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(Amu's POV)

I sat in a comfy chair, surrounded by walls and a desk. I recalled the night before, everything set out on the table, every lie told to be shown in the light of truth. I was told every detail from when Ikuto left, which included why, to the present now. I even laid out my own scars on the table. I explained how in high school Tadase was given a home by his family, and I'd often stay over there. It was all happy, and then I got pregnant. I told him about the abuse and the cheating.

My mind drifted to the night before, and the night before that, and many nights before that. Ikuto and I, for a week, have been talking about the years that had passed between us. He said that we should know everything about that time away from the other because he didn't want an argument rising between us on how we're keeping part of our past secret from the other. After he put it that way, I couldn't help but agree.

There was a nock on my door like the beat in a song I knew and my mind flew back to the present. Me, still in this room surrounded by walls and a desk. "Come in," I said, hardly loud enough for anyone to hear. I didn't even know why I was here, but somehow I'd ended up being a secretary for some layer. Ikuto had pulled some strings for me and quickly got me this job. Neither the layer or I had degrees in the field, but somehow it was okay.

"Is Mrs. Hikajori here?"

"No, she's out right now. Would you like me to take a message?"

"Yes. Please."

That night when I got home I was exhausted. I instantly laid down in my old room that would soon be another's. I put my hand on my stomach and rubbed in circles. Another. I sat up, my back to the door that led into the room while looking out the window. It wasn't all that interesting. A fence, the neighbors house. Nothing new. I gazed around the room, it was still my room, though I hardly used it anymore. Maybe I should redecorate? Nah. Instead I walked outside to the back deck. I stood there, leaning against the rail on my arms. I looked down at my stomach.

"Will everything go downhill again, Mr or Miss unnamed baby?" I asked with a whisper. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I was really glad that either no one had come home of they were off to the store or on a walk or something. As they slid down my face I moved one arm so I could hold my stomach, rubbing circles with my thumb. "What will you be like? What will the world be like?" I sighed, leaving my tears free to run all they wanted.

"Why are you so worried about the world?"

A ferocious blush came across my face as I realized someone was home. Ikuto was home. I didn't turn around, nor did I dare to move. It was almost like I thought if I didn't move he wouldn't be able to see me, oh no, I'm invisible now. My shoulders started to shake, the tears becoming more violent now. "Because what if a life is brought into the world and the world isn't a safe place."

"Why should you be worrying about that?" He hadn't heard anything other than my statement about the world. And he couldn't even hear my voice waver, though I had become good at it.

"Because..." I couldn't finish my sentence. What if he hated me for this?

"Because isn't an explanation." He said, pausing then said, "Because why?" He wan't being impatient or mean, he was being quite playful.

"Because... Because what if someone I knew was going to have a baby?" I asked, not wanting to bring my factor into the conversation just yet.

"I don't think any of your girl friends are pregnant." He noted, all I could think was, "Damn, he knows all of the girls I'm ever around."

"Uh, it's a girl I met today who was pregnant. At work. We got into a heated conversation about it. So..." I couldn't continue, I'd accidentally moved my hands to my face, rubbing the tears away. Ikuto hadn't moved until I'd done this motion. I never really liked touching my face unless I had sleeps in my eyes, or tears falling from my eyes. Sometimes I'd itch my face, but not with both hands.

"Amu, are you okay?" He asked, his voice was clear, concerned, closer and aware.

"Yeah, I'm fine, you don't need to worry." My voice gave out, suddenly breaking down. When two strong hands landed on my shoulders, twisting me around, I quickly hid my face. "Don't look at me." My voice was harsh and it shocked him, though he knew this act.

I struggled away from him as he picked me up and carried me princess style. I continued to hide my face, but kicked and screamed. "Ikuto, put me down! Please!" "No, stop, please!" I said anything I could with the slight hope that I'd be put down and left alone until I had my bearings. No hope.

Ikuto brought us into our room, something I was still getting used to, and laid me down on the bed. I flinched some, which made him back off a little. "Sorry," he said before laying down behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close. He buried his head into my neck, sniffing my hair. He purred a little while doing this, rubbing against the back of my neck.

