InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In the elevator ❯ in the elevator part 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha. *sigh* life is cruel, ne? What I wouldn't do to own my personal sesshomaru… O.O I didn't know you were already there! *cough* *cough*

*blush* forget I had say anything, it was just your imagination working. Yeah, that's it. ^^

 

 

A/N:

I know, I know, some of you must have been thinking “ where the Hell that damn girl had disappeared?! Where is the next part!? ”.

*smile sheepishly* I apologize for the so long wait for this new update. As some of you must be in the same situation, it's the period of exams right now, so a lot of things to do, but I thought that you would like a new chapter, so here it is! I'm too kind, right! *cough*

Ok, well, like you will see, this part 5 is longer than any others before…maybe some kind of “I'm sorry” for the long wait…? :)

And for `jeweled fairy' who had asked for chapters a little longer. ;)

 

By the way, so nobody will be shocked later: this story is close to the end! The next part will be a long one too, maybe even longer than that one. Then, I will conclude with a, maybe, shorter one as part7 and they will be out of that satanic elevator. Hmm, I suppose it will not be a big surprise if I tell you that the part6 will be the more, how to put it?, `interesting' part? No need to draw you all a picture, ne? ;)

It will be my first attempt to that kind of things, so I really hope to do an ok job. Well, we will see.

 

Thanks again to “kiyota” for, as always, a fabulous work as beta for this story. I don't know what I would do without you and your support. Girl, you are the Best!! *bow low*

 

Thanks to all the ones who had taken the time to review. Guys, you can't even imagine how much your support warm my heart!

 

 

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Part 5

 

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Kagome smiled up at Sesshoumaru sweetly even if slightly sad. The daiyoukai immediately noted that the smile even if genuine, didn't completely reach her beautiful eyes. He raised an eyebrow at the mixed emotions that were flashing on her face.

 

The intensity of his mesmerizing amber pools made the young woman a little uneasy. So, she averted her eyes down to stare at her restless wiggling toes. His voice was so deep, like velvet really, she was shocked at how someone she had just met could have an impact or how his opinion could be so important. She couldn't grasp a reason for her reaction to him. For someone she had just met two hours ago, she clung to very word that dropped from his sweet looking lips. What? BAD! Bad Kagome. She berated herself. She couldn't be thinking like that.

 

He was an imposing personage you could say, with a power in his aura like she'd never felt before. It was like as if his youki was permanently, since he'd started to relax in her presence, like flirting against her skin and with her own powers. It something, a sensation, she had never felt before. So intense, so much power. It was really intimidating and slightly frightening.

 

At first, all her body was singing with a lone voice, wanting only to attack the offending presence and purified it. She'd to contain her powers, as well as she could. His youki was cold and aggressive against her, like himself for that matter. Now, since he seemed to be more relaxed with her, it was like if it was the same for his youki and it was acting more as a smoothing presence than anything else.

 

It had never been like that with any youkai in all her life. Kaede had always said that she was gifted to `read' others beings aura even with her really poor training. But what was happening to her with Sesshomaru was really… uncommon. She would have to ask Kaede about that if she knew something that would explain her aura's reaction against his own. She vaguely though that Kaede must be back to her home by now, surely thinking that she ran away from the harpies whom, maybe, were still waiting in the room or passing the interview she had so much dreamt of.

 

Fate must be really laughing at her. She had stressed herself like crazy, afraid to not, simply put, `be enough' for this kind of important company… all that for nothing. Yes, someone must be really hating her up there. She suffocated her self-pity and went back with her previous thoughts.

 

What was really strange was that, at the same time they became less tense and more at ease in each other's presence, their auras had followed. But their auras were more than just tolerating each other presence. That was what was really puzzling the young woman.

 

Even if she had wished to strangle him at the first glance for his rude behavior towards her, she was now, somehow, you could say, glad that he was there trapped with her. She would have driven herself crazy with panic until a heart attack took her for having to stay in this satanic metal box all alone by herself.

 

She looked up towards the object of her troubled thoughts but almost ` eep' when she saw him looked at her back directly in the eyes, an eye brow raised. Blush creeped up on her cheeks from embarrassment to have been caught of guard.

