Hey! Happy New Year guys!

As much as it pains me to say this, but, this is the final chapter of this fic! (cries) I have been outlining this out from the start, so this is really my official final chapter (took me three times to be satisfied with this). I did say on my earlier chapters that I will only take this as far as the Varia arc, and so, I ended up with this. Further announcements will be at the end of thee chapter.

I hope you enjoy this final chapter.

Chapter 32 Conclusion

Earlier that night

Sentinella Base

The moment all of them entered the base, they were met by Irie at the door, joined by Eliza. All of them were shocked to find them near the base infirmary. "I'm glad you guys are here!" Irie said with relief. It could be seen that he had been fussing all over the base since that evening. Something had gone terribly wrong.

"Irie! What happened? We came as soon as we saw Tsuna's illusion break. It wasn't supposed to be that way!" Giotto asked frantically.

Irie nodded. "There is trouble. Come with me," he said as he led them to the infirmary room where Tsuna had been staying.

When they had arrived, they saw Anna waiting for them beside Tsuna's bed her eyes were full of sheer worry despite the fact that half her face was almost hidden by her black veil. When she spotted them entering the room, she slowly stood up, supported by Byakuran who had been by her side the whole time. "Giotto-kun…everyone," she called with relief. But then she noticed that someone was missing, "Where's Knuckle-kun?" she asked.

"Knuckle went with the Vongola brat and the others. Hime had tasked him to watch over Natsuki until he wakes up," Lampo explained.

"I see…" Anna looked at Tsuna who was currently wearing an oxygen mask, unconscious and breathing heavily. "Always thinking of her brother even though she is in a dangerous state…" she muttered.

Kyouya raised a brow, "What do you mean, Anna-sama?" he said, walking towards Tsuna's side.

"I know Tsunarumi-chan. It appears that she had miscalculated some things regarding her plans…" she revealed. Now that was a word that none of them believed would be in the same sentence with Tsuna and her plans. Miscalculation was something of a taboo word for her. It was impossible for them to think of it as well. As the others delved on that thought, she decided to continue. "It all started when she used herself as the bait as GolaMosca's sole battery, in order to save VongolaNono. It took too much of her flame reserves considering that the humanoid had gone haywire and brought forth chaos and destruction in the grounds of the school. It was too much for her flame reserves and it almost ran out…" she started. "We had thought that she would fully recover, however, her reserves have not returned by half even now. I tried to reason with her along with Eliza and the others, but she didn't listen. She still set the day of the final trial to a week."

"She…" G muttered and cursed.

Kyouya looked at Tsunarumi. She looked so weak and defenseless. It was wringing his heart out to see her in that state. It was worse than the time when she was still 'Dame-Tsuna' everyone knew and bullied. Nothing could compare to her state right now. One wrong move and she will be in danger. "She risked her reserves to make Sawada Natsuki the Vongola Decimo as soon as possible." He concluded.

All looked at Anna, who did not object to Kyouya's conclusion. "That is a possible answer. It would appear to her that it would be better to deem Natsuki worthy of the title in the shortest time as possible in order for him not to encounter any more problems regarding the succession. She would have not benefited from it right now, but it would save her for being questioned if she was biased on choosing Vongola's heir as the one who had initiated this whole issue. More so, the ones who favors Xanxus could threaten his life, and more importantly, hers," she looked at Tsuna again, "The silly child…"

"What will happen to her then? Will she be alright?" Giotto wondered.

Irie sighed deeply, "When the illusion of hers broke, her reserves suddenly went down the drain for straining herself too much even though she didn't release the X-Burner flames. She had enough sense not to release those flames, because she had put all of her reserves there all at once. She was gambling in that ground, I can tell."

Daemon gritted his teeth, "She's too suicidal for her own good…" he muttered.

"And she has no such regard for her life…really, very troublesome…" Ugetsu muttered.

Kyouya then looked at the red-head, "Then, how is she right now?"

Irie took the clipboard from the table next to him, "According to the tests, she would be sleeping for a few more hours due to exhaustion and low reserves. It would take another month for her reserves to fully return to normal though. We need to monitor her the moment she wakes up so that she wouldn't use her reserves," he informed. "Which means…"

"Hime-chan will be on lockdown by the time she wakes up~!" Byakuran said with a cheerful voice, though his face looked calm as always.