I was nervous about his arms. What if my stomach had grown already and he felt a difference? What if it's become small recently because of me not being hungry? What if...?

"Amu, you know you can tell me anything. I won't judge. I won't be bothered. I won't reject you." He whispered into my ear. "I won't do anything he ever did," he said. My heart sank. I'd doubted Ikuto for the last time. I needed to woman up and just spill everything. Though before I could even let out one word tears were rolling down my cheeks and my voice let out little cracks of pain.

"Amu?" He asked with surprise, moving away and sitting up, trying to get a good look at my face. "Amu, what's wrong?"

It took a while to explain it all. My day and the lack of whatever woman I'd made up, how I felt ridiculous to have doubted him, and finally, "I've been wanting to tell you that I went to the hospital recently, you know, for my shots?" I'd turned around and sat with him, tears still falling from my eyes which he'd wipe away. He nodded, still wiping tears. "Well, they said they wanted to check something out, that something had happened with the chemistry in my body." I slowed down as I was getting closer to my point. "I'm pregnant again, they said."

He sat their shocked for only a second, seizing rubbing my cheeks and just looking at me. He took in a big breath, obviously he also stopped breathing, and sighed. He rubbed the last of my tears, leaving small kisses on my cheeks and forehead, then began rubbing his temples. He looked over to me, with a small smile. "Can I feel?" There was a light blush on his cheeks that I could see and I smiled at him, nodding.

He reached down, rubbing on my stomach. He shifted so he was laying down next to me. He continued to rub my belly, sometimes even kissing. I rolled over so it'd be easier for him, and so I could slightly curl around him. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close as he cuddled with my belly. He purred, rubbing his head lightly against me, leaving kisses, and just cuddling.

"Do you know the sex?"

"No, I'm only a month along."

"A month?" He suddenly sat up, looking at me with shock. "A month?" He continued to repeat it again and again to himself. He laid back down, cuddling with me again. "I can't believe it," he whispered. "I'm going to be a dad." We both laughed. After a while we both fell asleep, only to be woken up later by Hikaru, hungry for dinner.

"Hikaru, you're going to be a brother," Ikuto said, excited while he ruffled Hikaru's hair. My poor son just stood there, a questioning gaze directed at me.

"EW!" He screamed, covering his eyes. "That's gross!"

"What do you mean? You don't want a little sibling?" He looked between Ikuto and me, a look of disgust clearly on his face.

"Not that!" He yelled. "You two did stuff, eww! Gross! I'm going to need bleach to get that horrifying mental picture out of my mind!"

Every time that night whenever Hikaru walked in on Ikuto and I snuggling, he'd mutter, "Ew, gross, bad, disgusting," and walk away, continuing his line of words. We'd just laugh and continue cuddling. Though, the months that followed were a little worse. I'd gotten really bad morning sickness, some wired cravings, and a lot of vitamin pills I had to take. Ikuto was with me the whole way, holding my hair, trying the wired things I wanted even if he didn't like it, and took a multivitamin pill of his own. He wanted me to feel like he was right there with me, going through the same thing.

The second month I'd found something out, I'd have to go in every month for x-rays of the baby, which my co-workers said meant my baby was going to be "retarded." When I confronted the doctor about it he said it wasn't that severe. He just wanted to make sure the baby's umbilical cord was watched closely as it was positive it'd be wrapped around the child's neck. Every month I walked into the hospital, get an x-ray, and be on my way. Sometimes the doctor asked questions, but other than that I was in the clear.

Somewhere in the middle of all this pregnancy Ikuto reminded me of one more thing that needed to be touched. Marriage. Ikuto refused to let me do anything except for the things that the bride can only do. Even then he was reluctant. I went out with my girl friends and picked out bridesmaid's dresses. Ikuto and I had decided on a color swap so the boy's would be in pink while the girls in blue. The girl's and I giggles about various dresses, and after a while decided they all shouldn't be stuck to all one dress. We're gonna spice some things up.

