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Sorry guys, things have been well... stressful =_=;

First, which is minor but does affect my productivity, at work I have been moved to a computer in front of my boss because the new girl needed my desk, [though I have a strong suspicion that a co-worker of mine has made me out to be a slacker so my boss wanted to keep an eye on me, get rid of one problem and another presents itself ugh.] And well at work was where I got 70% of my writing done during my downtime at work, I haven't even updated my blog.

Second, my wrists aren't any better and I don't have an appointment with the doc till the 23rd, so I have to deal with the pain and stupid fingers for 3 MORE WEEKS. It is seriously cramping my writing.

Third, I've developed pain in my feet and ankles [started beginning of February], the foot doc says I have very flexible ankles so it's mostly my tendons that hold me up, and my sudden zealous exercise really worn them out, so I'm getting custom supports that will give my tendons a break, he told me i should have them in 2-3 weeks so until then I can't even get on the treadmill =_= Maybe the elliptical if I can squeeze in the time.

So I'm currently in alot of physical pain that pain meds aren't really taking the edge off, that and I'm frustrated that once I'm getting my life together my body decided to fall apart on me. I've become moody and slipped back into old habits of staying up late, sleeping in, eating, and just being all over unproductive because I'm pretty demotivated [is that a word? meh you know what I mean], and this is only increasing my frustrations. My temper has gone from lengthy to having a hair trigger. My reactions to BS have been quicker and quicker.

So if I'm not talking to anyone please don't think I've forgotten you, I may just be really tired since I don't often take pain medications, frankly I hate taking them, and I'm often feeling worn out or just really moody and not in the mood to talk. On the other hand I really cheer up when people message me so don't feel like you'd be being a bother. I get bursts of energy and poke people but again since my boss can watch my screen it may not happen often during the weekdays. Weekends I'll hopefully be more available, I was planning on playing 'catch up' this weekend buuuutttt this weekend was in short a freaking disaster so I was unable to touch my computer until earlier today and well had to do my tax returns and such. So this week or weekend I'll get back to my writing.... I hope.

I'm taking a couple of writing courses as well in pursuit of earning money to move out and to hopefully achieve my dream of having the writer's life, a life of freedom away from the 9-5 desk job, being able to work from home anywhere and not have to answer to anyone but myself. So researching, reading, and practicing will be taking a chunk of my time as well.

I do love my current job, I really do, my co-workers are nice, it's wonderful seeing my aunt almost every day and my boss is pretty chill, it's just not what I want in life. That and the amount of stupid customers I deal with on a regular basis really pisses me off xD but alas that is what happens when you work with the public.

So again, I'm trying to pull everything back together, and those that have stuck with me thank you so much for your patience >.<
Jirou's POV

My body was covered in sweat as Kairi and I caught our breaths. My feelings were still very conflicted about what we were doing. I loved Kairi but all she seemed interested in was jumping on... well... little Jirou. Weren't couples suppose to go out on dates? Go for dinner? A movie? It kinda hurt that Kairi didn't seem to want to do all that. As soon as she came over my pants were off, and it feels good I'll never say it doesn't, but it just didn't feel right.

She kissed me and I kissed her back, I grunted when she shifted herself upon me, come on Kairi I'm sensitive after this stuff you know that. "You're such a stallion," she purred at me. My face went red, I don't like this dirty talk, can she stop it? It's embarrassing.

"Th-thanks..." I muttered. She giggled and stole another kiss from me.

"Sorry, you are so cute when you're embarrassed," she explained, she moved her body against me again, making me curl my toes and give a groan. She wanted to go again I could tell, but I just... didn't want to.

"Kairi stop..." I sighed.

She blinked at me, she had this surprised look like I'd just slapped her. "Can't we take a break from this?"

"Why? You don't like it?"

Oh god she sounded upset, no no I didn't want her upset. "N-No it's just... I wanna do more then just... this."

"So you don't like it," she reaffirmed going to get off me. I took a deep breath and sat up grabbing her arm.

"No Kairi... I don't want our relationship to be just sex, I donno what kind of relationships you were in before me but they musta been real shitty," I explained, even though... didn't Kairi tell me I was her one and only? Why would she think a relationship can be just this? 

I gave her a soft smile to reassure her seeing she was a bit confused, I pulled her closer into a hug, little Jirou reacting to feeling her breasts on my chest but I ignored him, he got more then enough attention. "Look, a healthy relationship is us enjoying our time together not just goin at it," I put my finger under her chin and had her look at me, "How about today we go out, grab some dinner and see a movie? A nice change of pace and I can treat you like a princess okay?" I asked.

I was confused when she still seemed hurt, why is she hurt? Isn't this a good thing? "I-I don't know..." Kairi replied.

"Why? Kairi I don't understand is this really all you want to do with me? This isn't healthy..."

"Because I lost my last few relationships because I refused to give it up, and now that I gave it to you... I don't want to lose you... I love you Jirou.." she looked like she was verging on tears. Oh god please no not tears, was it really that bad of a suggestion?

"L-Look Kairi I love you too. Those guys are assholes okay?"

"You don't sound very sure..."

"I'm sure I swear to you! I don't think just us... well you know... just doing stuff in my room all the time is a good thing..."

Kairi looked down, man why am I such a screw up? I shouldn't of said anything... if the sex makes her happy I means it's all good right?

"I guess we can go for a date... If it'll make you happy..." she submitted. 

I blinked, was she really so against going on a date? "I promise you'll like it okay? Don't you trust me?" I asked trying to be light hearted, but part of me was already kinda regretting it. But she got up and got dressed as I had wished. I followed suit, determined for her to have fun on this date. I loved Kairi but I just wanted more from this relationship... was I wrong?

Later that night I had showered and was standing in front of the mirror. I felt guilty as I dried off my hair. The date wasn't really all I hoped for... Kairi didn't really seem to have much fun, she just kinda kept gazing at me and seemed upset whenever I looked away from her. I don't get it, what am I doing wrong? 

I heaved a sigh and looked at the mirror. I'm just trying to be a good boyfriend, I love Kairi, I want to give her the best I can give her... but is my best really just keeping her cooped up in my room and bedding her? That doesn't seem right...

It's because you don't really love her

I blinked at the voice, it sounded... like Taro's. I looked around but the asshole wasn't there. "The fuck?" I muttered. I looked at the mirror again and... am I glaring at myself?

Come on Idiot, figure it out

My mirror self's mouth moved but Taro's voice came out.

