Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Holiday Memories and Nightmares ❯ Rescue ( Chapter 5 )

A/N: Hey, we finally got to update early! It's a miracle!

JC: Well, this chapter was one we both knew the fans wanted.

Kathrine: Kinda longer than all the other too. Well, we hope you like it.

JC: Byakuen does get his pound of flesh. J

Kathrine: I think the fan got what they wanted out of this chapter, but know that I did have my fun with this.

JC: Heaven, help us all.

Kathrine: Oh they won't listen. J

JC: L .

Kathrine: J Now on with the fic!

Disclaimer: We are poor so we can't own the Troopers. We spent all of our money on a bleaching kit for our hair. Now we're blonde like Seiji. J

Warnings: NCS, Seiji torture, fight scene that is poorly written and quickly ended, Lots of blood, and HIM. What more can we say?

Holiday Nightmares and Memories

BY Kathrine and Jennifer

(edited by JC)

Chapter 5 - Rescue

HE walked out of the bathroom and sighed contentedly. He hadn't been pleasured so well in years. But of course, he would expect nothing less from his angel. He finished drying the extra water from his hair and threw the towel on the floor. He wasn't worried about leaving a mess, not with the bloodied, bruised, and broken mess he'd left on the bed. Smirking at a job well done, he sat at the foot of the bed and watched his angel.

The blonde was whimpering quietly, his throat too scarred from screaming to be able to do anything more. His legs had been released from their bindings and bloodied rope burns encircled his ankles. His thighs were caked with blood and his face was bruised due to continuous beatings from his fists. Blood covered his mouth not only from his throat and lips, but from giving HIM pleasure as well.

The boy's eyes were open but they stared at nothing, glazed as they were from blood loss and pain. He just lay there on blood drenched sheets, blood that was all his own, and whimpered, a beautiful music for HIS ears. To HIM, his angel never looked more beautiful.

Licking his lips at the pictures HE in his mind of the night just spent with his angel, he pulled a small pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket. Frowning a little, HE pulled a liter from said pocket and lit the cigarette. " You see this," HE waved the skinny stick of nicotine and tobacco in front of his angel's face. " You caused me to start this stupid habit. I had to get a rush somewhere, you were just too far away."

The blonde whimpered again, but said nothing. HE doubted his was even coherent enough to do so. HE took a thick drag from the cigarette and sighed, letting the smoke be released near the blonde's face. It just wouldn't do anymore, not after the night he had just experienced. HE then looked over at his angel, eyes tracing the smooth muscled expanse of his unmarred back as he lay trembling on his side. It was the one place where he'd never scarred the boy.

Glancing at the cigarette for a moment, HE smirked before placing it lightly against the juncture between the blonde's neck and shoulder blade. HIS angel whimpered even louder from the flash of burning pain. He shuddered and tears fell down bruised cheeks once more. HE smiled at the tears as they mixed with the blood on the white covered pillow. Gods, his angel was so arousing, especially when in pain.

HE took the cigarette then and pushed it into the first vertebrae of the smaller form's spine, right at the bottom of his neck. HIS angel cried out softly at that, blood coming from his lips at the unwanted action. The blonde moved slightly, trying to get away from him so the pain would stopped, but his movement only caused his to cry again as even more pain laced up his spine from his lower regions.

Next, HE forced it into the small of his back against another vertebrae, squishing it into the boy's back and relishing the smell of burnt flesh. The blonde pulled away then, tugging on his still metal-bound hands unconsciously. HE loved to watch his angel writhe in pain and pulled another cigarette from his pack. Lighting it so that it still had a small flame on the end, HE pressed the tobacco stick up against the side of the boy's neck. This elicited a groan-like whimper and a cringing motion back into the blood-soaked sheets.

Through the entire thing, HIS angel's eyes remained a glazed blank look. It was like he could feel the pain, but was somewhere else, his mind having shut down. HE liked the lifeless look in the blonde's eyes and loved the fact that he was the cause of it. The pathetic whimper's made him sound like he was a wounded wolf. Graceful, beautiful, even deadly to most, but still broken. And HE was hunter that had caught and broken him.

" So beautiful," HE murmured as he ran a hand up his angel's leg. " Such a beautiful angel."

" Oh my God…" a voice gasped from the doorway. HE turned to stare in midnight blue eyes that were quickly going from shocked to down right homicidal.

