes between all Yuureis. To put in writing everything I knew would be good, especially with Itachi's case.

"The secret to be excellent at elemental jutsu is not trying to control the elements. You find a way to work with them and find a balance between using them and controlling them." I barely dodged a lightning bolt that blew up a rock. "Okay, baby steps." He glared at the ground, his fist tight around his katana. "Break time. Your mom is here in a minute." A minute later, Mikoto-san appeared with a basket.

She hugged me very tight and did not mention my awkwardness with her. It was strange to see she was not distant or anything after so long with me. It was strange to eat what she had prepared with both her and Sasuke as I couldn't help but think about my current…lack of situation with Itachi.

When we went our separate ways, she had a knowing smile I wasn't sure how to interpret.

I bought some groceries and went home. I froze in my steps, my keys in my hand when I saw Itachi leaning against the wall next to my door. He heard me and glanced in my direction, straightening up when he saw it was me.

I wanted to say something, but I had nothing. I mechanically walked up to him, opened the door and let him in first. I closed the door behind me and turned around, but I couldn't say anything. Itachi already had his hands on my cheeks and was kissing me. I was taken back, and he slipped his tongue in my mouth when I opened it in surprise. My back met the door and my bag of groceries fell to the floor as I put my hands on his, kissing him back. It lasted for a couple of minutes until we ran out of air. We were both blushing messes and I was almost dizzy from his kiss and the surprise.

"Huh…hi?" I mumbled, confused. "How are you?"

"I'm good." I almost shivered at his smooth, deep voice so close to me. His lips went to my neck, and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep myself from moaning when he sucked on my skin. "I'm all good."

"Ita…"

He slipped his hands underneath my thighs and put me on my table, his lips on mine again. I didn't need to be a genius to know what he wanted but…

"Not…now…" I managed to say between two kisses. He stopped and raised a brow. "I'm on my periods. You know where I stand with that." He pursed his lips, disappointed.

"We can do other things." I blinked and was quickly in his warm and comforting arms. I closed my eyes a little and hugged him back.

"I thought that…"

"I didn't want to say things I would regret," he whispered in my ear. "I should have told you I needed some time, sorry about that."

"…you don't hate me?" He chuckled in my ear.

"I love you silly." It was as if a boulder had been removed from my shoulder and I buried my face in the crook of his neck. "Sorry my love."

"I love you too." His lips grazed over my neck, and he lifted me up again. This time, he put me on the bed, and we lay there, in each other's embrace. I put my hand on his chest. "Is it really…"

"The scarring is going well," he told me. "It's still sore sometimes, but everything is going back to normal."

"And you? Do you already feel different?" He turned on his back but kept my hand on his chest.

"I've had a big surgery, yet I feel more energized." I raised a brow. "It was destroying my stamina, I knew that. There was blood feeding it, and chakra so I was out of breath quickly. Now everything is going where it is supposed to go, I feel lighter."

"You did drop some useless weight." He smiled lightly. I kissed his cheek.

"My chakra is sealed tight and I'm going to have convalescence with Kushina-san." I chuckled.

"Good luck with that!" He chuckled before he looked around.

"It's small."

"It's enough for one person. I have a great price on it, I can't really complain." He pursed his lips.

"How are you?" His eyes found mine. "I never even asked." I pursed my lips.

"On the surface, I'm better. Oji-chan tightened my seal so my headaches are gone, at least for now, and the fog was lifted from my brain." He stared at me expectantly. I sat up and leaned against the wall, my legs on his.

It was a one-person bed after all.

"Let's just say that the Shinigami had a lot of material to play with," I admitted with a lump in my throat. I coughed a little. "I went from trauma to trauma without ever dealing with any of it, I'd find something to focus on instead. The only time I didn't I…" I sighed and he sat as well, cupping my cheeks in his hands.

"Hey, it's okay, you don't have to say anything."

"I do, because it's the root of the reason why I believed the wrong narrative about you." He frowned.

