Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Stealing Time ❯ Vegeta Times Six ( Chapter 15 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Warnings: Language, mild sexual content and abuse. And whatever I might have missed to warn you about I say if you still need a warning by now it serves you right if you read something you don't like or can't handle. Cause its pretty obvious how this story is going and how its going to continue to go.

Summary: Vegeta's losing his mind or gaining more of it? While his family and friends try to figure it out, Trunks to gain his father's love and Goku to gain Vegeta's love. (I know thats so lame but its what you get)

The Alters: Envy/self loathing Playful/crazy Anger Sad/confused Loving/fatherly lust/need

Stealing TimeChpt 15- Vegeta Times Six

Goku chased after the out of control Saiyan for minutes trying to keep focus on the fact that Vegeta wasn't himself at the moment and to be cautious. He was trying even harder to ignore the fact that said Saiyan was naked and flying around like a newly born bird eager to spread its wings. Goku could appreciate being naked and flying around, he enjoyed it himself from time to time. He also very much appreciated Vegeta being naked after the few times he'd accidently seen the man in bare flesh. However, this was innappropriate, it was late and cold and the man was heading right towards West City. The busiest of all others even in the late hours of night. So Goku was pretty sure someone would see them unless he stopped the man before they got any farther.

"Vegeta! What are you doing?" He tried calling his attention.

"Isn't it obvious Kakarot. I'm expressing myself." Vegeta stopped briefly to stand before the other giving him a full frontal, causing Goku to come to a midair screeching hault before he crashed into Vegeta. The Saiyan prince smirked wickedly making Goku's blood shiver. "Feels good, you should try it." He spoke in a sultry tone.

'I bet it does.' Goku thought fighting against his own Saiyan instincts to do as Vegeta asked. He shook his head to break the momentary spell. "No, you've been acting strange for weeks now and Trunks is worried about you."

'And so am I.'

"Who?... oh right the boy." Vegeta frowned in distaste at the thought of his offspring and how not too long ago the boy had ruined his fun. After all he'd done to break away from the host and get out, to finally feel real flesh on flesh. He was so close to getting what Vegeta had denied himself- his body for so long, just to have an uptight little brat spoil it. Still what he did get out of their momentary "father and son bonding" excited him enough and he was out searching for more. Just the thought of getting off was making him hard. Luckily he didn't have to go far because his prey had come to him instead. He looked across the short distance of sky separating them then at Goku who was still avoiding staring at his naked body. "Hm."

Catching his eyes, Goku saw Vegeta's expression change while the man thought silently to himself. He felt a chill run up his spine at the last look on the others face. It was something that could only be described as sinister and... seductive. Their eyes locked as they hovered there in the air but it was too intense for Goku and he looked away. Unfortunately where he looked was down, his eyes following the hand that Vegeta was now moving over a moonlit bare body. That hand that he'd seen destroy mountain sides, and break skin and blast enormous amounts of ki moved very gently on that small lithe body. From a muscular, scarred chest down to well toned abs and further past his naval. Goku swallowed hard, his fist beginning to clench as his eyes remained glued to Vegeta's hand and where it headed to last and what it began to do there.

'He's not gonna...? He is!'

Vegeta's wicked smirk only grew more as he stroked himself to a full erection giving Kakarot a good show. Hoping the other man would let himself go and be enticed into joining him. He knew only another true Saiyan could appreciate that primal need and their erotic masculine physiques. He saw Goku paralyzed and fist clenching trying to fight the urge, so he decided to up the the provocation a bit. Adding his other hand, Vegeta began using it to massage his balls while the other continued stroking his very moist very hard erection. He began letting out small pleased sounds not being able to hold himself back, the moans just barely audible but enough for his voyeur to hear.

Goku was paralyzed on the outside, the fact that he could keep himself up in the air for so long was a miracle all its own. But inside, his body was on high alert. Doing everything it could to fight those primal urges. If it wasn't for his years of mental training and self restraint of all things- food not included- he would have instantly closed the gap between them and taken Vegeta where he stood, well hovered.

