I had to force myself to write most of this. xD

That way I could get this done for you guys, and just done in general.

I've just been super busy. Not with the Dragon story, I decided not to do that.

But... with WoW. LOL.

Oh, and just so you know, I'm making a Naruto x Sakura and a Sasuke x Sakura fanfic in the future.

I used to love GaaSaku. That died.

Then I began to like NaruSaku, then I've been obsessing over SasuSaku. SO.

Naruto x Sakura would probably be sappy. I wanted to do a sappy fanfic.

But sappiness is just wrong in a GaaraxSakura fanfiction. I think most of you would agree.

Just imagine for a second.

"Sakura, lets run off into the sunset!"

"Oh, Gaara!"

No.

(But that won't happen in SakuNaru anyways. xD)

And, also, since I don't think I'm good enough at writing, I'm going to take some college courses in

writing and language skills.

That is going to be soo hard. Ohmygod. x_x

I need to learn someway, though.

Anyways. Here's the 13th chapter! Hope you like. c:

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto I sure as hell wouldn't be writing this right now.

I stared between Naruto's and Gaara's expressions while I was confined in the small bed of my Hospital room. I was on top of the sheets, in my normal clothing, with my hands over my stomach.

The boys, on the other hand, sat awkwardly at the end of the bed. Naruto looked restless, and Gaara looked... Well, ever since his discovery the other day, he just hasn't really been the same.

He stared off into space, his expression a lot softer than what it normally was, and I knew he was thinking about it. That much was obvious. What he was literally thinking was a mystery to me, and not knowing bugged the living hell out of me.

What was worse about this whole situation was his discussion with Lady Tsunade yesterday sounded like a failure, and he had to leave tonight.

I glanced out the window, staring blankly at the brilliant twilight colors in the distance. The sunsets in Konoha were beautiful, but not as amazing as Suna's. In Konoha half of the sunset was hidden behind the mysterious darkness of the forest. In Suna, the wide open desert revealed every strange magenta and tangerine color, and it mixed between the thin clouds in the sky.

He'd arrived not even a day and a half ago. And now he was leaving, which was probably the only option he had, but still. It wasn't hardly fair.

Just when things seemed better, and my rare flower of luck had seemed to finally bloom, I realize it was just a figment of my imagination. A mirage, one would say.

I heaved a depressing sigh, and Naruto was the one to look up.

Gaara stood up, noticing just as well as I did how dark the sky was turning, and walking to my bedside. I looked up to him, noticing the stone expression replacing the softness that had crept unknowingly upon his face.

"When will you be told of the gender?" his simply asked, his hand resting on the pole beside my bed, which would be used for support when needed.

"It'll be official in six months, roughly. They can only assume until the baby is bigger," I breathed, and I reached out for his scarred, empty hand, trying to hold back the tears I was almost positive were going to come.

"I'll be back in six months, then." he forced out, and I felt my stomach flip in horror. Six months.

I squeezed the slightly tan hand laced with mine, shaking my head. My attempts went unanswered, and practically unnoticed. He just squeezed back.

"Take care of both of you. I won't tolerate returning and seeing you withered. You're a flower that doesn't wither," he forced, putting his hand on my shoulder and shaking me slightly.

His tough love made me smile bleakly, and I all I could do was nod.

"I'll be counting the days." I breathed, forcing myself to be strong, just as he asked.

And with that, he leaned down slowly to kiss my forehead, and his intoxicating cologne of the desert cinnamon filled my lungs, making my adrenaline race and the excitement dwelling dully inside of me react suddenly. I couldn't resist pulling him down by his robe, forcing a needy kiss on his lips. He didn't complain.

Once Gaara had left, the late spring rain decided to take part in the torturous farewell, yet again. It was like it knew what had just happened. Naruto had taken part in the good-bye, speaking of him catching up to Hokage so they could be Kage's together one day, and Gaara had said in his own little way to "hurry up".

How many good-byes were we going to have to go through until we could finally be together? How long would this seriously last, considering I had a child and in the end there was no way to separate us anyways. They knew I wouldn't just sit here and deal with it.

My best friend, whom I'd consider probably my brother, inched closer to my bedside nervously. He was always understanding of pain. Instead of ruining the mood and announcing his boredom and anger towards Tsunade for not giving him a Sasuke Rescue Mission, he instead waited patiently by my side for any requests that would make me happier. He always hated me upset.

