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Sorry about the delay! I had a horrible time coming up with an ending for this story. I may write an epilogue to it but other than that, I would say that I have pretty well finished it. Thank you so much to everyone who has helped me with this story. I loved writing it and I am so happy that I could share my crazy story with all of you.

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Affronted Affections

Chapter #16: Divided by Time, Re-united by Love

Indeed, Cagalli hadn't forgotten about Athrun. After their abrupt parting, Cagalli had returned heart-broken to Orb with her father. Word of Athrun's daring endeavors had spread quickly but without his presence the entire situation had become nothing more than a topic of passing conversation.

"Did you hear about the crazy kid that jumped off a cliff to save Uzumi's daughter? I heard it was Zala's boy… can you imagine that?"

Cagalli had heard it so many times she sometimes wanted to scream. The way people spoke about it, it was as if none of it really mattered. They were so detached from the reality of the situation that she sometimes just wanted to turn around and shout, "His name was ATHRUN, you stupid morons!"

School had finished and most of her friends had returned home, back to the PLANTS. Lacus and Kira had both found summer jobs working with the Nutrition for the Needy support group in the PLANTS while Miriellia was now working full time at the local pharmacy. This left Cagalli spending her days alone with only her sorrowful thoughts as company. She had tried to continue in her studies over the summer but her drive was gone. It was as if someone had sucked the motivation to do anything right out of her.

She wondered about Athrun - About his health and well-being. She wondered why he never wrote her and if her letters had reached him. Was he angry with her? She couldn't blame him if he was. After having known him for the short time she had, she had found fulfillment and sincere happiness. Now, she missed it dearly.

Sitting at the kitchen table in her home, Cagalli caressed the cheek of the toy dog Athrun had given her delicately. She wondered what would happen if she called him. Looking around the room, she sighed and lowered her head, letting her hair fall into her eyes. She yearned to listen to his thoughtful chatter and she missed hearing the slurping sounds he made when he ate. She also missed the sound of his breathing late at night as he stayed up reading books or studying. Yet, she was reluctant to call him. It wouldn't be the same.

"Hi Cagalli," Uzumi smiled as he peeked out from behind the door and then scurried in. "Another day done."

Cagalli nodded and stood as her father moved to the table where she had been sitting. "Good evening," She muttered, clutching at Kaori tightly.

"Have you been in here all day… again?" Uzumi asked and Cagalli flinched under his watchful gaze.

Cagalli flushed and her shoulders slumped. "Yes." Then she raised her eyes to meet those of her father. Taking a deep breath, from her lips escaped the same question she had asked everyday since that fateful day seven months ago. "Did anything come in the mail?"

Uzumi bit his lip as his eyes moved down to the bundle of envelopes he held underneath his arm. "Cagalli, this isn't healthy," He stated firmly. "If anything had happened to Athrun we would have heard about it by now. I'm sure he is fine. You need to stop worrying about him and start worrying about yourself. You should not put your life on hold on account of him."

"He saved my life!" Cagalli shot back hotly. "My life wouldn't be on hold, Father, it would be over if it hadn't been for him. Athrun could be crippled, paralyzed, in a wheel chair, permanently disabled … doesn't that matter to you?"

"I am not trying to downplay the extent of his actions and what his actions may have cost him," Uzumi chose his words carefully. "I'm just concerned. What if you never see that boy again, Cagalli? Are you planning to spend the rest of your life isolating yourself and drowning yourself in guilt?"

"Something is obviously wrong. Athrun would have written back. He wouldn't just leave me wondering like this."

"Perhaps he gave us the wrong address," Uzumi sighed. "I doubt whether he had all his wits about him when he wrote the address he gave you."

All Cagalli could do was shake her head. "Why is everything so hard?" She asked weakly.

Uzumi frowned. "What?"

"Athrun and I cared about one another," Cagalli explained softly. "He loved me and I loved him. It shouldn't have been so complicated. Yet the more I tried, the worse, it seems, I hurt him. So what if he was a Coordinator? So what if his father was the Chairman? So what if I am the daughter of Orb's leader? Why should any of that have mattered?"

"In a perfect world," Uzumi placed that day's mail on the table and took a seat next to his daughter. Gently he put a hand on her trembling shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "In a perfect world, none of that should have mattered. Unfortunately, Cagalli, this world is far from being perfect. I was in the wrong when I judged Athrun, as were many others."