Shes just using you, that's why she doesn't want a healthy relationship with you. You're her little sex toy

"Th-thats not true..."

You're miserable

"Not I'm not, I-I'm just figuring out this relationship thing..."

You're just lying to yourself Idiot...

I didn't understand, why was this happening, why was I shouting at a mirror? No matter what I said my mirror self countered it.

You don't love her

This is all a lie

You're being used

WAKE UP

"SHUT UP!" I found myself screaming as I held my head. In that moment I became terrified as the mirror shattered itself. Tears were going down my cheeks as I stared at the broken glass. What just happened? I didn't touch it!

"Jirou? Honey?" came my mother's voice. She seemed to be aware of everything I do, and for once I was grateful.

"Mom..?" my voice was small, I doubt she heard me.

In flash she was there in the bathroom, seeing the broken mirror then checking me for blood. "What happened."

"I... I-I don't even know Mom... I-I don't even know."


Later that week


I didn't like upsetting Mom, she's been the only sense of true security I've had since my accident. I knew I could trust every word she said. I knew she'd protect me however she could, that whatever she did would be in my best interest.

But I know the animosity between Taro and I was making her mad. I could see it in those eyes of hers as we ate dinner. She glanced from me, to my brother, then back to me. Taro and I have only glared and yelled at each other for the past week, it's not like I wanted to, but he kept pushing my buttons, insulting my girlfriend, calling her a slut and a liar. I don't care if he didn't like her. He can't insult her like that.

Dad had said nothing, he and Mom glanced at each other, then shook his head and shrugged returning to his dinner. I've noticed my parents could read other other. They looked and motioned at their spouse and the other knew what they were saying. I wanted that to be Kairi and I, I wanted to look at her and know what she was thinking, was feeling, what would make her happy, but she was as unreadable as the day she walked into the hospital room. I need to ask Mom about this, I didn't know what to do.

Of course something else has really been weighing on my mind. I haven't told anyone, not even Mom in fear she thought I was crazy and send me back to the hospital. I've been hearing things... voices I think. No one would speak yet I hear them in my head. Mom wasn't talking yet I could hear her voice.

I swear to god if this keeps up

I gulped a bit, yes she was mad.

God I hate that fucking pig, this is all her fucking fault came Taro's voice.

On instinct my hands hit the table, I couldn't stop my body or mouth as I stood up, "Why are you such an asshole!?"

Any chatting my siblings were doing immediately stopped. Everyone had their eyes on me, Taro just stared at me. "What are you on?"

"I-I can't take it anymore! Stop insulting my girlfriend, stop callin her a lair! You're the only liar here!"

"Why do you believe that? Because that hussy is saying so? Get a grip, she's using you! How much have you spent on her, when she's not keeping you upstairs exposing you to her diseases?!"

"That is none of your business! I love her! I've been the only person with her!"

"Yeah because she says so? Ask every fucking guy in school!"

"I don't believe a fucking word that comes out of your mouth!"

"BOYS ENOUGH!"

It was Mom's turn to slam a hand on the table, I saw it buckle under the force as we all jumped at her tone. She was pissed. 

"Out. Now."

"B-But Mom," Taro started.

"Now!"

We both slinked out of our seats and quickly retreated out of the kitchen.

"Do you want me to deal with it dear?" came my father's voice.

"No I got it, just look after the little ones."

I was having a hard time believing I cursed in front of the little kids, what possessed me to do that?

Mom came out and looked at us, "Go downstairs to the sparing room, not a single fucking word from either of you until I join you."

Taro and I glanced at each other then nodded as Taro lead me to the sparring room in the basement.

It was awkward just standing on the padded mat, staring at the door waiting for Mom to come. Taro didn't look at me, and that was fine, I wasn't too keen on looking at him either. Soon Mom walked down the stairs, dressed in a sports bra, fingerless gloves, and work out pants. I have to say I still have trouble believing she had seven kids, her figure could rival a twenty year old's, then again she did work out alot, so maybe that was it.

"You two morons have three fucking options," she spat throwing padded gloves at our feet. 

I winced at her tone, Taro was visibly affected too. "M-Mommy..." I tried.

"Don't 'Mommy' me, causing a scene at dinner, cursing in front of Tsuneo and Yasu? You're such big grown men you think you can curse in front of four year olds?"

"Mom..." Taro started.

"I'm not done!"

He got quiet really quickly.

"I'm sick of my sons fighting, you're brothers, you're suppose to love and trust each other. Taro you are acting like a fucking five year old, and Jirou you should treat your brother's words with more respect, I raised you both better then this," she gestured to the gloves, "Now first option, you can kick each other's asses and get it out of your systems, second option, I just go batshit on both your asses, or," She smirked, "It's the 'Get Along shirt' for the whole weekend."

"Wait wait, you want us to fight? I-I can't fight! W-Whats the Get along shirt?" I questioned. What the hell is she talking about fighting? We aren't some martial arts students, we did kendo! Even then my Kendo coach has let me just do warm ups until I felt up to fighting someone. Mom just looked at me, raising a brow as she raised a picture up so I could see it. It was me and Taro, we looked younger, maybe a couple of years, both of us stuffed into this huge shirt labeled 'Get Along Shirt'. I looked miserable, I could see it in my own eyes I was begging for forgiveness, Taro, just looked annoyed as fuck. It looked uncomfortable, but I didn't want to fight my brother. "I-I um... th-that doesn't seem so bad."

"Nope," Taro said simply, picking up the gloves and strapping them to his hands. 

"You want to fight me?" 

"I want to knock some fucking sense into you. You're being used by that whore."

I frowned at him, fine if this is how he wanted to settle things, fine. I'll knock his block off for insulting my girlfriend. I took a deep breath as I put on the sparing gloves, Mom, seeing that we had come to an agreement, stepped back to give us room.

She looked from one of us to the other, "On my mark," she said.

We both came to the center of the ring and she looked at us both, she raised her hand in preparation, "Ready boys?"

We only nodded, our focus was on each other. She then lowered her hand.

"Fight!"

Taro made the first move with a swift punch aimed right at my face, well he certainly doesn't pull any punches does he?? Amazingly I somehow ducked and manged to kick my leg out to trip him, but his arm slammed down blocking my leg, I returned his momentum with a fist to the jaw, but he pulled back. 