"It is deeper than just me then." I nodded.

"I…When I was being trained by Yagura, it was abuse. Chakra exhaustion and all of that, if I didn't meet his expectations, he'd make me pay in training and all of that but…he was trying to destroy me mentally as well. It makes sense you know, if Tobi wants me to blindly believe he is the savior of this world. He'd tell me all sort of things, like how I was a waste of oxygen, how Fubuki never should have died to save my life, how he was the better sibling and would have done a way better job, how…I was a waste of time and everybody would leave me eventually because I wasn't worth it, and that my mom wasn't even trying to get me back. Which she was, but I didn't know, I was just…" I closed my eyes when Itachi kissed my temple softly. "I never really recovered from the Bloody Mist, it remained stuck in a part of my mind to come back every now and then. When my mom died, I just…wandered aimlessly. Had I not met you…I would have offed myself somewhere and nobody would have ever known." He took my hand and squeezed it. "Then you died, but I was pregnant so when I made up my mind about them, I had to focus on them because I was needed. But there were always times when I would…doubt, about you, about us, and it was a lot stronger here." I sniffed and looked at him. "It wasn't just you and your behavior, remember that." He caressed my cheek and nodded. "Inoichi-san made me talk about all of it. Oji-chan told him my special case that is making everything messier, but apparently Shikaku-san had shared a few thoughts he had about me. He was scarily close to the truth." Itachi smirked. "I'm going to keep going to therapy. Inoichi-san said that traumas not dealt with are like an infection and that the Shinigami is a hospitable environment for its propagation."

"I'm sorry." I blinked, taken back. "I'm sorry you never felt like you could talk to me." I smiled softly.

"The last thing I want is add anything to your burden Itachi." He still looked frustrated. "But, I admit that thinking keeping you in the dark was the thing to do was not okay. I was protecting myself more than you maybe, I don't know."

"…are there other things I don't know about your seal?" I took a deep breath.

"I'm a glorified sacrifice for a lunatic clan…one way or another, what should have happened will fall on me and…our souls are bound to each other, if I die without breaking my seal, my soul goes to the Shinigami, but so does yours." I raised a finger in front of me. "But I'll find a way to break it, so don't worry about it!" He sighed a little.

"It's not my soul I'm worried about." He hugged me tightly. "You know I'm not going to let go of you now, even less than before, right?" I gulped quietly.

"I…I can't give you what you want Itachi."

"I know."

"There won't be kids."

"I know."

"I'm going to lose my mind and die." He took in a sharp breath.

"Not if I can help it, but I know." He pulled me back a little. "You didn't want to break up when I was dying."

"Sure but…I know how heartbreaking it is and I don't want to…"

"I'd rather have that than being apart from you," he whispered against my lips. "I love you; I want to be with you until I can't. It's that simple." I curled my toes, not knowing what to say.

"Your…your dad and…your clan, it's…" He clicked his tongue.

"They're my business, and we are none of theirs." He kissed the corner of my lips.

"You have your family back," I mumbled under my breath. "I don't want you to be ostracized because of your taste in girls."

"I think I have great tastes in one girl in particular." I blushed and looked down. "Akane, you know about how Uchihas love, right?" I nodded. "Then what makes you think those arguments are going to make me back off?" I pursed my lips. He kissed them chastely. "Do you love me?"

"Of course I do, I never stopped," I replied immediately. His eyes sparkled at this.

"It's all I need to hear then." He kissed my cheek. "And don't worry about my dad, I'm happy he's alive but if he can't put his job as a father before his job as a clan leader, then ultimately, it will be his loss, not mine." I hugged him around his neck.

"Are you sure?" He nodded firmly.

"Be mine again sweetheart," he whispered huskily. "I know I am." I stared deep in his eyes for a few seconds. He was honest, and the tiny glimpse of fear about my answer did not escape my eyes. The love, warmth and gentleness didn't escape my eyes either.