"He went through hell," Cagalli muttered bitterly. "And what is worse, is that none of this will ever change. Meer didn't get punished, my principal won't be expelled from her position for her actions and all those kids who laughed at him then, will probably still laugh at him now."

Uzumi glanced down at the stack of papers on the table, unsure what to say. There were so many young men who he had imagined catching his daughter's eye. Why of all people, had it had to be Athrun Zala? Casually, he began to rummage through his mail. His fingers stopped suddenly when he noticed a warn envelope with a PLANTS stamp on it. He frowned as he looked at the sending address and almost instantly his entire body froze.

He had a choice.

Looking down at his daughter, he honestly considered discarding the letter. Time was the only thing that could now mend her shattered heart. Would giving her this only cause her more pain? It would be better if she forgot about the boy from the PLANTS, would it not? Even if he had come to accept Athrun, Athrun's father would cause nothing but grief for his daughter, would he not? Did he really want to put Cagalli through that?

Yet, the other half of his conscience told him that it was, in the end, Cagalli's choice. Who was he to tell her what was right and wrong for her? It had been his own actions, after all, that had ultimately torn the couple apart. Perhaps if he hadn't been so rash and quick to judge he could have prevented all the pain his daughter was now feelings. His behavior had almost resulted in Cagalli's death had it not been for the young man he had found so easy to distrust.

He was her father. His role was to support her with whatever she decided to do – it was not to chose how she should live her life.

"Cagalli," He barely managed to say her name. "This came for you."

Her eyes widened as Uzumi handed her the letter. It was from the PLANTS… it was from Athrun! For a second, she was afraid to open it and afraid of what it held. Gradually, she forced herself to open the seal, unfold the letter and read it.

Dear Cagalli,

It's been a little cloudy here in the PLANTS. Next week, though, I hear it is supposed to be a little warmer. I guess I owe you a great deal of answers. I don't even know where to begin but I you deserve to an answer to the questions in your letters. I'll do my best to comply.

I know you blame yourself for what happened and I want you to know that none of this was your fault. We had made decisions and none of those decisions were with the intention of the results that emerged from them. I won't be playing basketball for a long time but I'm mending a little bit more every day. I never received any of your letters until moments ago. I hope you can forgive me for the delay and I promise that I will do all I can to answer any of your letters in the future with a swift reply.

I guess I don't really have to tell you that I won't be going back to school on Earth come the fall. My father has enrolled me in an academic institution up here, in the PLANTS. I will miss you but I will always hold the time we shared together very dear. I hope that we can maintain communication through the means of letters. In my life, I've had very few people that I could consider true friends. You were, and still are, very special to me, Cagalli, and I want you to know that nothing could or will ever change that.

I've never been good with words but I hope that this letter reaches you. Please forward your letters to this address: 24 Destinview Av. BOX 24 N5L W9I.

Thinking only of you,

Athrun.

Uzumi watched his daughter intently as she read Athrun's letter. Her eyes lit up as she rose from her chair and hurried to her room. She didn't recognize the new address but at that point, she didn't really care.

"Cagalli?" He called and smiled when he saw the life that had returned to her sparkling auburn eyes. "Good news?"

"He's doing fine," Cagalli called over her shoulder as she dashed into her room. Anxiously, she pulled a piece of lined paper from a binder and snatched up a pen. She had so much to write about. She had so much to tell him!

Flopping onto her bed, Cagalli couldn't help but feel a chill wash over her. She felt like she was living a soap opera where she and Athrun were star-crossed lovers separated by hundreds of miles with only their love to hold them together. She giggled to herself at the silliness of it all. Although she hadn't seen in him for ages, she felt as though she had met him for the first time all over again. Everything seemed so fresh and so beautiful.

Steadily, she placed her pen down on the paper and began to write.

Dear Athrun…

For three years that was how it was. The two would correspond and exchange the news and events of their lives via pen and paper. Unfortunately, the renewed freshness of their relationship gradually faded away and the duration of time between letters grew. Both of them became busy with their lives they no longer shared, with the exception of what was written in their letters.