*****

Touma raced up the stairs as fast as he could without making any noise. He knew something had happened and only hoped that Seiji wasn't too badly hurt…or worse. At the top of the stairs he stayed silent, listening for anyone who could be in the house. But all he heard were faint whimpers and cries, all which were coming from his and Seiji's room.

He tiptoed to the door that was partially open. The whimpers weren't very loud, but he thought he heard someone talking inside. Pushing the door open the rest of the way, he stared in shock at the scene. A tall, somewhat thick figure sat at the foot of Seiji's bed, pants on and shirt on although not even buttoned.

He seen the person before and hadn't forgotten who it was. Jack Williams, his mind growled. But Jack's hand caught his attention. It was running lightly up and down the pale leg of the other figure on the bed, a figure that was whimpering and sobbing softly. Oh Gods, no…

The other person was Seiji. He was laying on his side, hands cuffed to the headboard of his bed and legs bent slightly, bloodied burns on his ankles that Touma believed came from the red-stained ropes that lay on the ground next to said bed. His face was bruised and blood was dripping from his mouth. Gods, there was so much blood! It was all over the blonde's thighs and covering most of the sheets he lay on. Williams merely continued to pet him and Touma felt his rage growing.

He wasn't even aware of himself speaking until Williams turned to look at him, a look of curiosity subsiding when the smirk returned to his lips. He knew he was caught and yet…he didn't care. That only pushed Touma farther into his homicidal rage. " How could you…?!" he glared at the older man.

" Oh, I guess we've been caught," Williams laughed. He turned his eyes to Seiji and shook his shoulder. " The cat's out of the bag, my little demon." The blonde said nothing and Touma wanted to die for the blank, absent look in his friend's eyes. Seiji wasn't home anymore, that the archer was sure of.

" Y-you monster!" Touma growled. " How dare you hurt him!"

" He is MINE, always has been," the older man retorted as if it was so obvious. He then stood up and started towards the archer. " But you all did cause me some trouble. I almost didn't get to have him again."

" A-again?" Touma's words were caught in his throat and his eyes were blurring in disgust and rage. How could this man, this animal, do this to Seiji? The blonde had never done anything to anybody, pretty much staying on his own when he could and not confronting anyone. To think that someone could hurt another person in such a way, and for Seiji to be said person was almost too much. It almost didn't seem believable in a way, but it was all too real for him as he stared at the bloodied form of the man he loved.

" You know what, you're very pretty yourself," Williams smirked again. " I can see why Seiji wants you."

" Nani? How would you know?" Touma demanded.

The dark-haired man merely chuckled, a harsh sound that the archer couldn't stand. " He called out for you, cried about how he was too evil for you," the other explained. " I know what that means. He was always the whore type."

" Shut up!" Touma growled. " You are nothing more than a monster! You raped him! People like you shouldn't be allowed to live!"

" Ooh, so harsh," the man didn't seem effected. He was only a few inches away from the blue-haired boy and he could tell his hands were trembling. " Are you afraid of me?" Williams asked. " Such a weak boy, just like my little demon."

" Asshole!" Touma snapped right then. He lunged himself at Williams, knocking them both to the floor. Instantly, he punched him in the face, striving to hear the satisfactory crunch signaling a broken bone. But all he got was that wretched laugh which he had already come to loathe. Nothing would satisfy him more than to punch out every tooth in that man's pearly white mouth before shutting him up permanently.

But Williams had a different plan. He used his weight advantage on Touma to knock him off balance and forced him to the ground. He then sat on the younger boy's legs, trapping against the floor. The archer wasn't strong enough to push him off without calling upon his yoroi, a choice which he was heavily leaning towards. He would have loved to nail Williams to the wall with a few good arrows.

" I could get used to you beneath me," Williams licked his dry chapped lips as his shifted his weight slightly for a better position.

" Not while I'll live!" Touma snarled at him before bending his knees and shoving his opponent off of him and against the nightstand that was next to Seiji's bed. He landed against it and chuckled even more, slowly catching his breath.

" What does a monster like you find so damn funny?!" he couldn't take the laughing anymore. He wanted to shut him up and yet, even through his rage, his curiosity wouldn't be silenced.

" Just that anyone one could fall in love with my little demon," Williams answered. " I know he's a good fuck, but he's not the type to love, only to take and possess."

" That's not true! Humans don't use people like that!" Touma refused to believe such a preposterous thing. " But you're not human, are you? You're an evil, disgusting creature that shouldn't even be on this earth, let alone breathing!"