The sound of the rain beating against the rooftops made me close my eyes, the tears I almost expected to come never taking its leave.

It was times like these a saying I'd heard so many times in the past would be appropriately said aloud, but this time I changed it, and said it to myself in cold silence.

"Thus the rain would appear and wash clean what was never dirty in the first place; only constantly leaving her alone in her wake to relish the past and dread the looming months that dwelled right before her empty eyes."

[Almost Four Months later]

"Oh! Look at that baby bump!" a voice cried from my open door, the breeze wafting from outside cooling the absolutely frying temperatures inside my house. I wore a – finally – too small red shirt of mine, and I was cleaning the dishes in the sink. I looked up, noticing my only three female best friends at the door, obviously on a girls day out.

Ino had been responsible for the shouting, and skipped forward next to me, demanding my stomach instantly. I sighed irritably, turning off the water and letting her, for the fifth time this week, rub my belly.

"To think, you're having a kid before me. Who would have thought!" she snickered, poking me a few times before I swatted her hand away. Hinata came up from behind her, Tenten shortly after.

"Yeah, well, life's full of unexpected surprised. Right Tenten?" I smiled, putting my hands on my hips, towel in one hand.

"Oh, stop it. I was expecting it," she stammered, looking away with a slightly reddened face.

"That's right. When are you and Neji going to start going public?" Ino turned to ask, abandoning my stomach to attack Tenten now.

Hinata stood in the middle, watching all three of us silently, her always innocent smile perched on her pale face. Tenten was trying to avoid our gazes, and especially Ino's.

"Why are you all here anyways? I have to leave soon. Baby appointment," I said, throwing the towel over the refrigerator door and approaching them.

"We wanted to go with you," Hinata said quietly, her voice always difficult to hear. It was rare that Hinata would speak, but she'd actually changed a lot. It was all because of Naruto, and anyone knew that.

"Yeah. Whether you like it or not, forehead." Ino snorted, almost as if on cue.

"Ugh, why do you have to be such a pig," I groaned, pushing past her and to the door. My appointment at the hospital was in about five minutes. They'd arrived just on time, except this morning I'd been rather nit picky, and didn't want to tolerate with anything.

They would just have to deal with my mood swings, I guess.

"Hey Sakura, what do you want it to be?" Tenten butted in, probably preventing an argument between me and Ino that'd last through the appointment.

I paused at the question, not really expecting it to be asked by anyone but myself.

"I've thought of it more than you know, and I still don't really know. I'd be happy with either one, because all in all, it's my baby. I'd take it even if it was a monster." I mumbled, resting my hand on the small bump of my stomach.

"I don't want to jinx this or anything, but with Gaara's past, that definitely is somewhat of a possibility." Ino pressed harshly, and I glared at her.

"I highly doubt that any demon is going to be inside of it, or whatever you're implying." I hissed, sticking my nose up in confidence as I walked.

But the words Ino's head latched onto my train of thoughts, and I knew I wasn't going to stop thinking about it until the baby was born. I couldn't help but worry, I knew very well what life it would live if there was really a demon inside of it. I bet this is what Hinata thinks about, even though she isn't pregnant yet, especially since the chances with her are 10x greater. Mine's just a tiny possibility.

And that tiny possibility is something I do not want to see become real.

We reached the hospital fairly quickly, but the entire way I had my hand rested on the bump of my stomach, my thumb instinctively rubbing back and forth. Ino peeked at me from the corner of her eye a few times, and then I heard her sigh.

When I walked in the front door, I was greeted by my fellow staff immediately. Remarks on how big I was getting were heard from every direction, and I just smiled awkwardly. But of course, to my dismay, I had at least three requests to touch my stomach, and by the fourth I practically threw a tantrum.

"I am going to give birth by the time I make it to my appointment!" I whined annoyingly, and stormed through the halls to the room Tsunade would be meeting me in. I didn't want a public audience, and Tsunade had pretty much decided for me who the person doing the ultrasound would be. Which was her, of course.

Over the past couple months, Tsunade had fully transformed into a devoted mother, and a loyal grandparent at that. She was as desperate to find out the baby's gender as I am, if not maybe even a little more. I didn't mind either way what the baby was, but she had her mind set on a girl, for whatever reason. She'd made this clear by now.