This was... I don't know how to put it, strange, but familiar. It's like my body knew what it needed to do before I did. I blocked and punched, kicked and jumped, fully on instinct, no thoughts entering my brain but to wipe the floor with Taro. What kind of childhood did I have?? This was more then reflexes developed in swimming and kendo! Where we really taught to fist fight? Of course as soon as I began pondering, I lost focus, and Taro managed to get a punch in on my chest. I stumbled back a bit, taken off guard... I shook my head, I had to focus here. Taro had the advantage, he knew what he was doing, I didn't, I was listening to what my body knew.

Dad came downstairs I don't know how long later. Taro and I just kept pounding at each other, barely noticing him. I needed him to submit and say the error of his ways, I wanted to pummel this jerk into submission! Taro seemed just as determined as me, we were both breathing heavily but our punches didn't slow down. We were not stepping down or showing our exhaust. My muscles ached, my heart was beating in my ears, my skin felt heavy with sweat, and where Taro managed to get his punches in throbbed. Finally I managed to tackle him down, and our legs were so exhausted neither of us had the energy to get back up, so we just continued punching each other.

"Alright boys thats enough," came Dad's voice.

I panted as I tried to get one more punch in on Taro, not yet I'm not done yet! But Dad caught my arm as I tried to land the blow. 

"Jirou you're at your limit and you're not fully recovered," Mom told me.

"I have it!" I was ignoring the dizziness, the subtle spotting in my eyes, no what mattered was Taro and beating him.

"For the love of... ugh," It was then that Mom began muttering behind my back, I didn't understand why my eyes were dropping, how were strange words making me so tired? But soon, everything was dark.

Mai's POV


I peeped into the empty hallway dark hallway, since the idiots beat themselves into an early nap I didn't expect them walking around.  It was after 2am and surprisingly even Dad had already gone to bed.  Perfect. Sneaking out the next few times was alot easier. When I safety got a few blocks away I reached for my second phone and pulled up the information.  It still stung about even after so long there hadn't been a single lead about Ali.

I listened to Dad's reports being brought in about how when the second team had arrived that Ali had already gone in what seemed like a struggle.   It was inconclusive and was I relieved but it meant she had been in the wind without a trace. I gritted my teeth.

At least I was able to give Mac some peace. After school I snuck out during lunch and headed to his flat downtown. He was surprised to see me at the door, and even more surprised when I pulled out the golden paw print pen that had been in his family. He made little whimper noise that he cleared his throat after I rest it on the carpeted floor.  

"Thank you dear...I  thought I would never see this again if I have to be completely honest" He slipped it onto his feet and with a flick of his paw it landed in the open draw on the desk flawlessly. I smiled.

"It's the least I could do...Our family made you a promise..I intend to keep it"

"Just like your mother imprint you are. Just as stubborn and persistent but she did deliver the best results that way"   He gave a smile. "I suppose I am not to tell your parents about it" He spoke after I stared with a stutter.   "You're not a certified guardian yet are you?"

"No sir."

"This life is dangerous.... have you been trained?"

"Since I was a kid. All day every day I have free."

"Then there's nothing to tell"

I smiled a bit recalling the memory. I looked over the phone it didn't have a picture only coordinates. Every time a team checked them they came up empty  but locals have been complaining about a chill in the air. It seemed low case enough. My injuries from the first mishap still were flaring. It hurt just to balance on the roof top over looking the location in the distance with the binoculars.

I caught the grey green building in view. Only a few foggy windows and frost barred doors and when I switched to Magic cam there was a blue mist surrounding the building. Only the Magic has to come from a source, it showed up as a purple colored patch on the image but there was none. Only a dome of pure blue mist. 

"The fuck?" I timed my watch. Mom always checks on us at 4am in the morning time to check on everyone. I had to be back by then but something tells me it was going to take a while to figure this one out. I needed more time so I packed up and headed home, taking pictures of the scene to study and theorize in the morning.  



Amaya's POV

"Things are more fragile than they appear" My aunt Sakura finally looked up from the counter I had sprawled out on watching her cut vegetables dangerously close to my face. Though I knew she wasn't going to nick me with the knife, dressed in a one of my uncle Sasuke's dark buttoned down shirts under a white apron that dragged to the floor.  "One wrong move and there's a crack..one track can turn into a dozen real quick with the right pressure" She pointed the knife at me. "And before you know boom it's gone"

"Sounds like someone's still pissed about the vase" She bit her lip clenching her fist so tight I heard joints popping.  I just kept on crunching on a carrot trying to shake away the bad taste of everything that happened.  

"I don't know how Daichi managed to break it, he's usually more careful about it" Usually I'd make a wise crack at this point but the week drained all the joy straight out of me.   No harm lost if you asked me that Vase gave me the creeps.  

"Rest in piece ugly vase" I raised an empty glass as she slid the vegetables into a stew pot.  Her eyes narrowing at me she turned around. "Nothing says I'm grieving quite like ox tail soup am I right?"

"Nice try" She scolded. "We both know you can't have ox tail and ...yeah it was a pretty ugly vase..but I promised Naruto I'd keep it around yah know? he seems to be having some sort of midlife crisis.....parties..hang outs I don't know...."

"Who knows how some people react sometimes" Checked my phone and still nothing. Aika was completely incognito staying at Natsuko's place. So much for a decent party...can't anything go right without some emotional scarring for once?

"Maybe it was faith..after all..Naruto's vase went missing, looks like they had a break in since the lock was busted?" An eyebrow raised. Ria and Yuiko didn't talk about a break in.  Apparently the failure thieves didn't take anything but the Vase.  

"Maybe they were secretly worth something?" 

"Finding a valuable piece in a back yard sale?"

"Never know, maybe it was passed down through generations or something" She was ticked for the rest of the evening but when the oil started sizzling got the crab cakes to go with the stew, while my siblings and cousins ran amock in the living room.  The delicious screamy stew and cakes did nothing to help my mood. 

School the following day was just as tense as it would be. We managed to clean the entire pool room that day to avoid suspicion but needless to say the pool scene zapped the fun out of the room real quick.  It had to. No one wanted to see the birthday girl have a melt down. The awkward silence that followed were both painful and worrying and filled the gaps of silence with finishing off the food.  Luckily no one was an asshole enough to tweet about it, not out of kindess but out of the fact that being caught on compound after school hours was an instant suspicion. 

And everyone knew I would have taken all those assholes down with me if they had tried to screw Aika over, surprisingly not even Kairi made a move.  "Hey" Kiseki and Saya turned to meet me, both equally nervous expressions. Oh god. "What?"