'This is torture.' He thought feeling his own member straining against his pants. It had been so long since he'd been with another person. Fighting, training and raising his boys had been an all consuming task during his life. Once Chi Chi was gone he'd shut himself off from sexual desires completely. Even when he was with that woman he'd never gone any farther than the very few and short intimate moments of gaining his two sons and nothing more. Only on the rare occassions that his body took over he would have to gratify himself or will it away and those moments had only made theirselves known when he was around Vegeta. The smug bastard that made his life an exciting hell was the only one to truly awaken his sexual need. Which was a dangerous thing in and of itself, which was why Goku never gave in to it. The result could only end badly. Denying his carnal needs is what lead to his feeling alone as he watched his sons grow and find love and passion with others. All of it had brought on his want to be with Vegeta for more than just quick sexual fixes. But this was Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans, former enemy and rival and their relationship as friends now wasn't even fully confirmed so Goku could never give in. Especially not now, this Vegeta wasn't right somewhow and he suddenly remembered his reasons for being out there in the late night flying over the earth.

Mentally snapping himself out of it Goku grit his teeth and managed to calm his body down. 'Get a hold of yourself Goku. Now's not the time and this is probably some sick twisted game of his or whoever he is and even for Vegeta its going too far.'

Having gotten impatient Vegeta finally spoke trying to hide the aggrevation in his tone. "Come on Kakarot don't be shy, I won't bite... at first."

"Tempting as that is I'll have to decline. You're not yourself Vegeta and you need help. Let's just go back home and-"

Letting himself go, Vegeta floated over to Goku and pressed his naked body against his clothed one. They were both warm despite the chilly night air. "Come on Kakarot," Vegeta spoke seductively slow. "Haven't you ever embraced yourself." His hand shot out to grasp the bulge between Goku's legs. The younger Saiyan sucked in a breath of air but not losing his head he quickly backed away enough to release Vegeta's violation. "Rrr."

"That's enough Vegeta." His voice was becoming stern now. "Just come back with me."

"I suppose a shower would be more suitable or the couch maybe?"

"No! Not for that," Goku scolded himself mentally for the way his voice squeaked out, clearing his throat he tried again. "Why are you doing this? Don't you feel strange or completely out of character at all? This isn't like you Vegeta. No wonder Trunks was freaking out."

Vegeta's face twisted in displeasure already losing his excitement for the second time that night. "No I feel fine."

"But you- you're- well- look at you!" He gestured in the direction of the mans lower half.

"What about it?" Goku was slightly taken aback from the way Vegeta spoke, his voice became rough and lowered from annoyance. Goku was readily bracing himself mentally for an attack if need be. "This is me Kakarot. I'm the same prince of Saiyans you met years ago. The one you tried to destroy but gave me your mercy. The one whose life you've made miserable every chance you got-"

"I didn't mean you weren't you in that way, I-" Vegeta floated closer to Goku, arms crossed in a defensive posture.

"Then what did you mean Kakarot?" He spat his name out with venom. "Am I not allowed to feel pleasure? Lust? Does this side of me repulse you?" He was face to face with the man now, having gone up to Goku's eyes level.

"Of course not, I just mea-"

"Let me tell you something Kakarot, our race has been sexually involved with itself for centuries. We have needs and urges greater than any stupid human beings. What I'm doing is natural, why do you deny yourself the same? Why are you denying me?" There was a small flicker of something in Vegeta's eyes, anger or something else Goku wasn't sure.

"Listen to me Vegeta," Before Goku could get his sentence out Vegeta backed away.

"No this is ove-ah!"

"Vegeta?!" Before Vegeta began falling out of the sky, Goku had him caught from under the mans arms to keep him afloat. "What's wrong are you o.k?" There was no respone other than Vegeta curling in on himself forcing Goku to change his holding position to a bridle style. He guided them down to the ground slowly because Vegeta was fidgeting.

This is all your fault who asked you to interfere I was this close to getting what I wanted

You're a weak and useless emotion. Letting that stupid ape talk down to us just so you could get off

I was in control therefore I could do whatever or whoever I pleased

Yes, well we'll have to make sure that that doesn't happen again

Once they were safe on the ground Goku noticed Vegeta had stopped moving. 'Oh no.' "Vegeta...." He shook him violently with no response. "Vegeta!" 'This is bad.' He used his instant transmission to take them to his house.