"Why didn't you decide to do an ultrasound at home, Sakura?" Hinata asked shyly, but without any stuttering.

"I could've but it requires a harder process and at least two people to channel the chakra to check the baby's gender. Plus, I kind of wanted someone else telling me officially what the gender would be. I'd have to study it for a bit to make sure, and that would've ruined the surprise." I explained, guiding my mini crowd in through the cracked door, and once we were all inside I shut it behind me. I made sure to lock it, as well, and put the sign up.

Tsunade was sitting there, impatient, with her hands folded by her face. She'd been staring off into the distance for a while, but as soon as we were inside she got to our feet to greet us.

"Ready, Sakura?" she asked, folding her arms contently at the sight of my smug expression.

"As ready as I'll ever be. Ino, you're the second person doing this, right?" I asked, noticing Tenten and Hinata sitting down in the two guest chairs near the "bed". She nodded with a smirk, and headed over to the sink to wash her hands.

I heaved a sigh, and moved over to the bed to get in the right position. I moved onto my back comfortably, content where I was at, almost like in routine. I had normal check ups, but this time it would be different. Tsunade finished washing her hands and approached me with a jar of clear jelly, and I made a face.

"Be nice, that shit is-" I began, and with a roll of her eyes Tsunade dropped a glob of it on my stomach. The top of my stomach felt like the temperature of the arctic mountains.

"COLD." I cringed, flinching in my spot and squeezing my eyes shut. Ino snorted loudly, and when I opened my eyes I could see the satisfied expression on Tsunade's face. Why were they being so mean right now? Ugh.

They had their hands over my stomach, and they were lit in a greenish glow. I watched curiously, and Ino stole a glance at Tsunade's face, as if expecting her to say something. Her expression went back to looking at my stomach, and both of their face's were questionable and a bit confused.

"This is going to feel uncomfortable, and a bit weird, Sakura. We have to move the baby a little so we can get a better look." she said, and I groaned. I've done procedures like these on pregnant women before, and their reactions were always unpleasant. I sighed, and nodded my head once.

I immediately took pity on the women I'd had to do this process on in the past. Cringing, I gripped the side of the bed when a roll of nausea flipped in my stomach, and I exhaled audibly. At one point I almost sat up, but I forced myself down.

"You have no idea how weird and unnatural this feels," I muttered, and at some point Hinata had decided to get up and stand next to me. I wasn't sure why, probably because she thought I was in pain. Instead I was just extremely uncomfortable, and it felt like my guts were being moved up and around in my stomach. Not much pain, just, a really wrong kind of feeling.

It was when I heard Tsunade draw in a deep breath than I looked back over at them. Ino's face was scrunched up a bit, and Tsunade's looked... Really determined, unfortunately for me.

"I think I see it, but then, I don't. Damnit," Ino hissed, and Tsunade stayed silent, a deep concentration plastered over her face. She closed her eyes, and tried to look harder, from what I assumed. Sometimes it was just difficult to find the gender out, but with enough time and effort put into it, you could find out.

After another five agonizing minutes, I sat up just slightly, becoming impatient.

"If you guys don't figure it out, I'm going to l-"

"You were right," Ino suddenly said, and all of us looked up, except Tsunade.

"I don't care who was right or wrong, what's the gender?" I hissed. Tsunade opened her eyes, and the glowing green chakra around her hands disappeared. Ino did the same, and huffed silently on the opposite side of the bed. I stared at Tsunade.

And for the first time in ages, I saw her actually grin.

"It's a girl, Sakura. Thank the gods," she breathed, putting her hand over my stomach again and letting the green chakra take place once more.

"You're positive?" I breathed, feeling pride swell inside my chest.

"Sakura, there is no penis on that baby. Trust me, I would have found it." Ino mumbled. Tenten snorted, and Ino shot a dark look at her. There was no doubt Ino wanted the kid to be a boy.

But I didn't care. I smiled where I was at, looking down at my stomach and feeling the emotional tears begin to sting on my eyes. A baby girl. My smile transformed into a grin, much like Tsunade's, and I couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"What will you call her?" Hinata asked quietly, looking down at me and smiling as well.

The tears weld up in my eyes and pooled over while I continued to stare at the ground, and a shaky breath escaped from my lips. What would I call her? There were so many names...