 

During that time, Sesshomaru was observing the young Miko with wide interest, even if it wasn't shown on his perfect porcelain face. So many emotions were playing on her beautiful face, making his head spinning to try to decipher every single one of them.…Embarrassment… confusion… troubleness… and even some kind of excitement were part of the numerous emotions that were flashing across her thoughtful face.

 

She was so much deep in her thoughts that she didn't feel that his eyes were fixed intensely on her little form. He couldn't stop himself, to watch all those emotions playing in her mind and reflecting on her face. To see her biting her bottom lip from time to time when lost in her muses, something was troubling her. Each time she was doing this act so innocent in appearance, a wave of heat was rushing through the demon Lord. Good thing that no one was there to witness the effect that this young mortal had on the supposed cold and unfeeling daiyoukai. And good thing that even the object of his… inner trouble was totally oblivious of the power that was laying in her hands.

 

Sesshomaru took advantage of the fact that she was `occupied' to observe her thoughtfully without restraint. He would not lose this golden opportunity. Yes, he couldn't lie to himself any longer, for that little slit of a human woman was really something… unique and had caught his interest. Her soft creamy skin, beautiful legs, rather great chest even hidden behind her little light coat, sweet looking lips, tantalizing scent…And amazingly startling and sparkling unique deep blue eyes…that were currently looking back at him?!

 

When their eyes locked, amber pools clashing against blue ones, Sesshomaru saw immediately the blood rushing to Kagome cheeks at the demon Lord's heated gaze, coloring her face beautifully. He watched the blush colored her cheeks, went along her neck and ran lower. Vaguely, Sesshomaru wondered to himself how far the red was running. All in all, the scene was rather alluring to the daiyoukai making him twitch with interest. He remarked that her scent had shifted slightly at the intensity of his gaze, but it went back to normal before he could pin point the meaning of that one different scent.

 

She cleared her throat noisily to try to regain her composure, obviously embarrassed to have what could be qualified of the undying attention of the very male specimen of the species, currently trapped with her. Why is he looking at me…that way ? Was the thought flowing in her mind when she was trying to calm her nerves and erratic heart.

 

“T...thank you, Sesshoumaru. For at least taking me seriously.” She said softly.

 

Sesshomaru stayed silent, observing. But when she started to fidget again, he decided to stop her session of torture and nodded, acknowledging her. Then, he took pity of her and turned his head slightly away.

 

As soon as his gaze wasn't upon her anymore, Kagome almost sighed in relief and releasing the pressure on her lungs. She wasn't even aware that she was holding her breath until the scrutinizing piercing golden eyes of the daiyoukai wasn't on her anymore.

 

Sesshomaru didn't miss the change in her scent when he finally looked away. He wasn't enjoying her reaction to his simple glance that disturbed the most composed human and demon alike. He normally would have. He didn't appreciate how she seemed so uneasy in his presence as he would for anyone else. For unknown reason, not her. It was different with her. But at least, she wasn't insensitive to his presence.

 

A wave of relief washed through her and part of her tenseness and nervousness which had clouded her scent before dissipated.

 

The demon Lord mouth quirked slightly up to one side, the only clue of his amusement on him, beside his eyes. In a way, he was lucky. If you pushed apart the fact that he was trapped in an elevator for already two hours and to an undefined time, he had some chance for the fact that he wasn't alone or trapped with some infuriating smelly creature as the ones awaiting him at his office door, but a rather entertaining exceptionally good smelling and beautiful onna, even if human.

 

 

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A long silence established itself, invading the restrain place containing our two `victims'.

 

 

Sesshomaru was looking from the corner of his eyes from time to time, at the other occupant of the metallic box with slight interest and mirth dancing in his amber pools. He was betting with himself, how long it will take for the young human to crack and romp through the silence again.

 

From the increasing agitation of her aura and the furtive glances, she was sending his way from time to time, he wouldn't have to wait for long. A spark appeared in his usually dull and emotionless golden eyes, the only exterior sign of his amusement.

 

For her part, the silence and the wait were driving the poor Kagome to the edge of her sanity, literally. She was glancing to the profile of her companion of misfortune to judge of his current state of mind, if he was in the same position then her. Irrational anger raised in her at what she was seeing. Even more perturbing than anything she could have thought, he was… absolutely calm. So calm! It was irking her to no end.