"Didn't you hear?" Saya whispered closing her locker with a loud clank after taking out her monster of a text book. "Taro's planning an intervention in the cafeteria" 

"An intervention" I repeated. I  rubbed the new forming creases in my brow. It was bad idea week and everyone seemed infected. "I tried talking to him...maybe we should wait a little before doing it but he seems desperate to try anything...so..it's on"

"This a bad idea" Kiseki affirmed. "Terrible really"

"What choice do we have though?" My hand fell to the side.  "At least we'll have Kasume to shield the blow.." Another glance passed between the both of them. "Shit...what now?"

"Didn't Kasume call you over the weekend?"

To be frank between  Jirou's health keeping my own health on balance and checking the mental health of my other best friend, all while failing miserably at all three tasks. I haven't had much time to do much outside of walking the dogs and homework. At least I had more things to talk to Doc about, more uses for the punching bag was never too bad a thing. "Didn't really have the time why?"

"Oh man.." Kiseki said. "I don't know how to spill this one out"

"Easy really just say it you're freaking me out"

"Kasume's not coming back to school"

"The fuck do you mean not coming back to school?"

"I don't know all of the details..Okay? she just...called me over the weekend" Saya started. We strolled down passed the other students. "In tears..saying she wanted to leave...she's going to America apparently....she didn't say why or.."

"Shit" I muttered. "Shit shit shit...this is getting so so fucked right about now" This had Kairi's stink all over it but what the hell ? Kasume wouldn't let Kairi push her to something this extreme and frankly, even though in every villainous story I painted of Kairi, she wasn't twisted enough to do something like this either. So what the hell was going on? 

RIA'S POV

"Are sure about this?" My teeth were chattered leaning back on an empty cafeteria chair. It felt weird to be in here without all the food or buzz of everyone talking but Taro insisted that this would be the place for it to go down. If anything got loud it was far enough from any class rooms for it not to make a scene. Cold enough to keep him level headed and most importantly, space. If things got violent there was a large distance Amaya and I can put between them.  Mai sat next to her brother on the other side of the round table we sat at. I had already texted Jirou about her collapsing and to meet me in the cafeteria.

Every second I spent staring at the door was complete agony. Amaya and the others weren't here yet but Taro wanted to get it going before any other classes had free periods, particularly the one Kairi was in. Mai put a hand on my shoulder. "It's alright Ria...it'll be fine'

"Really? because it feels like I just walked into a train wreck..before the train got here"

"I know what you mean" She sighed, half moons under her eyes. "But  Just as I was about to comment on that the doors opened. I jumped in my seat and cursed on seeing Kiseki's face. 

"Shit dude" I said trying to calm my heart beat. "You scared the living shit out of me, I thought you were Jirou"

"Sorry, Sorry I was looking for Yuiko but no dice"

"I sent her a text, she says she's on her way soon..Teacher's being a pain about having bathroom breaks." I muttered. He flopped onto the seat besides me. I felt like my rib cage was about to burst open long before those doors did.   

"Are you guys sure this is a good idea? I mean...he's already pretty agitated with Taro, is it really worth risking making him hate all of us too? Even Kasume seems to have given up.."

"What?" Taro spoke cutting off Mai. It had been the only thing he had said since we arrived here.  He shifted in his chair. "What do you mean?" 

"Eh? no way. Kasume and I both went to hang out with Jirou..she didn't give up!"  The door opened up and Jirou gave a worried glance over to Mai as he bolted over.  At least memory or no memory he was always super concerned about his family. He knelt in front of Mai.

"Hey hey what's wrong?" He glanced all over her. "Ria said you passed out are you okay? how come you're not at the nurses or something? Are you dizzy? in Pain? you do look a bit tired" He stared and blinked. "Wait....." he turned to Taro. "If she's sick why aren't you taking her to the nurse?"

"..Um.." Mai said with a smile. "I'm fine okay?"  We stood to out feet. Taro alot quicker than the rest of us. Since judging from the confused look on Jirou's face I could already tell this was not going to end well. 

"You're okay?" He turned to me. "Why did you tell me she fainted and was super hurt ? I mean I'm glad you texted me..but you sort of gave me a heart attack in class'

"Jirou..." Mai started. "I'm sorry I worried you but we needed to get you hear for a talk. We're worried about you! okay? so drastic shit had to be done."

"What?" He turned to me. "So you lied to me?" I took a deep breathe feeling my legs turn to jelly at his hurt tone. He clenched his fists a bit. "I said I'm feeling fine!" He told Mai. "Just a few headaches there's nothing going on with me..i'll get better.."

"Except there is!" Kiseki replied. "Your temper's out of control, you're getting confused..lost..you don't even look like yourself anymore"

"I don't even know who the hell that is!" He roar. "How am I supposed to figure out who I am if you guys won't give me a chance to figure things out? Learn a little! it's only been a few weeks and it's like you're expecting me to figure this out on my own"

"We're not!" I butted in. "We're not , we want to help you we do we're not trying to pick at you or anything..just"

"That fucking slut isn't helping your situation" Taro said. Jeez he could have said it a bit more gentle. "This isn't about you not knowing who you are, it's who you're taking advice from and how much it's changing you for the worst!" He narrowed his eyes and let out a low growl. 

"Can you for pete fucking sake's quit calling my girlfriend a slut???"

"She is. Deal with it"

"WH-hat my less capable friend is trying to say" I said trying to save the situation.  "M-maybe a relationship isn't what you need right now" He was practically shaking. "A break, get your bearings in order then maybe if you still feel the same way after you get back your memories.....then fine..but just get better first..she'll just confuse you."

He stared his shoulders still tight. "The same could be said about you guys...everything that everyone says confuses me..should I just avoid all of you till I figure that out too?"

"if you need time from us, even from school! all of that would be preferable to this!" Kiseki reasoned.  "Maybe even spending more time in the hospital" The color drained away from Jirou's face. 

"No..n-no way." he shook his head. "Not back there! look I don't like this! I don't like how you guys seem to want to make me choose between my girlfriend and you guys how is that fair?"

"It's not about fear. She's using you and unless you see how bad she is for your health  you're going right back to that hospital"

"Taro" Mai said walking towards Jirou to catch him just as he was about to storm out. She managed to catch him by the hand and gentle tug back. 

"Dude" Kiseki said to Taro.  