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"...Ugh!" Vegeta had shut down completely in Goku's arms. He was once again trapped in the darkness of his subconscious. Mentally coming to. 'Not again.' He opened his eyes and slowly stood from where he'd been lying on the floor. No light was shining around him making him hesitant to start walking, lest he fall into some never ending hole. His ears picked up at a distant sound stalling him further from moving. He could faintly make out a bunch of voices all speaking randomly but at once. Deciding he'd better do something until his nightmare ended he headed towards the chatter. As he moved closer the voices became louder and their words more clear. Of course they were all his own voice each with a different tone and emotion behind it, their chatter was arguing.

"Hn, typical I'd be fighting with myself." He commented to himself. Before long Vegeta came to a stop at a door that he could barely make out in the blackness, had it not been for the small crack left in it where some light came through. He was too much in disbelief of what was going on inside his dreams, his mind, to get any closer and peer in. Not sure if he wanted to see it for himself, so he stayed outside and listened to them, to hiself.

Who put you incharge anyway

I'm the dominant emotion in Vegeta, I put me incharge. Bitter rage and hatred are all Vegeta knows

Hahahaha

And that's why I deserve to be in control, Vegeta and I are one and the same, more alike than any of you ever will be with him

That's your opinion. We all manifested in Vegeta's mind for a reason, we're a part of him too. No one of us is anymore important than the other

That's true its a shame he needs us at all

This is all going to blow up in our faces sooner than later, I can feel it

Be quiet the only way this is going to blow up is if you idiots get control. The others, those insults to our race, are familiar with Vegeta my way. When I'm in control no one will know the difference

Ha he's right

As depressing as that is

True or not Vegeta has other needs, I make things interesting I can make him happy in a way he's never known before

Vegeta had unknowingly made his way to the door now and watched in horror at the scene before him. Six of them, identical to himself all dressed in black slacks and tank tops, each shirt a different color. He assumed to represent a different emotion or part of himself. Feelings he'd been unfamiliar with for most of his young and adult life. The room was dark except for a single candle placed on a table in front of each replica. They all sat in a simple wooden chair circling the table. "What the... hell?" Hearing him speak all the alters turned their attention towards Vegeta at the same time.

Maybe we should let our host decide

No he's boring and no fun

Boring and pathetic you mean

Vegeta walked inside staying by the door that seemed to disappear behind him. He stared in horrified disbelief at all of them.

He looks scared

He looks miserable

Of course he's miserable he was denied his long overdue pleasure

Hn, that's just his weakness showing again. Though I suppose we should be grateful that he's so pathetic otherwise we wouldn't be here right now

Yeah thanks for screwin us over

"This is- this isn't real. You're not real."

Ha ha hahaha..

It is real Vegeta but it doesn't have to be. All you have to do is let us help you, we can take over for you

All you have to do is let us take over if you can't handle this life on your own. I know what you need prince Vegeta we can take over this entire planet you and me and get the revenge you-

We can have the family and friends you've always wanted and were denied as a child

You've been unhappy for so long

Living in fear of so many things

"...Quiet." Vegeta whispered not wanting to hear anymore.

Always drowning everything with pride and anger hiding the fact that you're really afraid

Fighting your primal needs, afraid to let go

You never let us have any fun

Never letting yourself feel anything

"Shut up, shut up!"

Just let go Vegeta, let us help you find yourself

"This isn't real, its all in my mind another strange nightmare. A stupidly long nightmare. I'll wake up any minute now."

Its real Vegeta and the sooner you admit it the sooner we can all stop suffering. Stop drowning us out

Vegeta glanced at them all in the dim lighting, their eyes showing different emotions towards him. A glare of anger from one, sincerety from another, worry and nervousness, one seemed to be mocking him like the situation was humorous, another felt pity and the last seemed excited and eager for something. Blinking his eyes the alters began to fade away and the room began filling with water. It pooled around his bare feet and ankles. He soon found he couldn't move, couldn't fly! His eyes went wide as the realization sunk in, the reality of what his alters told him began to sink in as he was sinking in the rapidly rising water. Just as the liquid reached his neck he was jerked out of the illusion.........