She was a mixture between the both of us. We are opposites, there were few things we completely shared. The search for a name would be difficult, which would probably explain why I hadn't thought of one yet.

"I don't really know," I breathed, Tsunade and Ino's hands retreating from my swollen belly. I'd lifted myself up onto my elbows before, but now I was laying flat on my back again, my eyes staring at the brown ceiling above me.

I thought back on the times we shared. From when we were children, to young adults like we are now. Closing my eyes, memories flooded my mind and blocked out the voices around me as they spoke amongst themselves. I knew Tsunade's eyes were on me, inspecting me, always trying to read my expressions. I couldn't help but feel she was still upset with me being a mother. I sighed.

After a moment of thinking of similarities between Gaara and I, it quickly hit me. It may be too blunt, but I felt confident with it.

"I can't choose without Gaara." I spoke suddenly, and they looked over at me. Hinata nodded, as well as Ino. I didn't share the best bond with Tenten, so she only smiled.

"But for now, if I could, I would name her Aiko."

[About Five Months later]

The grip I had on the plastic Kunai in my hand suddenly disappeared, and it hit the floor with a dull clatter. I groaned irritably, and put my hand to my forehead.

"Are you okay, Sakura-chan?" Naruto's voice asked beside me, and he knelt to the ground to pick it up for me. I nodded my head slowly, forcing a smile.

"Mhm. Sorry Naruto, it's a bit tough to move like this." I said as I shook the pink strands of hair out my view. He put the Kunai where I had been planning to put it with ease, and I watched with envy. He looked at me and grinned his usual wide grin, and I couldn't help but huff a laugh. Show off.

I set my hand on my stomach when the strange pain in my pelvis started to return, and my expression twisted from the pain. The pink Kunai that hung over the baby bed swayed, and I stepped away to sit on the rocking chair next to it. Once I was sitting down the muscles in my body relaxed, and I started inhaling deeply and releasing slowly afterwards.

Then, I paused, the air catching in my throat slightly. I took another deep breath and exhaled once more, Naruto fiddling with another Kunai in his hand. It took another breath to convince me of what I was worried about. I groaned loudly, and Naruto turned to look at me.

"Sakura-chan...?" he asked as his looked over his shoulder at me, the silly pink Kunai resting in his hand. His expression was full of curiosity, but I didn't look up at him. My mind was busy to answer him at the moment. I heaved a sigh, and removed the hand from the top of my bulged stomach to my lungs, measuring the distance. I measured a few more times just to make sure, then I turned my gaze to my brother before me.

"Do me a favor, Naruto. I need to deliver a letter to Gaara-kun." I mumbled, shaking my head slightly from disbelief.

"What for?" he asked curiously, always nosy.

"I think I'm going to go into labor soon." I replied, looking up at him and rubbing the wide bump of my stomach. He gaped at my words.

"WHAT? How can you tell?" he shouted, and I winced at the outburst.

"Shut up, Naruto!" I shouted back in annoyance, raising my fist warningly. Flinching from my threatening fist, I glowered at him before I reached for the paper and pen on the table near me. I began furiously writing on it, and paused several times thinking of what to say and how to properly word things, but after awhile I gave in and just wrote freely. I rolled it, wrapped a maroon rubber band around it and handed it to Naruto.

"Let Tsunade know that I might be going into labor soon, too. Tell her I'm finding it a lot easier to breathe, and the area around my pelvic feels really pressured. She'll understand." I said, and he took it questioningly. He stood there confused, expecting something. I rolled my eyes.

"It means the baby is dropping from my stomach to my... Well, it's dropping. So there's pain down there and since she's farther from my lungs it's easier to breathe. Get it?" I explained messily, and he closed his eyes, rubbing the top of his head. A cheesy grin widened on his face and he laughed nervously. I sighed.

That meant no.

"It takes three days on average to get from here to Suna. I hope she doesn't come barging through before then," I hoped, nervousness spiking in my voice. His eyes were on me, watching me, probably with concern. Then he suddenly pumped his fist in the air, and I reeled back from the sudden movement.

"I'll hurry and get this to Granny, Sakura-chan. Don't you worry!" he announced, running out of the room and opening the front door to my home loudly. I could hear his feet landing on the ground once, and then my ears only heard the fading sound of his steps as he got farther and farther away. It didn't take long for Naruto to catch on to my distress, and he always tried to help.