 

It was like of the fact of being there, trapped like rats in this box with her wasn't more troubling for him than being, tranquil on his sofa, in front of his television. Ok, he didn't seem, for Kagome, a fervent `watcher' of television, but you see her point. Arg, she was even troubling herself with her own babbling! That was so frustrating. The former possibility could have been qualified of flattering, that being trapped alone with her wasn't disturbing him to the least, but the impassible face was throwing any possible good points of this situation directly out of the window… If the damn satanic box had had windows! Arr, she was doing it again. She would drive herself crazy if she kept quiet any longer.

 

Anew, she brought her legs close to her chest for comfort, before jumping head first in the water… or so to speak. She inhaled deeply to calm her frail nerves.

 

“Sesshoumaru?” She spoke timidly.

 

The demon Lord had to resist the urge to smirk. He knew that she couldn't possibly be able to stay quiet for too long. She was under such high pressure and the tension in the elevator's atmosphere was almost visible, thick enough to cut through.

 

Sesshomaru, after hearing how pitiful her sweet voice sounded at the moment, took pity on her again and turned back to look at her, acknowledging her presence one more time, his mask right in place on his face to hide all emotions.

Kagome froze. It seemed that each time the daiyoukai eyes were on her, her mind went blank, a doe caught in front of headlights unable to process what to do, expect to stand still.

 

Think Kagome, think. You wanted to re-establish the dialogue with him and all so now that you have established that Sesshomaru was indeed his name, and that he is acknowledging your existence on this world, why, oh why aren't you speaking ?! She thought frantically. And why is he looking at me that way ? I can't think if he keeps watching at me as if I was his next meal !

 

She gulped and gazed down at her hands but looked up again a second later at him, still watching her intensely. She exhaled and inhaled deeply, her lungs burning. She hadn't even been aware that she was holding her breath.

 

“Hm...Sesshoumaru?” But she blocked again.

 

The demon Lord almost chuckled. Now that he thought about it, he was glad he hadn't given her his full name. If she was that nervous in front of `just' Sesshomaru, what would be her comportment before The Mr. Takahashi… If he was to tell now, what would be happened? She would faint probably or something of this caliber, he mused silently.

 

“Sesshoumaru is indeed my name. Now, that we have established this fact once more, have you something in mind that you wish to share?” He asked smoothly.

 

There were fewer risks to know what was on her innocent mind than in his own right now, he groaned at himself for his `impure' thoughts. But he could be wrong, he pointed out to himself. `'Never judge a book at his cover'', they say. Really nice `cover', he shamelessly thought, letting his eyes rove lazily on her form.

 

He smirked. His action wasn't lost for the object of his scrupting, if the blush that was coloring her cheeks at the moment was any clue. Cute. He almost scoffed at himself : The Sesshomaru isn't youkai to find or use words like `cute'. Even if it was the most appropriated term to employ in this case.

 

“I...I'm sorry...It's just...well...” She stuttered. Oh God Kagome, get a grip. He will not eat you! He must think that you are completely stupid, stammering at each word like that!

 

During that time, Sesshomaru had stayed silent, watching, amused at the flushering young woman. His great and vast imagination was already providing him with another way to make her all flushered, another more exciting and entertaining way than embarrassment. He could almost see it flashing before his eyes. He even could almost smell, feel, taste it.

 

Again, his more rational and… `upper' brain disagreed, however with less and less vigor, at the idea of any activities that could be engaged between the two of them. At least, even if it was granting little assurance, it was still just thoughts. Thoughts that he can't let become reality. He still hadn't made a fool of himself. Relationship of that `kind' and one-stands things had had became more current in this twenty-first century. But some, from which he thought he was irrevocably member, thought that humans are in a league way beneath the youkai and then shouldn't mix together.

 

Not as irrevocably as he had first though if you judge from the colorful images of a certain onna that were playing in front of his eyes' mind and the slightly tightness of his pants at the very moment. Fortunately before he could do something he would surely regret, his muses were interrupted by the angelic voice of the very person he had so many difficulties to banish from his head.

 

“I...” She said, still hesitating a second. Therefore, she blurted out the first thing that passed her mind. “Do you think that they had heard our call and will release us soon?”