I pulled out my phone and sent texts to everyone 'Hurry up this is going so so bad hurry the hell up!'  

"I'm not staying if he's going to be this much of an asshole!!"   I rubbed my head.  Then might as well he leaves, Taro wasn't in the mood. I got that much, between the constant fighting between him and Jirou their relationship is running on thin ice and he wasn't afraid to play the bad guy if he already had the role.  The guy just wanted his brother back, clearly he wasn't afraid to risk it all for every chance possible. 

"Jirou just calm down" Mai said.

"NO! I'm tired of him disrespecting my girlfriend and being a complete jerk either he goes or I go! and I don't want to listen to this anyway!" 

"Jirou" I stood and the lights in the room started flickering. With the freaky weather lately power outs were more common than I'd like. "Just take a deep breath"

"I thought we were cool Ria....I was actually starting to..you know what forget it okay? just forget it i'm leaving and I'd like to see" He glared right passed me at Taro ."You try to stop me" 

"Quit acting like a damn baby. If you make a move out of this room i'll just drag you back in"

"Fuck off!"

"Creative really" He retorted.

"Guys!" Mai said. "Stop being idiots the both of you and take a chill pill!"

"Seriously, maybe just stop baiting him" Kiseki told Taro. "Making him Mad won't make him listen.." Jirou was seething next to Mia whose firm grip kept him from leaving, since regardless of how pissed he was he wasn't about to pull away from his sister.  It was clear as the minutes rolled by Mai holding him became less about  keeping him from leaving and more about keeping a fight from happening. 

"Can't you see she's just using you as your personal little fuck toy??? she doesn't care about you! your health any of that shit! cause if she did she would tell you the truth I know you know but too damn nice and trusting to believe it! Open your damn eyes Jirou-"  A loud crash was heard when suddenly Taro flew back into a table behind him. He rolled over it before crashing down hard. 

"AH" Jirou gripped his head and fell on one knee.

"What the?" Kiseki asked. Mai stared between her brothers. Heading over to Taro I helped him up from the chairs that broke his fall. 

"What the hell?"  I asked, Taro stared at Jirou just as the tremor started. A rumble that started out low but vibrated through the whole room. The tables, chairs and all of the equipment behind the counter rattled. Earthquake? I took a glance outside of the windows trying to steady my feet but nothing outside was shaking. Not even the glass on the windows themselves but then...earthquake couldn't do that.

Tables, chairs, spoons, and lunch trays all started floating in the air barely an inch from the ceiling. The chair I had my hand on lifted off the ground right in front of me.  Holy......Taro stared at the scene and another scream from Jirou was heard. "God my head"

Mai knelt with Jirou as he kept holding his head.

"......Fucking hell" Was all that tore me away from the furniture were the new eyes staring from the cafeteria door. Yuiko looked paler than Saya did, Amaya and Akina had mirrored looks of shock. They were trembling either, neither was anything in the hallway. 

It all came crashing down the second Jirou limped against Mai.   
Beyond the Veil C.25
Annndddd sh*t is going dooowwwwnnnn


Aika Inuzuka - Aria-Abomination

Eri Sincera Jirou, Taro, Mai Uchiha - :iconaisteachsam:
Yuiko Uzumaki - CheshireNova
Amaya and Akina Shiranui, Kasume Aio, Kairi Hozuki, Harumi Yamanaka (c) Me
Ria Uzamaki, Madana Uchiha and Kiseki Uchiha - annria2002
Daichi Uchiha (c) ch3rryb3rry101
Saya (c) Pelissa
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I can't stay away from this place xD

I miss my friends, the art, and the socialization! I actually tried to come back last weekend but too busy. 

I've been checking in at work but I haven't been able to touch my laptop since my last journal entry. My poor girl has been neglected xD

Though truth be told just typing out the entry just took so much off my chest, I felt I could breath again letting out what been building in my thoughts, and letting it out just reaffirmed something that has been hazy to me for a while.

I don't do this for attention, I write and roleplay because it makes me happy. Because I know if I work at it enough one day I will be successful. Practice makes perfect, and I intend on practicing alot.

I may only be around on weekends, but I'm never away from Skype for too long~

I did do well with the breather, but in personal news I've developed foot pain that hasn't gone away for a week, this on top of both of my wrists being braced until a doc can find out whats wrong with them xD MY BODY IS FALLING APART ISN'T IT AWESOME???
"I do not recall saying this was an open note test," Came Masaru's voice as he raised a brow at his friend.

The girl only blushed slightly knowing he spotted her note scroll she tried to hide in front of her. "I-I um..."

"Hand it over," he replied putting his hand over her shoulder.

Moriko only frowned but sighed handing over her scroll, "B-But I'm not sure if I know all this yet..."

"You got it, don't worry," He smiled softly putting the scroll next to him in his chair. His attention returned to her silvery locks as he ran a comb through it. "I'll start out easy, name a plant with anti-inflammatory properties."

"Ginger root," she replied glancing back at him.

"And another?"

"Rosemary."

"See? You know this," he grinned.

"You told me they would be easy, so I should know it," Moriko pouted.

Masaru only chuckled as he began making up more questions for his friend. He liked being able to play with her hair, it gave his hands something to do as he thought up questions and gave Moriko time to ponder on them. He soon pulled out the scroll he confiscated from Moriko to see what else he had gone over with her. Thought he froze seeing Moriko's attempts as doodling the plants. The pathetic blots of ink that tried to take shape but simply couldn't. The poor girl just had no artistic skill. "Um..."

"You opened the scroll didn't you?" she asked, noticing his hesitation.

"They're... getting better...?"

She only sighed leaning a cheek against her hand, "They are terrible and you know it."

"Yes... I'm sorry," he chuckled sheepishly rubbing the back of his head.

"It's alright, I've resigned to the knowledge that art will never be one of my strengths..."

"Well you have other strengths, no one is perfect," he tried to cheer her up. She managed a small smile.

"I suppose so," she replied.

"Alright so now name a plant with-" but he was interrupted as the door opened then slammed shut as Masaru's roommate came in. Masaru only sighed upon seeing his friend as Moriko turned her attention to him.

"Hello Narashi," she said. Though it was when she noticed something was off about the man, he seemed... tired for a lack of a better word. "Narashi are you-"

"I'm fine, can't you take your little girl circle elsewhere so I can get some peace for once in my god damn life?" He growled at her before going to his room and shutting the door.