Ami, my little sister, was my best woman. She presented herself with a strapless dress that flowed to the ground. From the top to around the hips there was a shimmering material over the light blue dress. From the hips, the material continued but broke apart to create sharp "V" ice-sickles down to her mid-thigh. Around her neck was a chocker necklace made from the same material in the design of many flowers. Her dress might have been the most simple of dresses. She wore silver high heels, though they weren't as high as either Utau's or Rima's. The style was similar to Utau's, strings coming from this way and that making the shoe a shoe. Her hair had grown longer, her eyes a brighter light brown now. Her hair was pulled into two pigtails at the base of both sides of her neck. Curled into two flowing long curls, reaching her mid-back. Ami was being escorted by Ikuto's father, which was a surprise to me. I nearly, not in a literal sense, flipped a table at this knowledge. Ikuto just told me that he really wanted his father to be his best man, gave me a deep kiss on the lips and suddenly I couldn't say "No."

Utau's dress was a lighter blue, chosen because of her light hair color. It was the only one of the dresses choses that wasn't strapless. It was a long dress that went all the way down to her ankles. In the front the top outlined her braw, bringing the front down to a sharp "V". The fabric hugged her sides and flowed down to where on her right side the fabric became a slit for sitting down leg access and show off. In the back there was hardly any fabric at all. Two straps from the top of the "V" in the front wrapped around her shoulders then crossed her back and down to the side, almost underneath her boobs. From there the back made a gradual "V", stopping above her butt line. Halfway down the "V" began a golden celtic knot that ran from the halfway point down and back up to the other side halfway point. At the bace of the celtic knot silk fell from underneath the seam and fell to where it connected once more at the base of the dress. Utau disliked it and asked for it to be un-attached at the base, which the seamstress in the shop gladly did. On the day of the wedding she wore this dress, silver high heals and large hoop earrings. Her hair pulled back into a messy bun with curled golden strands falling over the bun. Kukai was her escort, dressed in a full pink tuxedo and a single blue flower.

Rima wore a blue strapless dress that ran down her curves tightly, showing off her small form. At the top of the dress was a two inch border that was a mid-blue color, like the rest of the dress, and came down into silver sparkles, gradating fast. From under that line to a thick big blue bow around Rima's mid-thighs were three flowers having the same affect as the top rim. A deeper color of blue for the shadows as the top of the petals became a shimmering silver color. Around her torso the dress had lines moving from left to right on her body, though underneath the bow the dress fell vertically. Her hair was down like it normally was, though seemed to be filled with controlled curls instead of waves. She also wore silver high heels with a different fashion. While Utau's was strings moving around her feet to create the shoe, Rima's was a high heel base with a single thick bar over her toes. Rima was escorted by Nagihiko, whom was dressed in a black tuxedo and a pink tie and pink formal shoes. I simply have no clue where he got them.

Yaya was the only one of my bridesmaids wearing a short dress, though it fit her best. It was a darker blue, surprisingly not bringing out the lightness of her skin, hair, or eyes. It balanced for her. The dress was strapless, a border an inch big around around the top of the dress and another, two inches, going around her upper waist, giving her "breasts a lift," as Yaya put it. The dress puffed out a little from there. The thick material falling while underneath you could see some of the frills that made the dress have some volume towards the bottom. Her heels were blue, like her dress. The heels were the same style as Rima's, though had the low heel like Ami's. She wore shimmering silver bangle bracelets on both wrists. She was escorted by Kiri who looked awkward in a green tinted black tuxedo with pink accessories, which I'm sure he fought Yaya hand and tooth against.

My bride's maid and other maid's of honor walked down the isle with their arms looped around their male counterparts. I stood in my elegant wedding gown, a pure white dress that hugged closely to my sides and fell around my legs in small ripples. Over the dress was a thin dark see-through cloth with sparkles imbedded into it. The dress was strapless, showing off my collarbone, but since the dress hugged my sides so much you could easily see the bulge that was forming my belly into a planet. I was more than half way done with the pregnancy. My father gave me a quick smile. Hikaru stood in front of us, being the ring bearer, and one of Ikuto's young cousins stood in front of him as the flower girl. They walked through, and I could faintly see the little girl throw the white rose peddles in the air and Hikaru went to stand next to the priest. Ikuto had yet to turn to look at me, which I was happy for.