 

Smooth Kagome, really smooth. You didn't have anything else more interesting to say ? She thought, angry at herself to lose all her calm in front of him. The young woman had to resist the urge to hit her forehead repetitively for her apparent inability to put two words without sounding like a bubbling nervous idiot in his presence. Why am I so nervous by the way ? There isn't anything special about him, beside being shamefully beautiful, rich apparently if the Armani is any indication and a powerful youkai. Really, there isn't anything special about that man, youkai, male, perfect male…She sweated drop at the train of her thoughts. There are way too many reasons to be nervous!! She concluded frantically.

 

She gulped loudly and looked at him, fidgeting while waiting for his answer.

 

“I doubt it will happen anytime soon, but nothing is certain.” He replied truthfully. However, from the horrified look on Kagome's face, it wasn't the good thing to say in their situation, he sighed. And, a thing he rarely did usually for anyone, he tried to explain his reasoning “If our call was heard, they would have been here or at least contacted us one way or another. We could possibly be in here for a time.” He said unemotionally.

 

Then, the silence fell again between them. But the silence was heavy, too heavy to support for the young woman and one more time, she was the one whom refueled the dialogue.

 

She first had started to ask him questions about himself or his job. They were trapped for an undefined length of time so why not make the most of it and learn from one another ? Nothing wrong at the idea, right? It was what the young woman had thought but the reluctance of her companion to speak to her was proving that the feeling wasn't shared with the demon Lord.

 

In fact, Sesshomaru was simply ignoring her. He felt like he had been already indulgent with her until now and had answered her questions. But now, without a word, try to make her understand that her inquiries weren't welcome.

 

Kagome didn't pay mind of his comportment. Seriously, he had more mood swings than a pregnant woman! So, she ignored his rude treatment, even if it was slightly aggravating her. She ignored him too and started to speak. Sesshomaru had turned his head in her direction when she had opened her mouth. She was pleased that at least, he was listening to her.

 

So, she decided that if he didn't want to speak about himself, she will speak about herself. She told him about her grand-father, a little bit senile, throwing ofudas at all the persons he found suspicious whom were coming to pray at the shrine. The problem was that they couldn't make him understand that youkai came rarely in a shrine willingly and the worst part was that he hadn't a tiny bit of spirituals powers in his old body.

 

With the years, her family had have some problems with a couple neighbors who hadn't appreciated that he screamed at them `demon be gone' and had, in the best cases, threw some useless papers that stuck on them. Sometimes, it was some kind of nasty juicy smelly thing of unknown origin. She moved her noise in distaste at the souvenirs, but then smiled fondly. “He is a little crazy, but I always have known him to be that way. In the 23 years that I've known him, he has been right only once. It was a hanyou and the poor girl had the freight of her life.” She giggled softly.

 

Sesshomaru was listening to her with only one distract ear. He was more focused on the sound of her voice and its effect on him. But most of all, he was watching with ever growing interest, the hypnotic dance of her little hands on her own skin. His throat tighter visibly at the show. Apparently, the temperature had lowed of some levels. He was feeling the difference nothing more but it was a different music for Kagome. It seemed that it was bothering his companion. Regularly, she was passing her hands up and down on her exposed legs to try to warm herself.

 

From the look of things, she had absolutely no idea of what her gesture was doing to him. She wasn't looking back to him and was so deep in her memories and stories that she wasn't even feeling his heatening gaze upon her. Funny because he was sure that if she had have remarked, the intensity of his stare would have been enough to make her burst in flames. He was sure of it. But for the life of him, he couldn't tear his eyes off of her beautiful form.

 

After considerations, Sesshomaru was glad that she wasn't youkai or she wouldn't have missed the subtle change in his scent as he was fighting himself to stay calm. It wasn't an invitation to come see what treasure was laying between those remarkable legs of hers, he was saying to himself time and time again, she had not the slightest idea of what her action looked like from his point of view and its raising effect on him.

 

He watched her rub more energically on her skin and he almost lost it. How such an innocent action in itself, could becoming so sinful in his aroused mind? That was making no sense at all! Anew, his inner beast was providing him with colorful images of these same legs warped around his waist, how it would feel if he was… No, he had to stop that before he lost his mind. It wasn't natural. She had totally bewitched his more bases self and, if he was honest, his rational part too. How could that have happen in mere couple of hours?! Oh, how the mighty had fallen… but right now he was past caring. He tighted his restrains on his more primal instinct and prayed that he was wrong earlier, when he had said that they should be trapped still for a long time. For how long would he be able to stay calm? He had no idea but he couldn't do that with a human. It was against all his principles.