" You talk too much," the other stated, pulling something from behind his back. Touma gasped and backed away instantly at the sight of the black gun. " It worked on Seiji, and I didn't even have to pull the trigger. How will it work on you if I do?"

The dark-haired man walked towards the archer with an air of victory and superiority. To him, he had won. Touma backed up towards his own bed, trying to stay as far away from the deadly weapon as possible. His mind continued to try and think of how he could get to Seiji. That was all that mattered to him. He had to make sure Seiji was still…

Of course he's alive! He yelled at himself. Seiji isn't going to die. He stared straight into dark eyes that held no remorse, no regret, nor sympathy for the person he'd just broken, possibly beyond repair. Knowing he actually felt good about what he'd done made Touma want to take the gun in his hand and shoot the beast himself.

" Goodbye boy," Williams smirked and pulled the trigger…

That's when a loud roar could be heard and a large white blur burst into the room. Williams was tackled to the floor as razor sharp teeth ripped the gun from his hand. The bullet missed its target and embedded itself into the wall behind Touma near his bed. The man let out a scream of pain…but no one cared.

Touma stared in shock at Byakuen unexpected arrival, but quickly collected his wits and rushed to Seiji's bed. He had to keep his stomach in check at the disgusting smell of blood and sex that seemed stained into the air around the bed. He stepped over the ropes and stood next the blonde's head. He didn't know what to do, he was too afraid to even touch him, too afraid he might break completely and crumble away into nothingness.

" Seiji?" he called to him, ignoring the cries and pleas from the man being mauled by the white tiger not even ten feet away. He slowly reached out an unsteady hand and placed it against the swordsman cheek. It felt so cold. His heart raced with fear and he lowered his hand to the boy's neck and stilled. The pulse was almost non-existent. He had to hurry and do something or Seiji was going to die.

The cries were decreasing and he realized that Byakuen was about to kill Williams, that he wouldn't be able to pay for what he did to Seiji. Death would be his release, his freedom to an afterlife. Turning around quickly he yelled, " Stop! Don't kill him Byakuen!"

The tiger stopped his assault, his teeth removing themselves from the man's calf, and stared at Touma in confusion. Why would he want him to stop? The man was evil, he had to die. He looked back at his quarry and could tell that he'd been knocked unconscious from when the feline had banged his head roughly against the floor. It would be so easy to rip out his throat or bite of something vital.

" He has to pay for what's he's done," the archer explained with a snarl on his lips. " Death is way too good for him."

It was just then that a loud yell came from downstairs. " Byakuen!! Touma!! Where are you?!"

" Up here!" the blue-haired boy yelled, still checking over Seiji. He had to find away to uncuff his hands. That's when he saw the pair of small silver keys connected to a key ring on the nightstand. " Yes!" he picked them up and quickly went to the task of freeing his friend from the metal bindings. Pounding steps could be heard on the stairs and a figure was in the doorway instantly.

Ryo had known Touma had come home when the taxi driver waiting in the drive had told him his charge was 'a blue-haired kid.' He didn't know how the other could have been back so soon, but he'd hoped that Touma could have saved Seiji. From what he saw right then, even the archer had been too late.

Byakuen was growling and hovering over a limp figure near the wall and Touma was busy trying to uncuff another form from the bed. He could tell that said form was Seiji from the blonde hair. " There's so much blood…" he stared in fear and disbelief.

" Ryo, please don't freak out on me," Touma pleaded and he removed the last cuff from Seiji's wrist. Both of them were bruised and the skin torn from constant pulling and tugging for the hours he'd been trapped, red scars running around them in circles. " Ryo, get me some blankets. He's so cold."

" Cold?" Ryo didn't like the sound of that. Cold meant…

" He's alive," Touma told him quickly. " But he's lost too much blood and has to get to the hospital like hours ago. That asshole did a real number on him, Ryo."

" Who?" the raven-haired boy demanded to know. His glare turned towards the bloodied form that his tiger companion was just waiting to devour if he got the go a head.

" Leave him! Byakuen made sure he won't be able to go anywhere," Touma was lifting Seiji from the disgusting mass of blood and semen-stained sheets. He held him close and turned towards his leader figure. " Seiji is way more important right now. HE'LL get his dues."