Days of waiting for the mailman to come eventually became a casual glance in the mailbox which eventually became her father having to call her whenever a letter for her arrived. It wasn't that she still didn't care a great deal about Athrun. It was just that as time had progressed, she had found other aspects of her life competing for her time.

Last Cagalli had heard, Athrun was finishing up his undergraduate degree in the PLANTS somewhere. He had been studying mechanical engineering, which Cagalli knew suited him well. Athrun had also mentioned having moved out of his home and closer to his place of study. Cagalli supposed that made sense. Athrun had lived a very unstable life due to the nature of his father's work and it was probably nice for him to enjoy a little more constancy and stability in the way he lived.

As for herself, Cagalli had completed her studies in political science and was starting her specialization in the analysis of international affairs. It was a subject that had always interested her. In a way, she almost blamed Athrun for that. After having seen what he had been put through had made her realize how much the political scene on both earth and in space affected the individual.

Although her father had been reluctant at first, he had given in and allowed her to study at the PLANTS International School of Foreign Affairs. It was a school famous for it's political programs and Uzumi had wanted nothing but the best for his daughter. More importantly, he had now realized that he wanted her to be happy.

"Good morning, Cagalli," Lacus smiled as she caught sight of the young woman casually walking down the hall towards the departmental lounge. She smiled sadly when she noticed that Cagalli's coat and long, blonde hair were damp and her jeans were drenched. "Did you get caught in the rain?"

"It's a long walk even from the parking lot," Cagalli admitted as she re-adjusted the grip on her backpack. In many ways she was grateful that Lacus had also signed away a year of her life to the same school as her. It was always easier adapting to a new area when you had a friend with you. "And the weather has been awful as of late."

Her friend's smile widened and a mischievous twinkle flashed in her blue eyes. "It's the calm after the storm." She giggled and Cagalli knew exactly what she meant and indeed she was right.

About six weeks ago a student named Sai had attempted to court Cagalli. It had all started when they were assigned to work together in class. Afterwards, Sai had insisted they go out for dinner. Cagalli, not wanting to be rude, had agreed to do so but since then, Sai had continued to great lengths to please her.

Despite it having been almost four years since she had seen Athrun, she hadn't dated anyone since. Somehow, nobody had been able to stir the feeling within her the way Athrun had. Although she and Athrun had grown apart over the years, she somehow just could not bring herself to let go.

"That's not funny Lacus," Cagalli told her but smiled just the same. Lacus and her were tutors for the political science department and had agreed to meet up that day to go over their class outlines.

"I'm sorry," Lacus sighed. "But it was pretty romantic when he brought you flowers yesterday. I wish Kira would do that for me."

Cagalli nodded and leaned against the wall. "Oh come on Lacus, you know that Kira thinks the world of you."

"I know," Lacus smiled and glanced down at the ring on her finger. "It's hard to imagine that in four months, I will be Mrs. Yamato. I know he's busy getting things ready for the wedding but I still would like some flowers too every now and then."

"You could always drop him a hint," Cagalli suggested. "Besides, it was Kira who arranged for your coffee to be brought to the department every morning at 8am was it not?"

"Oh sure," Lacus laughed and rolled her eyes playfully. "Men bring you flowers and chocolate and all I get is coffee. What is going to happen when I get married?"

Cagalli resisted the urge to burst out laughing with some sort of sarcastic remark. "At least you have found someone."

Lacus' ears picked up on the mild hint of sadness in Cagalli's tone. "So did you," Lacus pointed out. "All those years ago – remember?"

"In a perfect world, maybe," Cagalli sighed as she began to organize her notes in a futile attempt to look busy. "But in reality, I don't think it would have ever worked out."

"Why not? You loved him, didn't you?"

"Of course I did," Cagalli couldn't believe Lacus would even ask such a thing. "Unfortunately, I just don't think that was enough."

"Oh?"

"The relationship we had was met with nothing but obstacles from both my father and his," Cagalli explained. "Our being together would not bring happiness to anyone."

"Not even you?"

Cagalli turned to look at her friend questionably. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh nothing," Lacus hummed as she sat up and moved alongside Cagalli to help her arrange their class notes, that were now sprawled across the desk in the study lounge. "It's just that I don't really believe you."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"You haven't so much as looked at another guy since Athrun… um…left." Lacus pointed out and smiled. "I think that deep down, you are still hoping to find a way to make things work out."