"I never stopped either," I whispered back to him. He smiled and kissed me back immediately when my lips were on his.

I was on him on my bed, kissing him and Itachi seemed way too comfortable as his hands were touching me everywhere.

There was a small voice in my mind telling me it was temporary, but I didn't want to listen to it. I didn't want to think of the obvious disappointment Fugaku-sensei would feel either.

"We should move in together." I straightened up, straddling him and looked at him in surprise.

"Aren't you moving too fast? Our relationship started five minutes ago." He sat and grabbed my hips firmly.

"The years before count." He leaned his forehead against my shoulder. "Too much time has been wasted already."

"But what if we're not compatible?" He deadpanned at me. "What? We've never lived together on the long term before."

"We kind of did though."

"Itachi, we haven't been together as adults in years. Let's take things one at a time." He looked away, obviously disappointed. "Don't give me that look 'tachi."

"You're rejecting me."

"You're a drama queen. Seriously, a year ago a relationship with you was the last thing I wanted and here we are." He looked back at me in a second, his eyes very intense out of sudden.

"Here we are," he repeated quietly before kissing my lips. "I just don't want to ruin things again." I sighed softly and cupped his cheek.

"I don't know where we're going, but I do know we can't…get ahead of ourselves. Let's just…enjoy each other for now, okay?"

"We can't." I furrowed my brows. "Your bed's too small Akane."

"Details."

"I guess you'll have to sleep on me." I chuckled and kissed him.

"We'll see."


"Itachi…" Akane moaned, leaning more on the kitchen counter. "Break…breakfast…"

"Already on it," he retorted in a husky whisper, removing his fingers from her panties. He pushed them aside and pushed himself between her folds. She opened her mouth in a silent moan, curling her toes in the carpet beneath their feet.

Of course he was hungry, but hearing Akane moaning his name first thing in the morning as he was pounding into her from behind was way better. They had been in a perfect bubble for the past two weeks. Itachi was fully aware his parents were suspecting something, but he couldn't care less. He would not hide his relationship with Akane or the fact he had not been this happy in years.

They were back together.

There were finally back together.

Akane had told him everything that had been weighing on her for years. It was a lot, but he knew their relationship would only be stronger now.

He would not scream they were together from the rooftop, but he'd be damned if he hid it as well.

"Yes!" Her bed was small, so they were squished together at night. They had limited movements when they were making love as well. However, seeing her with his shirt, the Uchiha crest on her back and panties on when he woke up and he was a goner.

He pulled away. Akane glanced at him with confused, hazy eyes and he smiled, turning her around to kiss her. He put her on the table and they made out a bit, his hands slipping beneath the shirt to fondle her breasts. She lay back on the table and he rolled the shirt above her breasts. He smiled smugly at the sight of the love bites he had left the previous days.

"You're a fan of your own work?" she teased him with a smirk.

"Someone has to be." She raised a brow.

"I don't maybe?" He kissed her.

"Not as you should." She scoffed.

"It's because I said only in places I can hide them, isn't it?" She threw her head back when he thrusted deep inside of her.

"Yes." She chuckled.

"You're a dra…" She moaned and he kissed her hungrily, swallowing the other moans coming out of her as he was ravaging her. Her legs were firmly secured around his waist, and she was so warm, and tight, and wet around him…

She felt so damn good. He could get drunk on just making love to her. He was dying to wake up next to her everyday without having to go back home to get clean clothes, but she wanted to take it slow, so he would.

The last thing he wanted was to make her run away now he knew that…the time he had with her was limited.

"Itachi!" She came around him. He came after a few more thrusts, shooting his seed deep in her before he collapsed on top of her. She hugged him happily and they were quiet for a few seconds. "You were elsewhere."

"Hn." He stood up and pulled out. Itachi was quick to put her panties back on before anything could come out. Akane sat up on the table. "I have to go back at the Compound today."

"You do need clothes." He rolled his eyes.

"I have…meetings as well." She furrowed her brows. "It's nothing to be concerned about."