Moriko only blinked at the outburst, "...You're right... he is quite agitated..." she muttered to Masaru, recalling that was the reason that Masaru asked her to leave Akihiro at home.

"The fool is sick and he won't admit it," Masaru grumbled, obviously cross with his mate over the Fujihara's stubbornness. "We went for a run yesterday and he couldn't keep up, I tried checking his temperature and he keeps shoving me off." He was tempted to let Narashi stew in his illness to teach him a lesson about being stubborn, but Masaru was a medic, he couldn't leave an ill person unattended.

"Such stubbornness would be the end of him," she stated.

"This coming from the girl, who I have to heal up some kind of injury on her almost every time I see her, because she trains too hard?" Masaru teased.

Another pout, "Each injury is a mistake that I will not repeat when out on a mission."

"And you call him stubborn."

"I am not stubborn."

"Ya kinda are."

"Don't start talking like that," Moriko crossed her arms, Masaru knew it annoyed her when he talked like that.

A snicker, "I will talk how I want."

"Now you're just doing that on purpose."

Oh well, at least the brunette was laughing now. Moriko pouted more then shook her head at her friend.

"I'm just teasing you, it's just so funny how patient you are and that's the one thing that automatically annoys you."

"It's because you know better, that I get annoyed."

"So I should talk like that all the time then?"

"So you'll be like Kou and I'll only be able to be around you for a certain length of time, or else I'll get a migraine?" Moriko rose a brow.

"Maybe."

Not pleased with the idea of that Moriko decided to change the subject, as she was getting more annoyed and pouty by the minute. "You know I should make soup for dinner, add herbs to the broth to boost his immune system," she mused, seeing him frown she added, "It's cold and flu season, we could all use an immune boost."

"... I guess..."

"Herbal tea too," Moriko thought out loud.

"Alright... so what herbs are you thinking?" Masaru questioned to return to Moriko's test.

"Um..." Moriko frowned, "Hmm I'm thinking echinacea in the tea," she pondered, "Defiantly garlic in the soup... ginger and ginseng would be good for him, but I'm trying to think if there is a way to make them all taste good together, bell peppers would be good as well."

He only smiled, "And you said you weren't sure if you knew this."

"Well when it comes to the kitchen I want to know my way around natural remedies to help keep everyone strong, and healthy."

"I'm proud of you," he patted her head, "now," he said returning to her hair, "want me to put it back for you?"

Moriko's heart swelled with pride, even though she no longer had feelings for the brunette, she still held him in high regard and considered him a close friend. "I'm glad to make you proud. And yes please, I'd prefer to have it out of my way."

He only grinned and threw the girl's hair in a ponytail, "It's getting pretty long."

"It is, I think I'll keep it this length, any longer and it'll be hard to care for."

"I agree, it looks good on you."

"Thank you," Moriko blushed softly, then stood up, "Lets get started shall we?"

They continued chatting as Moriko cooked the chicken and they both debated over the herbs. If they couldn't get their friend to rest, they could at least try to supply him with what his body needed to fight the illness. Even if they were both annoyed with his stubbornness. As soon as dinner was ready Masaru opted to be the one to summon the grumpbutt.

He knocked at the door with his knuckles, "Hey look dinner is ready, we'll leave out a bowl for you."

There was no real reply, but a 'hm' from inside the room, telling Masaru that Narashi had heard him. The Yoshida shook his head then returned to the kitchen. Narashi may be more difficult then usual, but he rarely passes up food he didn't have to cook. Though if he'd come where he knew the other two would be... that was up in the air.

The Fujihara eventually decided to emerge from his room to eat. Moriko and Masaru stopped mid-sentence seeing that the other male was joining them, though he gave them an annoyed glare upon seeing they were staring at him. Moriko glanced at Masaru, who only shrugged at her before continuing to eat. Taking that as 'don't mention it, as long as he eats,' Moriko returned to her own food as Narashi took the bowl and tea set out for him and put as much distance between himself and the other two as the table would allow.

Moriko tried to keep her attention away from Narashi. She noticed the slight bags under his eyes, a pale hue to his skin, his yellow eyes showing his exhaustion, but upon seeing a slight scowl on his face as soon as he started eating she began to worry a bit about the new recipe, did she add too much of anything? Too little? They needed to get him to eat if they were trying to prevent him from getting worse. But she breathed seeing that he was in fact eating, though the scowl nagged at her slightly.

"That was good," Masaru spoke up causing Moriko to relax a bit and smile.

"Oh good I'm glad."

"Hm," Narashi just scowled more as he finished off his bowl.

"Is something wrong Narashi?"

"The idiot obviously has no taste-buds," he stated finishing his tea and standing up to go back to his bedroom.

"What do you mean?"

"That was one of the most dull and tasteless meals I've ever had, and I almost thought you could cook," he scoffed turning his back on the two and leaving.

Masaru could see a vein pop in Moriko's forehead, okay, insulting her cooking automatically annoys her, add that with bad grammar. 

"You know if you weren't ill you'd probably be able to taste it," Moriko growled. How dare he? Well... okay she shouldn't be too surprised.

"I'm not sick, you just don't know how to cook," he retorted, "You're lucky I was hungry and didn't feel like making my own food," he added before leaving.

Moriko's fist slammed onto the table, "Why that-"

"Moriko this is what I was talking about," Masaru raised his hands to get her to calm down, there will be no attacking sick people here. Even if he did think his mate needed a good smack with a leek, "Your cooking is great, he's just lashing out because he doesn't feel good okay?"

She still glared at the doorway, most likely debating on giving the man a piece of her mind. But then she gave an agitated sigh, "Why do I bother?" she huffed taking the empty dishes before washing them to the sink.

"I ask myself the same question at times," Masaru sighed, "I'm not defending him, just... make sure he's well before you hit him, hurting sick people is in bad taste."

"I'm starting to think he might need to be hurt," she grumbled under her breath as she put the dishes on the rack to dry.

"You're better then that," he reminded her.

"I don't want to be," she huffed grabbing a container of ice cream out of the fridge. She set it on the table and tossed a spoon at her friend before before she began eating, needing the sweetness to help her calm down. She shoved the spoon in her mouth pouting, before taking a deep breath and savoring the cold substance in her mouth. "All of that effort just to be insulted, I mean I shouldn't be surprised, but I don't know how you live with him."

"Well I kinda warned you," Masaru muttered, "but... I manage," he replied, just feeling relieved that she knew how to control herself. "I mean... he's not impossible... You told me your brother could be difficult, so... you understand it a bit."