The music slowed, nearly stopping before my marriage march was played. My father had one arm wrapped around my lower back, making sure I didn't tip back, while his other hand held onto my right, leading me slowly down the isle. I could feel many people's eyes on my back, sides, and front, though I only had eyes on Ikuto. He still hadn't looked back at me and he told me why beforehand, probably guessing I'd freak out as to why he didn't want to look back at me. It's because he took that, "looking at your soon-to-be wife's wedding dress while she's wearing it before the wedding will ensure a marriage of bad luck." He would wait to look at me until I stood besides him and the priest's began his speech which no one really cared for, I'm sure.

The music stopped and my father gave me a hug before walking off, I used my own to feet to step up one step and forward two so I was officially standing next to Ikuto. Out of the corner of my eye I could clearly see him trying to distract himself from me, and he wasn't doing a good job. I turned my head towards him, making it clear as day that he was strikingly good looking in my eyes. His white suit with a pink bow-tie clashed with his blue hair and eyes. It also made his skin look tanner. I leaned forward a little so I could see his eyes better. The vale that covered my eyes made things almost fuzzy for my eyes, but nothing could ever dull down this mans eyes. They were just so beautiful.

"Do you, Tsukiyomi Ikuto, take Hinamori," Ikuto and I agreed that we'll use my maiden name, "Amu to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, in living or dying, so long as you both shall live?" The priest asked, and this was the first line in the past thirty minutes that I had actually heard what he was saying and payed attention. Ikuto squared his shoulders, reason beyond me, and said with a strong voice,

"Yes."

"And," I took my gaze off of Ikuto and to the priest, though, through my peripheral vision my whole view was on Ikuto. He, too, had me in his view. "Do you, Hinamori Amu, take Tsukiyomi Ikuto to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, in living or dying, so long as you both shall live?" When the priest finished his line, a small smile touched my lips. I didn't have that feeling of wanting to run away like I'd seen in many movies, or the feeling that this might just be the most stupid thing I've ever done in my life. No. This moment, right now felt completely and totally right, like this was where I was supposed to be. With Ikuto. As his wife.

"I do," and we sealed it with one of the most sweetest kisses after he lifted the vale out of my face and over my head. It wasn't short like I'd heard most kisses at weddings were like, but it was cut shorter than I'm sure either of us had wanted.

I learned that it was going to be a girl, though didn't tell Ikuto. I wanted it to be a surprise. I told the doctor this, so he'd act like I'd asked to not know the baby's sex, but surly, it was a she. He agreed. I was so happy. Though as the due date became closer and closer, the doctor began to worry more and more. "We'll need you to go into "forced labor" a month in advanced." I nodded, worried about this, but needed to do anything for this child of mine. So in turn, entered the hospital early. They gave me some drugs and around noon I was in labor. Ikuto went out for lunch with Hikaru and before they came back, our daughter was out breathing the fresh air of the world. She was instantly thrown around like a football, getting cleaned off and getting oxygen.

When Ikuto and Hikaru did come, they were surprised by the story. I said that the baby had it's umbilical cord wrapped around it's neck three times, and needed oxygen. Ikuto nearly slammed the doctor into the wall asking if his baby was okay. The doctor nodded, and sat Ikuto next to me, though he preferred to be in the bed with me. "It's a girl," he told us. Ikuto's face when blank as I smiled at him. He asked me if I knew and I shrugged. He pouted a little when I didn't tell him, though I explained to him that I wanted it to be a surprise for him.

"What should we name her?" Ikuto asked. I looked at him, then over to where the doctors were working on our daughter.

"Let's name her... Anne?" I asked, looking up to Ikuto. He smiled, though it faded fast.

"Let's name her something else... Anne... Doesn't it bring you some bad memories?"

"Yes, but she was a very dear friend to me. I feel really bad about what happened that day, a long time ago."