He was going to make a great Uncle.

The moon glowed beautifully in the sky, hovering slightly above the tops of the trees right behind the Konoha hospital. The night was quiet, the stars twinkled in the sky and the forest buzzed with silent life. The people working night shifts moved quietly in the hospital; the Medic's treating their patients as they slept and the Ninja guarded the buildings with their lives, constantly alert of any type of the threat. Fortunately, there was only one threat they needed to worry about that night.

And that was from the screaming, raging pink haired medic that lived in the village.

"When you said it wasn't painful," Sakura hissed in Tsunade's arms as the Hokage herself carried her "adopted" daughter from the farthest area in the village to the hospital. "You were fucking wrong!"

A towel was hanging below the lower region of her body, darkening the shade of the towel from the fluid that was draining from her body.

"What, did you want me to say it was the worst pain in the world?" she mumbled, and I gritted my teeth together. The contractions and my labor had started shortly before my water broke, which had caught me off guard. I'd neglected it slightly as I was working around my house, thinking it may have just been a strange cramp. But when the water started gushing out, I knew it wasn't just a cramp anymore. She was finally coming out.

"No, but saying it wasn't painful was, ungh, really dumb, you idiot!" I cried, my voice breaking when another wave of pain rocked my body, and I threw my head back to release a painful cry. Tsunade tolerated my insults and shouts only because of the situation. Landing from roof to roof rocked me painfully, and I starting grinding my teeth harder at times.

I released low groans, the pain increasing more and more with every second. Sweat broke out on my forehead and what little make-up I was wearing was probably smeared by now. I gripped Tsunade's clothes with my hand, knowing if I tried holding her hand or something I'd break it off.

Landing at the front of the hospital she bolted in quickly, and the several people working there looked up in surprise.

"It's the Hokage!" some shouted, and I looked up weakly as I felt a roll of nausea in my stomach. Pay attention to the women in labor, not the Hokage, you idiots! I shouted mentally, my inner self raging inside of me.

"Sakura is in labor! Someone get a hospital bed out here, immediat-"

"There will be no need for one. I have a room prepared," Tsunade said loud enough for them to hear as she bolted through the room and into the hall, heading to the area of the hospital where we handled the births of women in labor. Like me.

Who was currently restraining the urge to punch the hell out of something.

I bit back a painful cry when Tsunade set me in the bed, shutting the door and pulling the curtain over half the room. A couple nurses followed, and one was someone I knew very well. The blonde haired Hokage put on some gloves and brought a tray over that consisted of unique tools.

I felt a sting of awkwardness when my panties were hurriedly pulled off, but that was to be expected. My legs were lifted and spread, my feet set comfortably on two higher pieces of metal.

"Why didn't you come here sooner, Sakura? You're completely dilated," I heard the familiar voice of Ino hiss behind her mask.

"Not now, Ino," I hissed, clenching the side of the bed as they got things ready. They pushed a blanket under me and I squeezed my eyes shut. This baby was coming out now.

And it was quite literally right now.

"Breathe, and push, Sakura." I heard someone's voice say, and through the pain I wasn't sure who it was, but I listened as my heart exploded in my chest. Push, breathe, push, breathe. Sweat trickled down the side of my head as I suddenly felt the pressure move inside of me. With a third push, I felt it suddenly slip out, and I gasped in surprise.

I lifted myself forward to try and get a glimpse at what it looked like, determined to find the gender, but I was pushed forcefully back down to rest. At my state my body listened obediently, and I flopped onto the bed. I heard some sloppy wet sounds, and then the loud cries of the baby. My baby. My heart ached at the sound, and I attempted to sit up again.

"We were right, Sakura," Tsunade mumbled as I saw her wipe the blood and fluid off the baby's head. I blinked, feeling a whole new wave of emotion from looking at such an innocent face. Tsunade turned, a smile wide on her face as she was accompanied by Ino and the other's, and handed me the bundle in her arms.

"It's definitely a girl." she said, and I exhaled slowly, my thoughts racing in my head. There was silence for a few moments, along with Ino's quiet sobbing, and then there was some loud slamming on the door.

"Lady Tsunade, the Kazekage is requesting permission to come in." a voice asked from behind the door, and she glanced at me. I hesitated a moment, my eyes burning into her's as I finally decided to nod.