"Come on Vegeta." Goku pleaded with the unconscious man. He leaned over Vegeta's motionless body lying in the bathtub. He had an idea and turned the shower water on to cold in an attempt to wake him. He continued to shake him and call his name splashing him in the face with the water that was filling up in the tub because the drain was plugged. A few minutes of that and soon Vegeta made a pained face and woke with a serious gasp, his breathing was labored like he'd just come to the surface from drowning. He jerked upward out of the bath unaware that Goku was so close and they banged heads.

"Ow!" Goku backed away rubbing the pained spot. Vegeta looked around almost petrified as he felt the wetness sloshing around beneath his naked skin. He freaked out and started to get up to run but Goku was quick to stop him. "Whoa." He held Vegeta down by the arms keeping him in the confined space of the bath. "Hey calm down, its alright now. I think."

Slow realization began to fill the mans black irises. "Kakarot?"

"Yeah.." Goku gave a concerned smile. "Welcome back." The two were quiet a moment and once Goku felt Vegeta had calmed down he let him go. Reaching over he turned the water off and popped the plug from the drain. Suddenly feeling ashamed that vegeta was naked and wet, he quickly reached for a towel on the bar inside the bathroom and handed it to the other man.

Catching it Vegeta only let the cloth hang from his hand. "Where am I?"

Taking a smaller towel for himself Goku wiped down his wet arm and the back of his head from where the shower spray hit him. "My house. Sorry about the water. I didn't know what else to do." He glanced at the others face. Vegeta looked troubled, more than usual and not in his typical way. If he didn't know better he'd say Vegeta looked scared or nervous. He stayed quiet letting the other man get his barings straight. Vegeta was still in the hazy realization that his nightmares, even though it was all in his head, were infact very real and physically consuming.Goku wanted to say something but decided against it incase it upset Vegeta further. He was convinced now with or without a doctors diagnosis, that something was wrong with his former rival.

Vegeta finally stood to dry himself off and watched Goku akwardly towelling his hair dry. "Kakarot?" As he spoke the small word Goku could hear his voice laced with pain and sadness, like he'd heard only once before when Vegeta spoke of his father and their race and what Frieza had done to them. It was that day when they, himself, his young son Gohan, Krillin and Vegeta banned together to stop the monster from making his wish on the dragon balls. It was one of their biggest struggles and the first time Vegeta truly opened up to him fearing his life was lost. And hearing him speak that way now defenitly got Goku's attention and he paused in what he'd been doing. "Tell me, how did I get here. What happened?"

Goku frowned hearing the confirmation of what he'd already been thinking. "So you don't remember?"

"There's no need to patronize me Kakarot." He crossed his arms letting the towel dangle around his neck. "I'm pretty sure you know by now somethings wrong with me. I haven't been... myself lately and you know it. I can tell by the way you're acting right now."

"Vegeta I don-"

"Forget it. Its not important, what happened." The next part he mumbled under is breath. "What matters is how to stop it." He began looking around the bathroom already dismissing the conversation not really wanting to have it in the first place. He knew he was losing his mind talking about it with Kakarot would only make things worse. "Where are my clothes?" He stepped out of the tub and glanced around again. Goku grabbed his still slightly moist arms and he held him still.

"Stop what Vegeta?" Mumbled or not Goku had heard the last thing Vegeta said. "What's going on with you?" Instead of pulling away like he normally would Vegeta just scoffed.

"Now isn't that the million zenie question." He replied before pulling his arms away gently to continue scaning the small area for any sign of clothing. He was still moist and chilly, the last thing he wanted on top of everything else was to get sick. He turned to Goku again. "My clothes Kakarot, where are they?"

Even though he appeared to be himself now, Goku was still concerned hearing that underlined pain in Vegeta's tone. "I don't know." He answered instead of pushing the matter more. "When I found you, you weren't, well." To hide the sudden flush creeping up on his face Goku walked out into the hall giving them some distance. "Wait here I'll bring you something to put on." He ran to his bedroom.

When Goku was gone Vegeta sat on the edge of the bathtub and exhaled heavily trying to let go of everything that had happened recently, even the parts he couldn't remember. Lowering his head he closed his eyes. 'Why Kami, why is this happening to me?' "Hn, that's a stupid question now isn't it."