All of them looked at Irie for an explanation of the said lockdown, "You do realize once Hime does things, she is always able to get away with it, and we figured that it would be better if she is on base lockdown and banned from using the training room or any kind of room that requires her to use her flame reserves and to train. It would be too much for her body to handle, and she might just have a relapse of low critical flame levels like what happened to her today. Both her sky and mist flames were exhausted by the constant use of it, and since her body is shocked at the excessive use of the flames in less than two weeks and thanks to the Gola Mosca, it couldn't take the pressure which caused her to break down. She needs to be confined here where she can't move and step on the training room or her office. It's the only way for her flame levels to return to normal,"

Giotto turned to the room where Tsuna is, "That girl…is always giving us heart attacks with her crazy plans…" he muttered. "Seriously, one day, she will be the death of us…"

"When will she be awake?" Kyouya asked the red head.

Irie fixed his glasses before answering, "The moment her reserves get to her minimum level required for her to move about. Estimation would be tomorrow morning or afternoon," he answered.

The room fell silent for a while until Giotto broke it, coming to a decision on how to cover it up. "Daemon, can you still conjure a real illusion of Tsuna for a bit longer?" he asked. He knew that the older illusionist had no reserves like Tsuna does, but his reserves were enough to earn him the honor as one of the few who can hoodwink Vindice when it comes to disguises.

Daemon nodded in reply. "I guess I can still hold up for about a month, and with Mukuro, Chrome and Fran's help, it could hold up," he assured.

Everyone could only look at their reckless leader.

…

Present Day

Tsuna opened her eyes to find herself in a familiar place: the infirmary. She hated the white ceiling of the place, even if it is the mark of pureness. She really hates hospitals and the infirmary too. It would only worsen her mood.

She heard the door open and a familiar voice echoed in the room, "Finally, you're awake," she looked to her side to see a much disheveled Kyouya carrying a tray of food that signaled her that it was already afternoon. "We've been waiting forever,"

Tsuna absorbed the sight of her boyfriend, which almost made her laugh if she wasn't feeling weak right now, "I can see the proof," she teased.

"Do you have any idea how worried we were when you had dispelled your illusion so suddenly? What did I tell you about keeping me in the dark?" he lectured.

Tsuna sighed, "I didn't want to worry you, and I didn't know that my reserves will go on a critical level for using them with illusions…I guess I overestimated my reserves," she admitted.

Kyouya sighed, anger leaving his system. There was no way in hell he will stay mad at her. It was one of the things that Tsuna is thankful for all the time. Her boyfriend might lecture her, or get angry at her, but all the negative feelings will die out in a matter of hours. "You do realize that you are going to be on lockdown the moment you opened your eyes, right?"

Tsuna sighed, "I figured as much, but that's how it's supposed to be. But I have to do something before accepting my lockdown,"

Kyouya raised a brow, "Which is?"

"Speaking to Gokudera-kun and the others to know what it means to be a Confidante," she answered. "As far as I'm concerned, some of them worry of splitting their loyalties between twins of different worlds, and I want to set things straight. All of them understood the consequences it brings to become a Vongola guardian, and that is to have the undying loyalty towards the boss.

Kyouya smirked at that, "You don't have to," he said, which surprised Tsuna. "Last night, they willingly handed over their badges to Giotto as a sign of severing secret ties with Sentinella so that they could pay more attention into becoming Sawada Natsuki's guardians and I did as well,"

"Does that mean this is the last time you will ever come here in the base?"

"It's not the end of the world, is it?" Kyouya replied.

Tsuna blushed at her simplemindedness. She was turning into a desperate schoolgirl! This was uncalled for!

Kyouya saw the slight distress of his girlfriend and smirked at it. But not wanting to lose control of himself, he patted her head and stood up, "Go and eat. You will be meeting your brother in a few moments as scheduled, right?"

Tsuna nodded. The raven smiled a rare smile, "Then I will see you in the briefing room,"

…

A few hours later

By the time Iemitsu arrived only with Reborn, Natsuki wondered why Basil, Dino and the Ninth were not present. "Where are the others, Dad?" Natsuki wondered.

"They can't come due to some issues," Iemitsu stated. "Though they asked us to relay the information to them as soon as we hear them,"

"That's too bad," Tsuna said, emerging from the living room, a smirk on her face. But judging from the weak illusion that was somehow done on purpose, they knew the real Tsuna was absent. "I was expecting that you were going to seek moral support from them in facing me," she mused, "But I see that you're playing the brave cards right now,"

"Nee-san!" Natsuki said in shock when he heard her words. "How could you say that in front of Dad?"