"Perhaps I just haven't met another guy that I've been interested enough in to go out with." Cagalli challenged.

"Or perhaps none of them can compare with what you felt for Athrun." Lacus was quick to reply. "When is the last time you spoke with him?"

"About two months ago," Cagalli answered honestly. She felt a pang of guilt as she realized that it was in fact her turn to write him. "He finished school and was looking to get some into some sort of research. I don't really remember what he was doing."

Lacus nodded understandingly. "Long-distance relationships are hard."

"I suppose," Cagalli mumbled. Deep down, however, she was wondering if she could really call what she and Athrun had a relationship at all anymore. She couldn't let go. Her evening with Sai, for whatever reason, had felt like a betrayal to his memory though she couldn't understand why. Perhaps she should let him go. Accept that it could never work out and move on.

She knew that she should but also knew that she couldn't.

After a moment of silence, Cagalli decided she needed to escape the tense atmosphere. "I'm going to run to the library for a minute. I want to get some good quotes for my presentation."

She didn't wait for Lacus to respond rather she simply bolted for the door. Lacus was her friend but even with her, Cagalli found it difficult to talk about Athrun. She missed him. Four years ago, even if it had only been for a short time, she had felt complete. With him by her side she had felt as though she could have done anything.

As she sprinted across campus, she hardly noticed the rain as it poured down upon her. The library was not far from the Social Science building and soon Cagalli was rushing through the entrance doors, seeking shelter from the storm. It was all but abandoned and glancing down at her watch, she knew why. Very few were inspired to study at 8:15 in the morning. Only those that would spend the night in the library…

Damn it!

Cagalli shook her head. She had to get him out of her mind! Why was it so hard!? She paused to cast one last look out through the glass panels of the library doors. In many ways she envied Lacus. Lacus had Kira. The two were to be wed and they were happy together. She wasn't happy. Of course, she had busied herself with school but nothing had ever been able to fill the hole in her heart that Athrun had left.

Slowly, she trudged up the stairs and into the aisles that were lined with shelves of books. Books on anything that one could possibly want to know. The PLANTS International Library was the source of study materials for both the School of Foreign Affairs and the Institution of Technological Design a few blocks down the road. It was both impressive and intimidating at the same time.

"I guess I may as well start at the beginning," She muttered and started rummaging through the endless supply of books. As she did so, she heard soft footsteps coming from her left. She glanced sideways and frowned when she saw a flash of blue. Arching her back, she spotted a slender, well-dressed young man carrying a briefcase in the next aisle.

Her first thought was to ignore him, however, as she diverted her attention back to the book in her hand, she heard a soft, strained groan. Closing her book, she gently placed it back on the shelf and moved to the next aisle where the young man had disappeared.

She found him in the aisle categorized under "Mechanical alignment". He was standing on a small and wobbly three-step-ladder, trying to reach one of the books on the high shelves. Cagalli couldn't help but smile at the sight. The young man was very handsome. He had dark blue hair that was shorter than Athrun's had been and wore a pair of glasses that made him look much older than she suspected he was. He resembled a small child trying to reach the chocolate candy boxes on the top shelf in the supermarket. There were only five inches between his seeking hand and the book, but the short distance was enough to prevent him from reaching the book. Cagalli found the sight adorable when he carefully tried to stand on his tiptoes and reach higher.

Suddenly, the ladder began swaying beneath his feet, stirring worry in Cagalli's heart.

"Here, let me help you." She said, gaining the stranger's attention. The boy immediately gasped and whirled around. His cheeks colored in red and a sheepish smile graced his lips.

"Thanks." He said quietly and carefully stepped down.

"No problem." Cagalli assured him, brushing past him, shoulder to shoulder, as she walked to the ladder.

The young man watched her as she climbed up, and he had to smirk when he realized that Cagalli also had to stand on her tiptoes in order to reach the book. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched her, amused by the girl's long blonde ponytail swinging back and forth as Cagalli wiggled on the ladder.

"Damn, it's higher than I thought." Cagalli muttered, and then jumped up a little in order to snatch the book. She caught it quickly between her fingers, just before her descent. The ladder shook and waddled wildly when Cagalli landed on it. The boy's eyes widened.