 

Then, out of nowhere, he had to contain a violent growl to an inaudible version for humans' ears. It was all he could do in this situation. His beast was snarling and barking angrily at her action. Angry to have been deprived of the spectacle by the vixen herself. For her part, Kagome had no idea of the rage that was boiling at the moment in her veins of the DaiYoukai sitting at her side.

 

She hadn't done anything out of ordinary : she wasn't able to warm her legs anymore, so she had struggled out of her light coat and had put it on her nude skin. How could she have guessed of the rage that would start in Sesshomaru's beast whom was fighting against his chains, unhappy to not be able to see her soft looking skin? The only exterior reaction, besides the more erratic breathing of the demon Lord, was his darkening eyes, with a contour of red.

 

She shivered and the inquietude for her health by his more basis part, had permitted Sesshomaru to regain total control and to calm down. You can't really see it but interiorly, Sesshomaru was livid. The control he had won after so many years and his hard work had been reduced to aches by a simple human woman! It was degrading! A hard blow at his poor already bruised pride. He saw her shiver again. He couldn't, even with the pretext of one's bruised pride, let her catch a cold. He couldn't bend that low. So he sighed, resigning himself.

 

Kagome was still totally unaware of the things that were happening around her. She had made a pause in her speech to put her coat on her bare legs to try to warm them up a little. However, that wasn't enough. She couldn't stop shivering uncontrollably.

 

Apparently, during the hours they were trapped in the elevator, the temperature had fallen considerably. She looked up in surprise at the cloth in front of her face. Her youkai companion must have taken pity on her and was lending his own coat at her.

She let her fingers glide on the coat, marveling at the soft texture but stopped.

 

“It's really nice of you, Sesshoumaru, but I can't accept.”

 

He raised an eyebrow, absolutely confused at the reason that could be behind her refusal. Something wasn't clear. His brain was working rapidly to find a plausible cause. Could it be… ? Did she decline this Sesshomaru offer because it came from of a youkai, the natural enemy of Mikos ? Incontrollable anger, like a cyclone was heating up his bloodstream. Do I disgust her ? Did she refuse because she thought of me as dirty? Was it the reason too why she hadn't reacted as others women would have in this Sesshomaru presence?!

 

At any other moments, he wouldn't have been touched and let her fall ill with little to no care. It would have been her lost. But the fact that She was refusing his help because of his different origin had hurt him more than he would like to admit. For anyone else, it wouldn't have been important, not even noted down, but for her it was different, she was different, or he had thought so.

 

"I can't take your coat, Sesshoumaru." Her sweet voice reached his sensible elf-like ears. Her voice that had a smoothing feeling before was now worst that if she had yelled and insulted him. It hurt like nothing before.

 

She continued to speak, trying to explain her actions. She had seen the hurt flashing in his usually cold eyes before narrowing in her direction. She was afraid to have offended him. It really wasn't her intentions.

"I...I'm really grateful, but I can't in my right mind, take your coat from you. You need it too. My conscience will not permit it." She told him softly.

 

Immediately, all the anger that had clouded his mind, drained from his body. How could he have been so stupid? She hadn't accept his offer, not due to himself being different but just because she doesn't want for him to miss its protection. An uncommon feeling spread through all his being. She was trying to protect this Sesshomaru… ? He finally realized. Foolish human. He scoffed softly, not at all sounding angry even in his mind.

 

He should have been offended that a frail being like her would pretend to be able to protect him… but surprisingly, he wasn't. He was, could he dare to admit it, touch by her gesture. He cleared his throat lightly to attire her attention.

 

“I'm not as sensitive to the cold as you, humans.” He said in a cool voice. She looked at his determinate front. She was touch that someone like Sesshomaru, seemed to care about the well-being of a nobody like her. She smiled warmly at him.

 

“I still refuse to take it from you.” She said softly. She saw him open his mouth again to object, but she beat him. “But...w..we could share?” She said it very quietly, a light pink coloring her cheeks, embarrassed to have even just proposed something like that.