Tsuna merely looked at his brother blankly, making his spine shiver for some unknown reason, "He lost the right to be one years ago." She answered sternly, "Now, if you want to talk to me, meet me at Namimori Park in thirty minutes," she said and then faded away.

Natsuki gaped at where she disappeared. Tsuna had been using too many illusions of herself nowadays. "What the hell? Since when did she conjure that illusion? I didn't even feel a thing!"

"She's skilled in that department. She's the Regina della Sentinella, what do you expect?" Reborn said, in his head, admitting that the girl can cast high-level illusions. But he wonders where those flames came from genetically.

…

Tsuna sighed at the camera. She was sitting on her desk at the office, watching the scene unfold. Who knew that illusions can make you tell how scary you can be in the view of someone else? She had nagged Giotto into bringing her to the office, but in exchange, she must bear sitting in a wheelchair after discovering that she has been tumbling in every step she took. Irie had explained that her physical strength and energy is connected with her flames, so she is as good as a sick person already.

She looked at the camera again, and the three of them went to their respective rooms to get prepared to go to Namimori Park.

Verde then entered the office via the Arcobaleno tunnel. "Verde-san," she greeted.

"Preparations are done, Tsunarumi," he informed.

Tsuna nodded in return. "Thank you for your help, Verde-san," she replied.

But Verde has something in his mind, "Tsuarumi, are you really sure about this?" he asked. After hearing the news first thing in the morning, he was more than surprised that Tsuna had revealed herself to her brother, the future boss of the Vongola to boot.

Tsuna sighed and turned to him, "Yes. It's the only way…" she replied. "A lot of questions are being asked by them, and to get them out of my hair, I have to talk,"

Verde adjusted his glasses. "Whatever floats your boat…" he gave up asking the girl for today. Whatever goes into her mind, no one will ever know unless she tells. Though, she never relays complete information anyways.

Tsuna sighed as Verde left. What Fon had said was right. Some of her close colleagues who had the right to know about this were disbelieved at her action. But it was essential, she told herself. No one can bring back what had passed. She had her reasons, and it has to come out sooner or later.

…

Natsuki, Iemitsu and Reborn arrived at the meeting place, but no one was in Namimori Park. That made them puzzled. Was Tsuna toying with them for this?

They had walked inside the park and looked around, but there was no sign of another person in the perimeter. They didn't notice a red beam at the sides of the two plant boxes when they entered, making it blink continuously.

"What is all this?" Natsuki complained. "Where are Nee-san and the others?"

Reborn and Iemitsu looked around the perimeter, but they saw no one as well. "Where could they be?" Reborn wondered.

It was then when the ground of the park shook. Iemitsu and Natsuki tried to maintain their ground and risk losing balance. They watched in awe as the sandbox shook most violently and began to rise. It took them by surprise, and saw that the sandbox was an elevator of some sort. The elevator opened revealing Knuckle, with his ever cheerful smile.

"Hello Sawada, Sawada-san, Reborn-san," he greeted.

"Knuckle-san!" Natsuki called out.

Reborn sharpened his eyes, "The cousin of Sasagawa Ryohei and Sasagawa Kyoko…Sasagawa Nakoru, or as they call, Knuckle," he addressed fully. "The former sophomore captain of Paragon University's boxing club…"

Knuckle merely smiled sheepishly at that, "That's the past, Reborn-san," he said, "Now, will you come inside now? The others are waiting. Your guardians are already here," he informed. "Courtesy of us dragging them of course," he added.

The three hesitated at first, but complied. If they want to find out the things behind the actions of Tsuna, then they have to go with him. Knuckle looked at them with the same gentle smile as he pressed a button and the doorway closed and they slowly went underground. Not a trace of the elevator was seen at the park.

The ride down was a quiet one, neither party uttering a word. Twenty feet below the ground later, the door opened revealing a long lighted hallway. But what amazed them was that it was designed like they were inside a regal nineteenth century manor, what with the walls being made of the most elegant of marbles and limestone posts with intricate carvings. The furniture, vases etc., blended well with the atmosphere. There was even a long velvet carpet to add up to it.

"Wow…" Natsuki muttered.