Outside in the hall Goten and Trunks were on their way to Goten's bedroom after having their midnight snack. They'd been completely unaware that their dads had been in the house for minutes. Walking past the open bathroom door they heard Vegeta talking and haulted. Trunks did a double take before believing what he saw. "Dad?" He ran in throwing his arms around the unsuspecting man. Vegeta scowled. "What happened to you, are you o.k?" Vegeta pushed him away to stand. Trunks backed away taking in his fathers appearance and blushed.

The randomness of what went on between them hours ago at Capsule Corp came back to him and he looked away uncomfortably. Clearing his throat he tried to compose himself. "Are you alright now, I mean are you..."

"You don't need to be concerned for me boy. I can take care of myself." Vegeta's eyes glanced behind Trunks at Goten out in the hallway, his expression mirroring his sons. Seeing the boy reminded him of what he was doing in the first place. "Where the hell is Kakarot with my clothes?"

He pushed past both of them and walked out into the hall to find the man, ignoring Goten's greeting. Goku was already on his way back, not wanting Vegeta alone for too long and they bumped into each other. "Oh Vegeta," He looked past him to find Trunks and Goten not far behind watching. "Hey you guys are still up?" He asked.

"Midnight snack." Goten answered.

"Is everything ok now Goku?" Trunks asked, eyeing the man seriously.

"Yeah it is." Goku spoke the words but his face showed otherwise.

Vegeta snatched the pants from the mans hand bringing his attention back. "Oh right, these used to be Gohan's when he was a bit younger. They should fit alright, its better than nothing at least." Vegeta put on the navy blue slacks not caring that everyone was getting a free show, like Goku said they fit decently enough but were loose.

"Now that the family reunion is over," He mocked them. "Is there a spare room in this little rut of yours Kakarot?"

"Uhh yeah follow me." Goku gave Trunks a look telling him to stay put and he'd be back. He walked Vegeta to Gohan's old room.

"What was that about?" Goten asked, both boys watched their fathers disappear down the hall.

"Something bad I'm guessing. I'm gonna talk to your dad ok, you should go back to your room I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Gotcha. Hope its not as bad as you think." Goten tried to reassure him. He patted Trunks on the shoulder before walking off.

'This is it no more ignoring the obvious. Something is wrong with my dad and I'm gonna make Goku tell me everything.'

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Vegeta walked around Gohan's old room examining the place like royalty being forced to stay in the servants quarters. He stopped at the bed and crossed his arms over his bare, now fully dry, chest. "This is fine."

Goku made a disbelieving laugh. "Glad it suits you your majesty." Vegeta only grunted while getting into the bed. He began shifting to get comfortable and sat up against the headboard. "Look Vegeta, I don't know what's going on with you exactly and neither does Trunks but we're worried. Maybe if you tried to explain it to us we cou-"

"Turn off the light on your way out?"

Goku stood dumbfounded where he was. Vegeta was defenitly going back to his normal self and defenitly avoiding the conversation. 'I don't understand he seemed so willing to ask me about it before. Maybe that wasn't Vegeta.' Sighing Goku dropped his head and did as Vegeta "requested" he didn't want to keep Trunks waiting anyway.

"I'll be back." He added before closing the door.

"Of course you will."

Goku found Trunks not far ahead down the hall waiting and he motioned for the teen to follow him out of Vegeta's earshot.

"How is he?" Trunks asked.

"Tired mostly and defenitly back to his old self." They stopped inside Goku's bedroom.

"That's good I guess... Listen Goku after what just happened I know my dads not right and I'm pretty sure you know it too. One minute he's himself then he's not and he acts like I'm the one that's crazy when I try to tell him about it. Then I ask you about it because you guys hang out alot but you dance around the truth and I'm starting to think maybe I am going crazy! but I can't be. I'm not blind or stupid Goku so tell me, tell me everything you know."

"Alright alright calm down Trunks." He gripped the boys shoulders. "I'm sorry for not being completely honest with you but I thought I was protecting you. Guess there's no need for that since you're involved too. You probably know more than I do actually."

Trunks sighed heavily and moved to sit himself on Goku's bed. "All I know is this whole thing is freaking me out. One minute he's my father then he's not. He's like I don't know someone else in dads body."