"Onii-san never insulted my cooking," she frowned, "Even when I... wasn't as practiced in it," she added popping another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, at the mention of it she recalled her first recipes, and how Jun dreaded being her guinea pig, but he ate them anyways to encourage her. Once the poor boy was in the bathroom every few minutes because eight year old Moriko messed up a recipe, it was too much hot sauce if memory served correctly.

Masaru joined Moriko's assault on the dairy treat, "You see why I'm frustrated though, I can't take his temperature, offer him medicine, or get him to rest. It's just going to get worse."

"Did you try while he was sleeping?" Moriko asked. She was calmer now, between the ice cream and the memories of her brother she managed to relax a bit. Though now she just wanted Narashi well so she can punch him in his butthole face.

Masaru shook his head, "Not a good idea."

"Why not?"

"Narashi is very territorial of his room, if walking in doesn't wake him up, touching him will wake up, and he'll attack first, ask questions later. Considering his mood, he probably won't even ask questions," Masaru explained.

"Jun was always difficult when he was ill. Much as I hate to say it, it's similar to how Narashi is acting. Easily irritated, not wanting to talk, wouldn't let me do a thing..." Moriko mused slightly.

"And how did you handle it?" 

Moriko shrugged, "I kept going, I mean I knew why he didn't want me to know he was sick. He didn't want to look weak in front of me when he's suppose to be my strong big brother. But we've been each other's responsibilities since we were young, he would look after me and I would look after him. So eventually I'd find him reading or basically he'd have his guard down just enough, and I'd come over and test his forehead by doing what our mom did and kissing it. I'd feel the fever and yell at him for being an idiot, it was usually at that point he'd finally submit since he knew I was not going to back down as soon as I got his temperature. Though I can't be angry over how he acts since I get that way too when I was ill... Onii-san got so nosy when I wasn't acting like myself, it really got on my nerves," she admitted. She sighed, great, now she can't be mad at Narashi, she just basically admitted she does the same damn thing, to a lesser extent of course. Though she wouldn't go insulting the people that were trying to help. Oh good she can still be mad then.

"And... we're sticking to the whole 'I'm not stubborn' story still?" Masaru joked, only to earn an unamused pout from his friend, "Certainly being stubborn about not being stubborn..." he muttered before clearing his throat to get back on subject, "I mean, yeah that could work, but I'm pretty sure if I kissed Narashi's forehead, I'd go through a wall."

"He certainly wouldn't expect it though."

"Yeah, that's true. But I'd prefer to not go through the wall."

Moriko just looked at the ice cream thoughtfully. They had already gone through half the container, but oh well, it was better then wanting to strangle the Fujihara. She saw Masaru staring at his spoon, his mind elsewhere, "What is it?"

"Do you think they make leek ice cream?" he pondered.

Moriko snickered so fast that the ice cream in her mouth almost went out her nose, she quickly began coughing, pleading the cold substance wouldn't make a whole new kind of brain freeze as she cleared her air passages. After a couple of moments her fit was over. She took a napkin to her face, laughing softly as Masaru's concerned expression, "S-Sorry... that was the most random thing..." she giggled, "B-But, I... could find a recipe probably."

He blinked then relaxed seeing she was okay. "That sounds good then," he smiled softly. Returning the smile Moriko continued eating.

"I could give it a shot..." she finally mused after a bit of silence.

"How so?"

"If he's not sleeping, I'll find a way to take his temperature. If he is sleeping, I won't even go in. He expects you to fuss over his temperature, I don't think he'd expect it of me..."

Masaru frowned softly, not really sure if he was too keen on Moriko trying take his mate's temperature, he doubted it'd be successful, but if Narashi was sleeping then nothing would happen. He finally shrugged, "You can try if you want."

"I will then," she said standing up.

"Remember whatever he says, he's still sick."

"I will."

Masaru nodded and watched her go as Moriko made her way to Narashi's room. She knocked but hearing no reply she frowned knocking at it again. As much as she'd love to just walk in, thinking of Masaru's warning and the fact that just pissing each other off would get her no results, she decided against it. She knew her usual tricks with Jun wouldn't be effective on Narashi, Jun knew Moriko was acting in his best interest, which was why he'd finally submit. She was pretty sure Narashi was convinced she was just trying to get on his nerves. She had a plan in mind, a tentative plan, one she wasn't quite sure if it'd work, but if it failed, no one would get hurt, and she could at least say she tried.

This would require a bit of deception, something she was not happy to use on people she cared about, but she was coming to the conclusion that trickery was needed to get what she wanted. She'd ease her conscious a bit by telling herself it was training, ninjas needed to be able to successfully employ the power of deception if needed. If she was successful Narashi probably wouldn't catch on that she was tricking him. She knew the plan was far fetched, but well... worth a try. If Narashi found out she was trying to trick him, he'd most likely laugh at her, or just get annoyed and tell her to get out.

"Narashi?" she asked, though she heard shuffling on the other side of the door, maybe he was sleeping.

"What?" Came his annoyed voice.

Moriko took a deep breath and opened the door, his back was to her, she saw an open book in front of him. She sighed a bit, maybe this wasn't a good idea, maybe she can back out and pretend this didn't happen, she wasn't even sure if it'd work. It's not too late to abort the mission right?

"What do you want?" he demanded.

"I'm... sorry you didn't like dinner..." She wasn't actually sorry, she was still pissy about it and wanted to clock him in the face, but appealing to him instead of confronting him would work better in her favor.

He 'tsked' at her, "I'm sorry I ate it."

Her eye twitched, but she took a deep breath and closed the door behind her, he's just picking a fight because he doesn't feel good. He's overcompensating his attitude because he feels weak. She repeated that in her head, reminding herself she's the bigger person here. She can control her temper. She came into the room, making her footsteps soft, trying to keep him from noticing she was coming closer, "Thank you... for eating it though..."

"Whatever..." his back was still too her, paying her no real mind. Though he blinked after noticing her voice was closer to him, he frowned and saw the girl next to his bed. "And what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"I'd like to make it up to you," she blushed a bit, her resolve backing down slightly, but she was so close, she can't chicken out.

He raised a brow, then frowned, sitting up, "And what do you have in mind? I'm not really in the mood for anything."

More red graced her face, she told herself to keep going, just on the forehead, nothing intimate, just a forehead test. Just pretend the asshole in front of her is her stubborn brother and she will be able to do it. She leaned closer to him.