Knuckle laughed, "Yeah I know. The first time we set foot here, we were as shocked as you," he commented as he led them through the hallway. "Anna-sama and her subordinates made this before we even came here. You see, she has Japanese blood, so she made her management's headquarters here in Namimori,"

The two men's eyes sharpened. "So this Anna person resides in Namimori?"

Knuckle scratched the back of his head, having said too much, "Well…I can't say that now. Anna-sama had been on her traveling escapades ever since Tsuna was given power. She could be somewhere in France or Belgium for all we know," he said with a laugh. It was then when Knuckle stopped abruptly.

"What is it?" Iemitsu wondered.

Knuckle looked left and right, and scratched his head, "I…think we're lost…" he concluded.

Natsuki twitched. He was really related to Ryohei. "We're what?!"

"I thought this corner would bring us to the briefing room adjacent to the house of..." he muttered. But with his keen eyes, he saw a slight ripple on the walls. He frowned annoyed, "Daemon, how many times do I have to tell you, not to use illusions while I'm leading guests to the briefing room?" He shouted.

"Nufufufu, it's fun," Daemon said, appearing from the wall on the right side of the hallway with a smirk on his face.

"Really," Knuckle sighed, "If Tsuna finds out about this, she's going to have your ass," he lectured.

Daemon raised his brow, "Saying vulgar words outside Christian School grounds, are we, Knuckle?" he teased.

The said boy growled, "Daemon…" he warned.

Daemon raised his hands in defeat, "Fine," he gave up and snapped both his fingers, and the hallway only showed one way. At that moment, Knuckle remembered the paths.

"Now, if you gentlemen follow me...and Daemon, cut the illusions," Knuckle said as he went through the hall with Daemon behind them, making sure no one gets off track.

They arrived at a large door of oak three minutes later. Reaching for the large knocker, Knuckle used it three times. A voice shouted to come in and Knuckle obeyed.

The door opened revealing a large room with everything high tech inside one big room. It wasn't just a briefing room. It was the main intelligence room. At the farthest corner of the long table, there sat Tsuna in a brown leather wheelchair, looking upon the visitors of the day with a small smile, her eyes only paying attention to her little brother. It was a complete shock to him to see her in a wheelchair, and he wanted to ask why, but Tsuna had begun to speak.

"Glad you could make it, Natsuki," she addressed. "Take a seat," she gestured to the seats on her left. She then looked at Daemon, "Oh, and Daemon? The walls can see and hear everything. No illusions when we have guests," she scolded lightly, and the man returned with a shrug of his shoulders.

The three hesitated to follow her for a while, but complied, taking the idea of her attempting to kill them out of their minds.

Tsuna laughed at their nervousness, "No need to get so worked up. I won't bite," she assured.

"Are you the real Tsuna this time, or are you just another illusion?" Reborn asked.

Tsuna nodded. "I've been here since last night," she said. "To tell you the truth, I've just woken up a few hours ago," she confessed.

"So that means…you…there…at the house…and last night…" Natsuki trailed off.

His sister nodded, "You've been seeing the illusion me for the entire Saturday," she admitted. "Kyouya won't let me fight seriously in my state right now, so I had to use the next best thing. A real illusion I can control and transmit my flames to."

Natsuki felt cheated. He had fought an illusion all along? He never thought that he would have a hard time with an illusion, but then…if the illusion was that strong, then he wouldn't want to know how strong his sister really is.

"Isn't this a little bit unfair on my student's part, Regina?" Reborn addressed formally.

Tsuna let out a smirk, "Official business off the bat? I'll go along," she replied. "Don't take it the wrong way, Sun Arcobaleno," Reborn's brows met, "I have gotten severely weak for the past few days because of Gola Mosca. I had to channel my flames so that it would not take any from the Ninth, and I had succeeded in that matter. We have studied the components of Gola Mosca long before we had known that it became the personal slave of Xanxus,"

Then Spanner spoke up, "Actually, the original and final notes are thanks to my dad," he said as he raised his hand. "The Gola Mosca was originally his work, but when he and the military were out to get rid of it, you Vongola people bought it from him," he explained. "It was also through those notes that we discovered how to make the cockpit bigger for two, and to channel the flame absorption of the humanoid,"

Daemon chuckled, "And I did my best to do what was instructed behind the Varia's back," he added.