"Hey- look out!" He called when the ladder finally tipped over. He wasted no time and launched towards Cagalli, trying to catch her.

They ended up crashing on the red carpet, Cagalli on top of the newcomer, pinning him down to the floor. Cagalli's legs were straddled over his. She placed two arms at either side of his body, and pushed herself up a bit so she could look down at his face.

They were both panting and a bit disoriented. Their faces were an inch apart, both their lips parted as they breathed heavily. Cagalli could feel his chest press against her as he breathed, the boy's arms trapped somewhere under her torso. She swallowed, somewhat embarrassed.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay?" She asked, panting. It was then she noticed that the fall had knocked the boy's glasses off and she could now get a good look at his eyes. They were green, green like the finest emeralds ever lifted from the earth. "I… Athrun?"

He nodded slowly, still in shock.

He couldn't tear his eyes off Cagalli's lips, the way they were carved like some grand statue. Cagalli's hair was a bit tousled by their fall, long blonde bangs hiding her face, moving up and down as Cagalli panted. Athrun smiled warmly, his body filling with a familiar warmth. He locked his gaze with Cagalli's, his green eyes looking deeply into the sandy pearls above him. He could feel Cagalli's hot breath caress his lips and his cheeks reddened. He slowly licked his dry lips, tracing his tongue slowly over his bottom lip. Cagalli swallowed hard, her wide eyes watching Athrun with great hesitation.

"C-Cagalli? You… how…"

There was tension in the air, thicker and heavier than ever before. Something in the air demanded that certain actions must be taken. Every sensation was enhanced by tenfold. The air sizzled and crackled like electricity. The sound of their heavy breathing overcame everything else. The feeling of their heartbeats, strong and wild, was nearly overwhelming.

She looked so much older. She had grown her hair out and he couldn't help but notice that she had developed a rather attractive figure.

Athrun could tell that Cagalli was feeling the same tension he felt; he could feel it in Cagalli's whole body. He could also see the uncertainty in Cagalli's eyes. Her fear reflected somewhere within the darker shades of her pupils. That dark night that had been responsible for so much of their pain and the guilt that followed reflected inside the shadowy center of Cagalli's eyes. Athrun remembered, and so did she. But unlike Athrun, she wasn't going to let it stop her.

As Cagalli stared into the shiny, bright green eyes, she suddenly felt completely revitalized. So many emotions ran through her body, urging her on. She wondered if his skin was still as smooth as it had been four years ago and whether his hair was just as soft. She mused about his lips and whether or not they would send currents of electricity through her body if she touched them with her own as they had in the past.

Athrun. Her Athrun had come back. He was here. Here with her! Suddenly, it didn't matter if they were on the floor of an abandoned aisle in the school library.

With a smile that spread gracefully on her lips, Cagalli lowered herself ever so slightly and pressed her lips to Athrun's. She swallowed the surprised gasp that escaped his lips and sealed the sweet mouth with her own. His eyes were still open, looking straight into Cagalli's eyes. It was the closest he'd been in what had seemed like an eternity to the ginger-colored jewels, and only now he could appreciate them for their true beauty.

Athrun's eyelashes slowly fluttered, until he closed his eyes. This was all the approval Cagalli needed, and she closed her eyes as well. The kiss deepened as Cagalli pressed closer to Athrun, taking charge of the kiss as she had so many times in the past.

She leaned heavily onto Athrun, her arms moving up to bury her fingers in Athrun's thick hair. Her tongue sneaked out to lick Athrun's bottom lip. She nibbled at the lush lip for a moment before Athrun opened his mouth and let her in. She dipped her tongue into the warm and moist mouth, her breath quickening in anticipation.

Beneath her, Athrun wiggled his hands from underneath Cagalli's body and brought them up. He embraced Cagalli tightly, letting her explore his mouth and lick every nook and cranny. His own tongue, shy and hesitant, joined the dance, and their kiss only intensified.

When they parted for air, they were both panting hard and blushing. Cagalli's cheeks were a bright red and so were Athrun's. She smiled down at the green-eyed boy, and leaned down to kiss his nose.

"How did you know I'd kiss you back?" Athrun asked softly, looking at Cagalli with kind and loving eyes.