The swordsman nodded and rushed to Touma's bed, pulling the comforter and sheets from it in a graceful swoop. He walked over to Touma and laid them on the floor besides him, pushing the wretched red-stained ropes out of his way. The archer quickly lowered the blonde onto the bedspreads gently and wrapped him in them, making sure his entire body was covered and held in the warm embrace. It scared him that the blonde's eyes never closed and remained the same lifeless expression.

" What are you going to do?" Ryo asked him. " I left the SUV about ten miles back and came here in my sub armor."

" Hopefully the cabby won't ask too many questions," Touma stated as he pulled Seiji into his arms once again. " You have to stay here and call the police, don't touch anything, get Byakuen outta here. We don't know what they would say to having a tiger around."

" That's no problem, I've got his papers," Ryo told him.

" Fine, that will make explaining how that monster ended up full of teeth holes easier," Touma's voice was getting very shaky. " Just tell the truth Ryo. You got here and Byakuen attacked Williams because of Seiji."

" Are you sure?" the raven-haired asked.

" No I'm not, but I don't know what else to do. I have to get Seiji to the hospital," his shook his head to hold back his tears. He had to stay focused. Seiji's life was on the line. He could fall apart later after he knew the blonde wasn't dying in his arms.

" What should I do about HIM?" Ryo's eyes flared and Touma could see the unhidden anger within them.

" Nothing, don't touch him unless it's to keep him from dying." Touma was very adamant about that. " He has to live so that he can pay for hurting Seiji. If death wasn't so lenient I'd let you cut out his heart, if he does have one." He stared down at the broken form in his arms and knew he had to get out of there now. " Please, just call the police and keep that monster from dying."

Ryo nodded and Touma turned around, fleeing from the room and down the stairs, not once even thinking he might have dropped the blonde during his decent. He ran out of the open door into the storm and pulled the blanket closer to Seiji's body. He wouldn't having him dying from the cold either. He rushed over to the taxicab and watched as he driver got out immediately.

" What the hell happened to him?!" he gawked.

" Somebody attacked him! Please just take me to the hospital and I'll pay you double!" Touma begged him.

The driver stared at him for less than a moment before running around and opened the back door for him. " No charge," he told him and Touma nodded thankfully. He slid Seiji into the sear slowly before getting in himself and pulling the blonde back into his lap. The blonde head speckled with red and pink lay against his chest as the cabby shut the door and ran to the driver's seat, getting in and starting the car as quickly as possible.

" Seiji?" Touma placed a hand against the blonde's ice cold cheek. " C'mon Blondie, talk to me."

A soft whimper was his answer, barely heard by the archer. Why wouldn't Seiji look at him? Why were his eyes so blank and empty? Had Williams broken his spirit and mind that badly? Was there any part of Seiji even left in the trembling form he held to his chest? And if there was, how was he going to get him back? That was…if he could get him back.

*****

The room was sterile white, a sickening color that matched the unearthly white tones of Seiji's skin. He was hooked up to monitors and IVs, blood being pumped into him to restore what he's lost and machines keeping his vitals in check. Touma sat there, next to the bed, and just watched him with unblinking eyes. It seemed like he wasn't even there in the room, more like he was watching from some strange television or monitor and crying over a movie.

But he couldn't cry. He hadn't been able to cry the entire time, the shock still not lifted. "How could he do this to him?" he asked in a weak voice. " Gods, Seiji, you didn't deserve this, none of it." He could still here the doctor's words in his mind from part of the conversation he'd had with her after Seiji's operation.

" He suffered severe internal injuries and trauma to his rectal area," the black-haired doctor explained. " We had to bypass quite a bit of scar tissue to be able to stop the bleeding."

" Scar tissue?" Touma didn't understand.

" Well Mr. Hashiba," she started, her voice quiet and sad. She hated to have to be the bearer f such news to the friends of her patients. " Scar tissue usually heals over the wounds in the anal area after severe rape. We found that there were layers of scar tissue, most torn from the recent attack. But the only explanation for it was that this has happened before to him, many times."

Touma hadn't spoken anything, merely stared at her as if she spoken nothing. The reality of her words hadn't even settled in yet. And as if she could sense his massive state of shock, the doctor decided to continue.

" Now, he's lucky because we were able to stop the internal bleeding and none of his vital organs were harmed badly, some merely bruised," she told him. " Whoever did this wasn't going for the kill."

" B-but how is he now?" the archer asked her in an almost detached voice.