Tsuna looked at Reborn in the eyes, a feat that no one in the mafia world can do unless they were stupid and clueless. "So you can see that because of my temporary low reserves, I can't fight him head-on," she explained.

"Then why did you schedule it in a week's time?" Iemitsu asked this time, the shock of seeing his daughter looking like a professional Mafiosi leaving him slowly. He might be her father, but she has her own way of intimidating people, and she was intimidating him with her actions and eye contact.

Closing her eyes, Tsuna leaned on her chair, "Sadly, I forgot to…well…" she looked at Giotto for support.

The blond sighed and continued where she left off, "Tsuna forgot to calculate how much the humanoid can absorb her flames at a given time, and we didn't expect for her reserves to return to normal a little after a month rather than a week,"

"And she needs a lot of bed rest, which explains the wheelchair she is in now." G said, "Daemon had been channeling Tsuna's mist flames to create illusions of her so that no one would suspect a thing."

Ugetsu nodded, "And besides, Anna-sama would kill us if something happens to Tsuna within our circle, so we had to confine her here for another two or three weeks at most, and will only be allowed to get out on Saturdays, if you know what I mean," he explained.

"Then tell me, who sent you the request letter?" Iemitsu demanded.

Tsuna hummed, "The Ninth didn't tell you yet? Right before he was abducted by Varia, he had sent me a distress letter, requesting us to help out with the heir selection and that we keep quiet that he has sent the particular letter. Xanxus' letter of assistance came soon after. I had to pose that I had acted on my own pace, with the permission of Vindice to make you believe that no one has made a move inside Vongola that they had asked for our help. I'm sure the fake information we leaked to conceal our inner workings did well for this assignment that I wanted to perform personally," she explained. "So basically, when you sent the letter to Vindice to try and reach us proved to be futile, since we had already started on working on the case right before you had sent Natsuki back home, and right before Xanxus has thawed from his frozen state,"

Natuski stared for a while, trying to sink in the things that he is learning. But there was something that was bugging him right now, "Nee-san…" he caught his sister's attention, "You knew all of this. The mafia and everything…" he started. Tsuna could tell what he was meaning to ask, "You know that I was chosen as the successor after Nono's three sons died in place of you…why didn't you claim it for yourself?" he asked with a straight face that Tsuna was proud of. The boy was morphing into a splendid speaker.

"That's a good question," she replied. "I have a lot of reasons, but one of them is that I respect the decision of Vongola Nono. I'm in no place to protest anyway, and I want to stay ignorant about it as possible, since I already have Sentinella, and I wouldn't exchange it for the world. The second reason is that I want you to have your own future, and follow the path you chose, which is the path of the Vongola Decimo," she explained. "Besides, if Xanxus defeated or killed you, and he was found out to be only adopted, they would resort to me, and I don't want that," she added.

"You mean you were acting clueless even though you know things all along and watching things progress? You didn't even give me any help when I needed it…" he reasoned, but he wished to take back his words when he realized his last sentence.

He felt the Head Prefect's glare on him, "I'd watch my tongue if I were you, Sawada Natsuki," he threatened.

Tsuna sighed and looked at her boyfriend, "Now, now Kyouya, don't get too worked up. It's fine," she then smirked, "Now, you wouldn't think I won't help you get some guardians before you faced Xanxus, now wouldn't you?" she stated.

The Sun Arcobaleno furrowed his brows. "That means…" Reborn was starting to get things.

She chuckled, "Yup. I deliberately led you into finding the most skilled people in Namimori as your guardians,"

"But why them? Not that I'm complaining or anything…" Natsuki asked.

Tsuna only smiled, "Let's just say that they were meant to be your guardians," she merely answered.

Now that made the three men thinking. "What are you implying?" Reborn pried more.

"Don't forget, I was watching the matches from the beginning. And I know for a fact that you had encountered Lambo from a parallel world. Actually, they were two. Do you recall what they said?"

Natsuki remembered the mature teenager and adult Lambo from a few days ago. They had seemed to be the same, and yet, different. And they all had something in common when it comes to their memories besides knowing that their Decimo was Tsuna's alternate selves. "The fifteen year-old and twenty-five year-old Lambo recognized everyone but me…"

Tsuna nodded, glad that he was following, "I know you can determine the similarities," she said.

He got it in a few seconds, "G-Gokudera and the others are the guardians of the Vongola in both parallel worlds!" he concluded.