"It's my default reaction when your clan is mentioned." He smirked faintly.

"I'll take a look at the clan library as well."

"…are you sure the Shinigami is Izanami?"

"They precede the Rikudo Sennin and the Otsutsukis, so I think digging in myths is worth a try."

"If you say so."

"You have no lead, don't shoot my idea down."

"Alright, I won't." She stood up. "I have to get ready to go to the Hyuugas, so let me make breakfast so we can eat." She grabbed two apples. "Do you want an apple too?" He nodded and she started cutting them in small pieces.

He helped her with breakfast, annoyed her when she was in the shower and then getting ready because it would never cease to be one of his hobbies. He left after a deep, passionate kiss when he was about to leave.

"I'll see you tonight," he whispered against her lips.

"Think about dinner with your family too." Of course, he didn't want to be distant from his family, but it was hard not to go back to her at the end of the day. "Spend the night at your place. I'll be here tomorrow."

"You're asking for a lot."

"I'm asking you to sleep comfortably." She kissed his cheek. "You're a big boy, I believe in you!" He rolled his eyes, poked her forehead, and left.

It would be sunny for the rest of the week; he should take her on a proper date.

…they could go back to their spot. He had deserted it until he saw her again on his mission, maybe she would be okay with going back?

The morning was slow. In the afternoon, his father asked him in his study. Itachi had a bad feeling about it.

"What is it?" he asked his father as he sat down.

"Where are you spending your nights?" Itachi was not surprised by his bluntness.

"You already know Father." Fugaku sighed.

"I can…understand a brief affair based upon childhood feelings but…" He frowned.

"It's not brief, or an affair." Like hell would Akane be a mere mistress.

"Itachi…"

"No Father, if you're planning on telling me to stop my relationship with her then don't bother. It's complicated enough without your interference."

"Do I need to remind you that you have a duty to your clan?" Fugaku asked him with sharp eyes. Itachi smirked to himself, but it was empty.

"My personal life is none of the clan's business. If they have an issue with Akane not being an Uchiha, I don't care." Itachi glanced at the file on the floor and took it. There were pictures of young women inside. He closed the file and dropped it on the floor. "I'm not having an arranged marriage."

"Which is why Izumi is part of the candidates." Itachi narrowed his eyes a little. "She's your friend, isn't she? It would be…"

"I'm not marrying Izumi Father, or anyone but Akane. I think I have been very clear for a long time about this."

"Do you know what you're risking by being stubborn about this? Love can grow when you want i…" Itachi stood up.

"Get in your head that I have found a woman I want to marry Father, and she was your student, remember? She was before she had to leave because of this clan."

"Which is why I am disappointed to see she is willing to pursue a relationship with you despite the risks."

"Are you disappointed you couldn't control her?" Fugaku frowned. "I had to convince her I knew what I was doing, so don't worry, you got in her head just fine." Itachi could feel anger just beneath his skin.

Hearing his father talking about Akane like this…was triggering. Knowing he had told her to stay away was…

"Stay away from Akane." Slowly, his father stood up.

"Is this a threat?"

"A warning. Stay away from our relationship if you're unable to put the clan aside." Fugaku crossed his arms.

"You have become selfish." This…hit a nerve.

"I wish I could say I am sorry to disappoint you Father, but I am not." His raised his eyes to his father. "I am choosing myself for once." He left his office.

He was surprised to see his mother in the kitchen. She smiled at him and took his hands in hers.

"I know it is probably not much, but I am glad to finally see you happy with Akane honey." He blinked and exhaled quietly.

"Thank you, Mom." He squeezed her hands. "I am happy." She touched his cheek.

"Don't grow up too quickly though." He smiled faintly and nodded.

In the end, he cared more about his mother's approval than his father's. After all, he would never get his father's approval. It would always be the clan leader, and he would never get it unless he did as he was told.

Too much time had been wasted for Akane and him, he refused to waste a second more.


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