 

For Sesshomaru, she couldn't look lovelier. He had to restrain a groan, feeling himself hardening. He could clearly see that she wouldn't accept to take it for herself. She had made it clear as crystal. He looked at her a moment still then finish by consenting to her request. He moved a little to hide his growing 'problem' from her, not wanting to scare her away. When she smiled sweetly again and advanced towards him on all four, it was closed to be his undoing. She seemed so animal, feline like that, which surprisingly aroused the dog in him even more. To see her moving like that towards him on her hands and knees… He just wanted to show her how much he was appreciating to see her in the position of a real bitch. He gulped and licked his sudden dry lips when she sat down at his side, draping his coat on their two forms. Why was he torturing himself as such?

 

Sesshomaru tensed when her little form melt with his side. He tried to not notice how good and right it was to feel her so close to his person. He moved again to find a better position to accommodate his growing, cough, `problem'. She moved unconsciously towards the source of warmth, in another word, him. It was difficult to not make a move. Is she trying to seduce and make bend to his knees this Sesshomaru ? Because if it was her intentions she was doing a hell good job ! He thought, groaning again pitifully.

 

“Better?” He asked his voice slightly hoarse, but sounding not really interested with the answer, more amused about her moving closer. She blushed profusely, bending her head. She was mortified. She had moved so close to him without even thinking.

 

“H-hai, Thank You.” She tried to get away from his so comforting warmth, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own, refusing to budge from his side. He took her chin with care between his long clawed fingers, making her raise and turn her head towards him.

 

“There is nothing to be ashamed of...Kagome.” Her name rolled of his tongue smoothly, like a sugared caress. His voice had lost part its coldness. The sound of his voice alone coupled with the heated gaze he was giving her was enough to send shivers up and down her spine.

 

That didn't go unnoticed by the demon Lord in person. Sesshomaru looked at her dead in the eyes, letting his thumb run smoothly and delicately on her jaw. In fact, he was trying with all his might to stay put, but the way her sapphire eyes were shining up back at him, her cheeks a beautiful rosy color…

 

Sesshomaru felt like if something in him snapped, and before he could stop himself, his lips went crashing against hers.

 

Kagome froze. What is he doing ?! She screamed in her head. Is he -is he kissing me?! Her eyes opened wide in shock. Her brain had blackout, took its suitcases and left for some unforeseen vacations.

 

She gasped, giving Sesshomaru the opportunity to deep the kiss. His tongue invaded hungrily her sweet mouth. The Daiyoukai groaned at the bliss created by her taste. Why was he trying to avoid anything like that again? He couldn't even remember. When he felt that she was still shocked and had yet to return the kiss, he, gently with his tongue, tried to coax hers to join him in this beautiful dance.

 

He couldn't stop himself. The sensations were incredible, like nothing he had taste and feel before. He had to resist as he could, the urge to purr happily when her sweet appendage had started to move timidly against his own.

 

Behind half-closed eyelids, he watched her eyes closed, and she let herself been carried away by the burning feeling of his soft lips on her own. She sighed blissfully. Sesshomaru would have smiled if his mouth wasn't so occupied.

 

He observed her flushed face a moment as to engrave the breath-taking image in his mind and closed his eyes too, letting everything go.

 

The kiss became more and more heated as the seconds passed. The passion burning in them. Sesshomaru's hand went behind her neck to move her head for better access. During that time, his other hand went fall on her thigh. Her eyes snapped opened. As if the spell had broken, the implication of their actions and at what it could lead to crashing down on her. Sparks of fear went running her body. Sesshomaru immediately detected the difference, feeling her tensing under his fingertips, and growled in frustration. He slowly, taking as much as he could, before ending one of the better kiss of his life.

 

Kagome looked at the man holding her, kissing her and came face to face with his amber lustful pools. Then, she jumped on her feet and went to stand close to the opposite wall of the elevator, where she was earlier. She turned from him, avoiding anymore eyes contact. Her hands reached up to her slightly kiss-swelled lips, tracing them slowly.

 

What was that !?! She was screaming frantically to herself.

 

 

 

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End of the part 5.

 

Well, that's it. So, what do you thing? Did you enjoy it how much I enjoyed to write it? Hope so.

Anyway, I have to go, I have a biology exam tomorrow! *whine*

 

I'm off now,

Laters,

 

Sweetest Angel