"Very good," Tsuna praised. "Now you understand why I chose them to protect you and become your guardians," she smiled. But then Natsuki let out an I-don't-get-what-you're-saying look. "They are people who are more than capable of becoming one of the strongest people in the mafia world given time, and they will be helpful in your future escapades," she assured. "They are the chosen guardians even on parallel worlds for a reason Natsuki. They are destined to protect the Vongola Decimo," she stated.

Reborn was still skeptical about the girl that was supposed to be the older twin of his student. The girl was a very hard puzzle to solve, not even he, the most dangerous hitman, could decipher the fifteen year-old girl. She would have done well as a mafia boss though, but that was impossible on her part, since she has already set her loyalty to another. He has Iemitsu to blame for that, but that doesn't mean that Natsuki is not capable. It was just that he lacked professionalism and experience.

Tsuna stood up slowly, ignoring the protests of her agents and approached Natsuki and patted his shoulder, "And from now on," she said as she looked at Giotto who was holding the neglected Vongola Ring box, and took it from him. She then shoved it to Natsuki's hand, "I expect you to protect these rings with your life, as it is the most valuable treasure of the Vongola from the Primo himself,"

Natsuki wondered how Tsuna can tell him such trivial matters while smiling so serenely like that. It made him envious on how she had perceived things, and how she reacted to them. As he looked at the box that was given to him, all he could utter was a grunt and a nod.

Tsuna then clapped her hands, "Well then! It's time for you guys to leave the base," she declared as she went back to her wheelchair. "It won't be long before my next set of visitors arrives, and it would be too private to keep you here," she then looked at Ugetsu, "Ugetsu-san, please show them to the exit," she instructed.

Ugetsu nodded, "Well then everyone, please follow me," he said as the people stood up. Natsuki was not too surprised when his guardians followed suit, considering that they are now demoted to Confidante of the organization that the person closest to them leads.

Before Natsuki could exit the room, Tsuna called him. "Oh, and one more thing Natsuki," the boy twin looked back to see his sister sitting on her chair, not looking at him as she spoke. "Another reason why I helped you become the Decimo is that…I did it for myself. I don't want to follow the same things as my alternate selves did…getting pushed around because they were the last resort,"

Natsuki was taken aback by this. Last resort? That was the same thing that he had in his head the first time he heard that he was chosen as the Decimo. But to think that Tsuna took it bad…he was rather honored the first time he heard it. "Nee-san…"

Tsuna urged herself not to look at him, "You can go now Natsuki," she plainly stated. Natsuki followed her request (order).

The moment the doors closed, Giotto and the others looked at Tsuna's direction, and saw the blankness on her eyes. They could tell that what she had last relayed to her brother was something that she had not liked at all. All of them knew the fact that she hated the information that her other selves became the Decimo as a last resort, and that the trainings were unwanted.

But that was just the way their lives had been on other worlds. What matters to Tsuna now was that it was not to be repeated in this world, and Natsuki was the embodiment of the desire for her not to take the mantle of leadership of Vongola, but she wanted it to be led by another eligible person. What better way to do it than her twin brother?

Tsuna smiled finally, and then looked at the security screen which was showing the exit Ugetsu has led them to, his guardians conversing with him with smiles on their faces (except for Kyouya and Mukuro), somehow, they were over the fact that they were demoted and began to accept things as it is, after the little conversation she had with them earlier before Natsuki has even arrived. "He has a lot to learn," all looked at her, "But I believe he would make a good boss given time, don't you guys think?" she asked them.

Everyone smiled and looked at the screen in agreement. They would have fun watching the young Decimo grow up.

And that's the end of Turning the Tables! It was a little bit off, I know, but I think it works better this way. I don't know if you guys will agree with me, but…oh well. At least I had fun in writing this fic. I have been having thoughts in making another arc for this, but I'm a little against it. I'll think about it, and I will let you know if I plan to make a sequel for this. It has been a great eight months!

Also, I think I would not be able to get anything done in this site for the next…three months or so because I need to step up on my studies if I want to graduate high school this coming March (I can't believe it's finally happening!) with passing grades. I wouldn't mind flying colors, but that's just overworking myself to death, but you get the deal. I will also be busy hoping that my target college will accept me as one of their incoming freshman this June! If not, well, there's always a last resort. But I will still be reading some fics here when I have the time, God knows how many stories I have set on alert this past year.

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