"That pretty much explains it. I've had the same experiences with him, Piccolo too for that matter and all Vegeta does is deny it. That or he can't even remember acting any differently. I'm guessing that's how last night happened?"

"Yeah, only that was worse than any other time it was worse than weird." Trunks was hoping to Kami he wasn't blushing for Goku to notice. Needing help or not he didn't have to tell his boyfriends father that his own father was involved with him in an unconventional way. Avoiding that part of the story he tried to give Goku some kind of explination. "He looked at me but didn't seem to know who I was and I talked to him but he couldn't hear me." Goku nodded. "Then he kinda snapped out of it and ran off out the window." Goku frowned knowing what came after that and finding a naked and aroused Vegeta he didn't even want to think about what happened with Trunks. "And as bad as that was I have a feeling its only gonna get worse. Did he tell you anything, say anything that might hint to what's happening to him?"

"Not really and believe me I've tried to get it out of him but he's Vegeta. Although not too long ago in the bathroom he did say something that makes me think he's aware of his behavior, maybe not completely but enough and he seemed pretty freaked out about it too."

"So what do we do?"

"Well Gohan knows about it, he even witnessed the changes himself and he's been asking other doctors, doing research but I haven't heard from him yet. So I guess we just wait and keep an eye on Vegeta in the meantime. I should probably get back to him now, if he's still there."

"Yeah..." Trunks stood staring Goku in the eye. "Thanks Goku, for everything."

"You don't have to, I should have been more honest with you from the start. We can't team up on Vegeta if neither of us is working together. And we'll need to, not just you and me but everyone, if we're gonna get your dad into the hospital..." Goku trailed off feeling sick just thinking about what they'd do to him in that awful place and the needles he'd have to be injected with. The strange medicines they'd force down his throat.

"Great idea," Trunks broke through Goku's exaggerated thoughts. "Impossible but its a start. I'm gonna stop in on him first if that's ok."

"Of course and try to get some sleep tonight, you'll need it." They both headed for the door. "Don't let Goten fall asleep with food in the bed again."

"Ha! I won't, goodnight Goku." He left the other man behind and made his way to where his father was staying.

Goku sat on the bed himself now and groaned. "It can only get worse. I don't even want to imagine how." He dropped his head into his hands. "What is this Kami, punishment for liking the guy? Are you trying to ward me away from him?" For a moment the idea of cutting his crush on Vegeta short crossed his mind but was just as quickly erased. He recalled how Vegeta looked out there, naked and wanting, wanting him. He remembered how he looked in the bathroom, vulnerable and innocent. Having the mans small muscular body in his arms, even unconscious, it was a nice feeling being that close to another person. A feeling Goku never got from being with Chichi. He wasn't going to abandon the man now, maybe Vegeta needed him and couldn't bring himself to admit it. 'That's a bit farfetched but its something to go on.'

"Sorry Kami you lose on this one." He said into the air. It was then and there that Goku promised to help Vegeta in any way he could and he promised himself to try pursuing the man as well. Of course when the time was right, like Piccolo suggested. He was going to stick it all out to the end.

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Down the hall Trunks knocked lightly on the door but loud enough to be heard. He waited a few seconds and heard a faint "What is it Kakarot?" on the other side. He opened the door and went in. "Oh its you."

"Dad I- we know something's wrong with you whether you want to admit it or not. We're not sure what it is exactly but its ok," Trunks spoke with a desperation in his tone. "We're gonna help you. I promise."

"Do whatever you want."

"And you can't- wait, you're fine with this?" The casual response left Trunks stunned. He got a look at his dad's face from the light coming in through the window. He noticed the distant look in his eyes and the forlourn look on his weary features. 'Whatever happened out there must have been big.' He frowned wondering if he should have asked Goku about it. 'Don't worry dad we're gonna figure this out and stop it.'

"Ok then, goodnight." He left the room not expecting a response and went back to Goten with a new sense of determination.

Vegeta stared into a dark corner of the room. He was achey and exhausted but for some reason couldn't bring himself to close his eyes for sleep. All he could do was listen to what his alternate selves had said, over and over and over again. We are you, let us help... We are you, let us help...

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Aplogies again for the lateness, this piece of ... computer is still on life support but I made it hanging in there. Enjoy! and the next chapter is already halfway through -Linkin