"Tsu-"

"Tell him to come on in." her loud voice cut off the nurse who was surely standing outside, and I suddenly felt incredibly nervous. Gaara was here. I began to bite my cheek, staring down at the beautiful baby in my arms. Ino bent down to give me a hug, and I returned it feebly, but when they began walking out the door I felt myself panic. Tsunade instantly put a hand on my shoulder.

"She is his daughter. Trust me, Sakura, you're fine." she breathed. I smiled from her comforting words, and at that she turned and walked out the door. Merely seconds later it reopened, and my lime green eyes darted over to see.

Their wide cyan blue eyes on the baby in my arms told me more than enough.

~ Fifteen Years Later ~

"Do you think it's safe?" a husky voice questioned me, and I placed a hand on my hip.

"Will you quit? She needs to go. We need to go. It's been 10 years since she went there. I don't think she even remembers Konoha." I hissed, and the Kazekage folded his arms in reaction.

"I fear she will want to abandon Suna for her birth home." his concern shined not only in his voice, but in his expression, which was usually a rare sight for the man. I could only frown.

"Trust your daughter. She is loyal," I leaned in a little closer, placing a kiss on the side of his head. "Just as I am."

"I suppose."

"You're coming with, right?"

"I'm not letting you take her there without me." he growled, and I shrugged.

In the end, I had kept Aiko with me until she was weaned, and moved in with Gaara for a year. After a while I became incredibly homesick, which was completely unexpected because of how comfortable I had been before. I juggled both homes for a while before settling in Konoha. Aiko suffered the consequences the most having both parents in separate places, but that was our mistake by having lovers in different cities. Do I regret it? Sometimes, but I would never regret giving birth to her.

"Where is she?" I asked, eager to see her. It had been a couple months.

"Outside. We're leaving now," he mumbled.

"You had this planned before I got here, didn't you?" I huffed, and I saw that classic smirk widen on his face.

"You know me too well." was the only thing he said before he vanished in a whirl of sand, appeared beside me in an instant to lay a sneak kiss on my lips, and then disappeared once more. I growled under my breath and threw open the door, muttering several insults under my breath as I went. Yep, my temper never diminished over the years.

A blur of red suddenly caught my attention, and if it had been dangerous I would have prevented it from touching me. But I knew quickly who it was, and embraced her when she collided into my chest. Her grip was as strong as mine sometimes, but her real talent came from her father.

Aiko's hair was thin and red like her father's, and she even had his cyan blue eyes, but they were more shaped like my eyes. She wore black and red, and was skilled in mid-range and close-range attacks. She used her marvelous sand, just like Daddy, to bring the opponent closer so she could finish them off up close with physical, sand mixed attacks. She wasn't as skillful with the sand as Gaara, but that was to be expected.

"Is it true? Are we going to Konoha?" she cried, the excitement screaming in her voice. It was strange, she was awfully loud. Where did that come from? Surely not me, I wasn't that loud. Right?

"It's true, we're leaving as soon as possible."

"Yes!" she cried, throwing her fist in the air and suddenly hugging me again. I laughed lightly, and Gaara appeared beside us almost instantly.

"Ready, Aiko?" I asked, and she nodded, her grin widening on her face. I glanced up at Gaara, who seemed a bit frustrated. I took his hand, and his eyes snapped to mine. I gave a squeeze.

"Trust your heart." I breathed, and his eyes softened. I felt him tighten his grip.

"Hn," was his simple response, and I looked back to Aiko, who's eyes were a splitting image of her father's.

I stared at her for a moment, becoming more and more nostalgic as the seconds passed. Her eyes were the same since the first day I laid eyes upon them, sitting with Gaara in my room as she finally found the way to open her eyelids for the first time. I has gasped, Gaara wasn't able to take his eyes off of her. She was just like him, in so many ways.

But now I was returning home side by side with the two most important people in my life; My husband, my child, my love. My family. I took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

"Alright Aiko. Let's go home."

And that's it.

IT IS COMPLETE.

Thanks all you guys for your support along the way, I'm so sorry it took so long to finish this!

I've just been so busy and so unmotivated, but at least it's done now.

And again I'm sorry it ended ubruptly and so short, I might go back and edit a few things in the future.

Tell me what you think, Review and let me know if anything seems weird or really good!

LOVE ALL YOU GUYS. 3

~ Carenia