She blushed when he put a finger to her lips, she looked at Narashi, who gave her an unamused look. "I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to work."

Of course, why would it work? She pouted, she was so close. "I don't mean any harm Narashi."

"Really? Why are you so viciously attacking my nerves then?" sarcasm laced in every word that came from his mouth.

She just sighed, "I'm worried, you look like death, I just wanted to check your temperature."

"I'm fine."

"If you were fine you'd let me check it to prove me wrong."

"I don't want your grabby hands all over my body."

"It's just your forehead." though why he was calling her grabby she had no clue.

He snorted, "That's what they all say."

Wait what was he accusing her of? "I-I don't... what?" she' look confused.

He just rolled his eyes at her, "Nevermind. Now leave."

Well she tried, she can't say she didn't. Still she frowned at him, "Fine." she crossed her arms, "I was willing to push my comfort zone to make sure you were alright, but forget it, it's not worth it."

His tone was almost cheerful at the prospect of finally being left alone, "Indeed, it is not. Goodbye."

She just shook her head, she tried, and if she heard one more stab about her cooking she was going to strangle the man, even if he was sick. She knew it was good, she didn't need him criticizing one of the few things in this world she took pride in.  She felt spiteful as she put her hand on the doorknob and glanced back at him, "I'm well aware you are acting like this because you feel tired and weak, and frankly you're acting like a complete idiot right now." With that she left shutting the door behind her. He had only snorted at her before continuing to read.

Masaru was waiting for her outside the hallway, he gave her a kind smile seeing her frown. "No good, I take it?"

"I'm sorry, I failed," she pouted.

He just chuckled and pat her head, "You tried, that's what matters." they walked from the hallway back to the kitchen so Narashi wouldn't overhear, "I'll smack him with a leek when he's better okay? Now just let me handle it, you got the soup in him, you did your part."

"If you say so," she sighed.

"I do," he laughed softly, "He'll get better eventually, but if that fool thinks I'm leaving him alone when he's sick he's got another thing coming."

"You're a good friend Masaru."

"Yeah well... he's frustrating, but he's my best friend, even if he won't admit it," Masaru grumbled a bit.

"He's lucky to have you."

He chuckled and blushed slightly rubbing the back of his head, "Well lets go finish that ice cream, and your test."

She managed a grin, "I'd like that."
HSV - Its Nerd Time
Moriko and Masaru remind me of Joe from Digimon xD Just this line that Tai said talking about Joe from the Digimon Movie

--> 'He's the only kid I know that volunteers for summer school!' <--

/Chacha showed me the new Digi season coming out in Spring, so I had to go and marathon my youth

They would volunteer for more school, the nerds e n e

They enjoy studying stuff and giving each other tests.

Thought Moriko's lesson for the day is to just trust Masaru at his word when it comes to his mate. Masa is probably happy she failed :'D

[I'll put prompts in this when I have time]

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Moriko Hayashi (c) AisteachSam
Masaru Yoshida (c) ChasingTheDreamAgain
Narashi Fujihara (c) Taminki

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Jun Hayashi (c) MayaNara
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Sorry guys, things have been well... stressful =_=;

First, which is minor but does affect my productivity, at work I have been moved to a computer in front of my boss because the new girl needed my desk, [though I have a strong suspicion that a co-worker of mine has made me out to be a slacker so my boss wanted to keep an eye on me, get rid of one problem and another presents itself ugh.] And well at work was where I got 70% of my writing done during my downtime at work, I haven't even updated my blog.

Second, my wrists aren't any better and I don't have an appointment with the doc till the 23rd, so I have to deal with the pain and stupid fingers for 3 MORE WEEKS. It is seriously cramping my writing.

Third, I've developed pain in my feet and ankles [started beginning of February], the foot doc says I have very flexible ankles so it's mostly my tendons that hold me up, and my sudden zealous exercise really worn them out, so I'm getting custom supports that will give my tendons a break, he told me i should have them in 2-3 weeks so until then I can't even get on the treadmill =_= Maybe the elliptical if I can squeeze in the time.

So I'm currently in alot of physical pain that pain meds aren't really taking the edge off, that and I'm frustrated that once I'm getting my life together my body decided to fall apart on me. I've become moody and slipped back into old habits of staying up late, sleeping in, eating, and just being all over unproductive because I'm pretty demotivated [is that a word? meh you know what I mean], and this is only increasing my frustrations. My temper has gone from lengthy to having a hair trigger. My reactions to BS have been quicker and quicker.

So if I'm not talking to anyone please don't think I've forgotten you, I may just be really tired since I don't often take pain medications, frankly I hate taking them, and I'm often feeling worn out or just really moody and not in the mood to talk. On the other hand I really cheer up when people message me so don't feel like you'd be being a bother. I get bursts of energy and poke people but again since my boss can watch my screen it may not happen often during the weekdays. Weekends I'll hopefully be more available, I was planning on playing 'catch up' this weekend buuuutttt this weekend was in short a freaking disaster so I was unable to touch my computer until earlier today and well had to do my tax returns and such. So this week or weekend I'll get back to my writing.... I hope.

I'm taking a couple of writing courses as well in pursuit of earning money to move out and to hopefully achieve my dream of having the writer's life, a life of freedom away from the 9-5 desk job, being able to work from home anywhere and not have to answer to anyone but myself. So researching, reading, and practicing will be taking a chunk of my time as well.

I do love my current job, I really do, my co-workers are nice, it's wonderful seeing my aunt almost every day and my boss is pretty chill, it's just not what I want in life. That and the amount of stupid customers I deal with on a regular basis really pisses me off xD but alas that is what happens when you work with the public.

So again, I'm trying to pull everything back together, and those that have stuck with me thank you so much for your patience >.<

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mandarain-a Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Tag a quality deviant, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how much followers you have. Send this to 10 deviants who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them! :iconsweethugplz:
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BATTLEFAIRIES Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2014
Thank you for traveling with Motley Mayhem Airlines! Please don't look down.

Have a nice day!
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BakanoGabi Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I forgot to watch you back there during the Secret Santa :iconfliptableplz: 
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SkeyeStorm Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
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wilczyca117 Featured By Owner Aug 18, 2014  Student Digital Artist
thx for the fav ;)
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SuperSamZero Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
ug still gloomy as hell over robin Williams :/
how've ya been bud? doin good??
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