" He's resting, he was in shock when you brought him in," she told him. " You were lucky to have gotten to him in time or else he probably would have died from blood loss. All his injuries will heal eventually and he will have scars on his wrists and ankles, but that's not what I'm truly worried about." She hadn't missed the blank look in the blonde's eyes before she had sedated him to operate on him and knew that many mental and emotional areas would need to be healed as well.

" C-can I s-see him?" Touma asked. " I don't want him to wake up alone."

" Of course," she nodded and motioned for him to follow her. He stood from his seat in the waiting room and complied readily. " You know, I will need to contact his parents and tell them about this. I think they would like to be here for their son."

That's when it hit Touma. What were his parents going to say? His grandfather? How would they react to knowing that their son had been attacked by someone who seemed to be a friend of the family? The doctor had even said it had happened before, why hadn't they noticed? Why didn't they protect Seiji?

" Mr. Hashiba?" she called to him.

" His family, they don't live around here," he told her.

" Well, what is your friend's last name? You told me his first," she asked. " We have people who can find them for us."

" Date, Date Seiji," he answered.

" Date? I believe I knew someone named Date," she thought, knowing the name wasn't common " She went to medical school with me, very nice formal girl. Kita was always very stubborn though, and wouldn't let people control her."

Touma just stared at her for a moment. " Kita? That's Seiji's mother's name," he told her.

" Oh my," she couldn't believe it. " I don't believe it. I haven't talked to her in so many years."

" Well, his parents won't be able to get here soon."

" I still need to call them," she pointed out. She remembered how her school friend was. She was protective of those she cared for. It would hurt her greatly to know that such a thing had happened to her son.

" If it's for the best," Touma agreed.

" Come," she pointed at the door they stood in front of. " Your friend's in here." Touma had taken a deep shaky breath before following her into the room.

He hadn't even that thought the doctor would know Seiji's mother. It was just so coincidental. But he was glad that she seemed so certain that Seiji would be all right, even if his psychological state was still in question. At least his eyes are closed, Touma thought. He couldn't stand to stare into those empty eyes any longer.

It had been seven hours already and the storm had finally let up about five hours before. The policed had been there three hours before, asking him questions and trying to get his account of what had happened. Luckily, they were lenient with their interrogation (meaning they didn't ask how the attacker was mauled by a tiger) and didn't ask him to come down to the station. It seemed that they understood that Seiji needed him more.

The cabby had left with a very satisfying tip. He'd told Touma he'd hadn't need to, but Touma had urged it so he wouldn't to worry about the cleaning bill for scrubbing down the back seat. He knew that some blood had been on it when he'd gotten out of the cab and he didn't want the man having to pay for doing a good deed.

" Merry Christmas Seiji," he whispered, slowly moving a freshly cleaned strand of hair away from closed eyelids. " But this isn't much of a Christmas, is it? Now I know why you hate this time of year so much. It's worst than hell."

" Touma?" He turned around immediately turned to look into worried tiger blue eyes.

" They finally let you come?" Touma asked. " I thought the whole 'Byakuen attacking Williams' thing would take a while to explain. But I guess…seven hours is a while."

" Yeah," Ryo agreed. " They let up after I showed them the ownership papers my dad got from the government. Then all I had to do was say that Byakuen attacked him to save you and Seiji. They bought it after coming here to see Seiji." Touma turned his head at that, gazing back onto the broken form lying on the bed.

" How is he?" the raven-haired boy finally asked.

" He hurt him Ryo, he hurt him really bad," the archer tried to control the sob in is voice. He stood up and walked away from the bed, not taking his eyes off Seiji until he was beside Ryo in the doorway.

" He had major internal bleeding and his anus was torn thoroughly," Touma whispered almost. " His wrists and ankles will be scarred and his voice box might be harmed from the scarring they found. His intestines were bruised, though not badly. That monster wanted to hurt him, not kill him."

" Gods!" Ryo's voice raised to a tone of hatred and disgust. " How could anyone do that to a person?!"

Touma said nothing, unsure if what else he knew would be wise to release to his temperamental leader. He thought of what the doctor had told him of the scar tissue, the phone call he had listened in on before he left, and the way Seiji had acted around Williams the first day. It all came to the same thing. That monster had done this to Seiji before. But when? How long had it been going on? Why hadn't anyone stopped him? Why hadn't Seiji told anyone?

Ryo could see the apprehensive look on the other's face and could tell he was worried about something. " What is it Touma?" he asked. " Nothing you tell me could be worse than this."