Cagalli smiled, her eyes shining. "I took a gamble." She said, before she dove down for another kiss. The two rolled over on the red carpet, kissing passionately. Drowning in the intensity of the kiss, Cagalli realized why she had never been able to let go. Time had forced them to grow apart yet the love they shared had never withered.

When Cagalli finally let Athrun up, the two sat side by side on the floor, backs resting against a bookshelf for support. For a moment, neither of them knew what to say. Both were wondering whether they had acted too abruptly.

"What are you doing here?" Athrun finally managed to ask.

"I go to school here," Cagalli explained weakly and felt her face flush. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm working on a research project for one of the professors at the Tech. Institute down the road," Athrun answered truthfully as he fumbled around on the floor until he found his glasses. "I guess I forgot to mention that in my last letter."

Cagalli watched as he put them back on and tried to bury a small giggle. "You know, I didn't even recognize you with those on."

"Yes well," Athrun tossed her a playful grin. "You look different too."

"Athrun," Cagalli took a deep breath. "I was just so happy to see you, I'm sorry if I seemed forceful. Just now, I mean, I… it's been…I hope you don't think I'm some kind of… it's not really like that… you see, I…"

"Cagalli," Athrun interrupted her gently. "Do you see me complaining?"

Numbly, she shook her head.

"I enjoyed it," Athrun admitted to her. "I haven't been with anyone since…"

"Me neither." Cagalli allowed her body to lean against his as she rested her head on his shoulder. "But, what are we doing? We both know that this isn't a perfect world. How can we make this work? How can we make us work?"

"Giving up before you even start will lead to a life of nothing but regret," Athrun replied and sighed. "To be honest, I haven't lived at home for about three years. My father and I don't really talk much anymore. He's been busy with his work and I've been preoccupied with school. My apartment is about a five minute walk from campus."

"Was it because of me?" Cagalli asked meekly. She remembered in the first letter she had received from Athrun how he had requested that she write to him using a different address.

"No," Athrun said firmly. "It was me. Things happened while I was recovering from, well, you know. Anyway, we never really got over it."

"So it is my fault."

"No, it isn't." Athrun insisted. "It's mine. What happened four years ago was the tip of something that goes much deeper. I know my father loves me and I love him but… I guess we both have come to realize that we need to live our own separate lives."

"Maybe," Cagalli held her breath all her hopes and dreams hanging on her next few words. "Maybe if we tried again, things would be different?"

"Maybe," Athrun nodded, his eyes never wavering. "Maybe not. I'm not going to pretend that I know what will happen in the future. I do know though that I never stopped caring about you."

"I never let go of what we had," Cagalli told him firmly and made a face when she saw Athrun smirk.

"Apparently not, judging by what just happened."

Playfully, she smacked him over the back of the head causing Athrun to jerk forward every so slightly. Though he looked a little different, he was still the same. A little taller and he kept his hair slightly differently yet his demeanor and all the reasons why she had loved him were still there.

"I love you, Athrun," She whispered. It was something that she had longed to say for so long.

"I love you too, Cagalli," Athrun told her as he reached over and pulled her into a tight embrace. He smiled warmly when he felt her wrap her arms around his torso. "And I missed you."

"Did you want to try again?" She asked and felt her heart catch in her throat when Athrun gently pulled back. She exhaled softly as he carefully brushed a few stray bangs from her eyes.

"I would like that," He replied and, for the first time that Cagalli could recall, Athrun was the one to lean in and catch her lips in a soul-searing kiss that spoke of a future of promise, hope, love and happiness for both of them.

Owari.

I hope you enjoyed it. Initially, I wasn't going to end it with the two of them together. I actually wanted to end it with Athrun and Cagalli fading apart and Athrun meeting Meyrin in one of his classes. Unfortunately, I like the Athrun/Cagalli pairing and just couldn't bring myself to separate them. Besides, one thing I hope I was able to show was how Cagalli's father is now a little more open-minded… it's a sign that there is hope right?

I left parts of the story open in case I ever wanted to write a sequel but that won't be for a while. I do have so ideas though.

Once again, thank you everyone for sticking with this story. It's been a wonderful experience. This is my first romance ever and I think I might write so more because I really enjoyed writing it!

Please review and let me know what you think ok? If you really do not like it, I will do my best to revise it.

Take care,

Krilyn