The archer decided then that he didn't care what Ryo did. Williams was going to get what he deserved one way or another. " The doctor said there were layers of scar tissue…" he started.

" What does that mean?" Ryo asked, not fully understanding.

" It means that this has happened before," Touma looked away. " It mean this was going on for a while before we even met Seiji."

" You mean that somebody else…!" Ryo rage was quite apparent to anyone who looked at him.

" No one else," Touma interrupted him. " It was Williams the whole time, I know it was."

" Oh Gods, and you didn't want me to kill him?!" Ryo growled.

" Oh, don't worry, he'll pay for this," Touma assured him, an evil glint in his eyes. " Believe me, he'll pay. Even if it takes a quiver full of arrows to do it."

" Shin and Shu are on their way," Ryo told him, knowing better than to contradict the blue-haired boy when he was so bent on revenge. " Shin called as soon as you left. He was freaking out, been trying to call all night but no one was answering."

" Guess the others felt it too," Touma sighed. " But it's good that they're coming. Seiji's gonna need all the support we can give him and more."

Ryo nodded and placed a hand on his shoulder. " He'll probably do better knowing you're right there with him," he stated.

" Ryo, some of the things Williams told me, I don't know if they're true…"

" Of course they're not!" Ryo frowned.

" But there's one thing that I want to be true…" the archer trailed off.

" Nani?" the swordsman didn't understand.

Touma looked away. " He said that Seiji…that he… Well, that Seiji wanted me," he finally was able to get the words out.

Ryo's eyes widened a little before he tried to hold back a small smile. " If you hadn't realized that already you were blind," Ryo told him. " Seiji has been in love with you from day one."

" But... What would he want with me?" Touma asked in a small voice. " He could have anyone, guy or girl. Why would he even give me a second glance?"

" Gods Touma," Ryo stared at him for a moment. " If you ain't got one of the worst cases of low self-esteem that I've ever seen…"

" Ryo," the archer gave him a warning tone.

" Seiji wants you so bad that he was scared to death Touma," Ryo would have laughed if not for the situation at hand. " He doesn't even know how to express himself like that and it scares him."

" Yeah right…" Touma wasn't going to believe him so easily. It was too much of what he'd hoped for, too much of what he'd been dreaming about for over three years. Seiji actually wanting him was just too good to be true.

" You didn't see him while you were gone," Ryo pushed on. " I had to convince him not to stay in his room. You had him so confused that he actually had a conversation with me about it. Sure I initiated it, but…"

" Are you serious," Touma asked in a wishful tone. " I don't want my heart broken Ryo, I couldn't deal with it."

" He doesn't either," the other boy stated. " That's why he hasn't told you anything."

" I have a feeling it's already broken, and not from love," Touma knew he had to get back into the room. He had to take care of Seiji, now more than ever. He wouldn't let him go through this alone, no matter how much the swordsman wanted otherwise.

" I did find this in Seiji's clothes that were under the bed," Ryo pulled a green orb from his pocket. " I didn't think the police would mind if I took it."

" Thank Gods," Touma held the crystal preciously in his hand. " This will help him recover faster. Well, at least physically anyway. I don't know what how we're going to heal everything else."

" By not letting him be alone," Ryo told him. " By letting him know how much we care about him and making sure that Williams pays dearly. If anything we can at least do all that for him."

" When did you become so knowledgeable with this kind of stuff," Touma asked him curiously.

" Just telling you what I want to hear myself," the raven-haired boy shrugged. " Nasty said that usually works best."

" Well, do it more often," the archer told him as he walked back into the room. " I don't think Seiji's gonna be able to play the voice of calm reason for us anymore, or not for a long while anyway." With that he turned around and entered the room once again, ready to continue his vigil over the one he loved.

A/N: Well? Was that satisfying enough?

Kathrine: Me and Jen already got the next chapter going.

JC: Hopefully, that one will be on a much happier mood.

Kathrine: Maybe… Maybe not… ( grins impishly )

JC: Sorry for not updating on this sooner. We have been grounded off the Net since Sunday couldn't sneak on at any point or time.

Kathrine: Just to let you know, this story is coming to a close. Only two or three chapters left, one probably being an Epilogue.

JC: Okay so please review and tell us what you think?

Kathrine: Just to let you know, the next chapter of OVoRWwaCT is coming along a little faster now. The next chapter should by Saturday or Sunday. Now, bye!