"How about Hikari, since he's," he nodded towards a sleeping Hikaru, "Is Hikaru. Hikaru, Hikari." I laughed.

"Nah... We can decide later, okay? Maybe sleep on some names."

"Why didn't we decide on names earlier?" He moaned, running his fingers though his hair franticly. He just decided to sigh, looking at me for help on the subject.

"Because I didn't tell you she would be a girl so you didn't want to get attached to one name." I just shrugged, showing him a week smile.

"Oh. Right." He sighed, though a smile appeared on his face quickly as he kissed my sweaty face.

My little daughter and I were released from the hospital a the night after (even though she needed oxygen the doctor's said she was good to go tomorrow mid-day) and we went home. The girl slept between Ikuto and I before we moved her into a new crib. I would have used Hikaru's crib if he ever had one, though it was strictly against Tadase's ideal living. He didn't have toys or anything that wasn't given to us by a neighbor or friend. Ikuto and I decided we'd be with her for a few weeks before giving her a name. Luckily, we got away with it since the government or hospital were weary about doing such things.

One night Ikuto and I were cooing over our daughter, Hikaru sometimes sticking his head in to check on us, or more specifically, his sister. He really was cautious about this new being, but later he fell in love with her. She'd been crying while I was out in the garden and Ikuto was away to the store and Hikaru stepped in, picking the little girl up and cradling her.

"I think we should consider names now." I said, trying to engage Ikuto in a serious conversation.

"Okay, what are you thinking?"

"Um... I think Reiko would be good." He gave me a look. "What? Think of her personality so far." He nodded, considering.

"Maybe. A few more days, okay? We'll see if we have anymore ideas and if something better comes up then..." He let the statement fall. I knew what he meant so it was all that mattered.

We spent more time with the little girl and soon we were all calling her Reiko. It suited her. She was our cute little girl, and as time passed she grew, as did we all. Hikaru especially had a growth spurt and became more of a man than a boy. There were so many days that we enjoyed.

One summer day the family went out on a large picnic, this included all of our friends and family. Rima and Nagihiko, Utau and Kukai, Yaya and Kairi, Mama, Papa, Ami, Ikuto's parents Aruto and Shuko, Ikuto, Hikaru, Reiko and myself. Three large picnic blankets and a buffet. I remember that day amazingly.

Ikuto and I sat under a tree, cuddling, as we watched our children closely. Hikaru was showing off to Kukai on what he's learned about football. Reiko was sitting alone, shyly looking around. Her waist length hair, a light shade of blue and one yellow eye, and one blue. She had a thin body, one of a super model without all the dieting. We were thinking that the blue came from Ikuto no doubt, and the eyes - oh the eye - were the most amazing thing that happened. She was our precious.

She was a shy child, though incredibly intelligent. She had school smarts, some street smarts, and an amazing skill at the arts. Cooking, drawing, singing, playing; all came easy to her. Hikaru was sometimes jealous of the attention we gave her, but came to his own dream. Hikaru had his own guardian character, one who was good at sports, and another that was good in the art of playing the guitar. Ikuto and I were both proud that our kid had a dream, both of them did. Something they were set on.

Things did get bumpy when Tadase had been released from jail, but Ikuto immediately settled the problem with a restraining order. He didn't want to let me become stressed over something so "irrelevant" like some boy being released on "good behavior." He wasn't allowed in the same city as us, being the family. He was allowed nowhere near Hikaru, Reiko or myself at anytime. Ikuto really takes care of us.

She just sat there, looking off into space, as we gazed down at her. "She seems lonely." I commented.

Ikuto gave me a confused look. "How can she be lonely when we smother her, I think she's enjoying her little moment of silence." I giggled, giving Ikuto a kiss on the neck.

"You're so right."

(End Amu's POV)

Hikaru and Reiko both looked up to their parents and smiled, then to each other. Hikaru gave her a wink which she laughed at. He said his momentary farewell to Kukai and walked over to Reiko, doing his big brother role. He was eight years older than she was. "Hey kiddo."

"I'm not a kid." She said so as if this subject was something indifferent.

"You're... what? Ten? You're a kid." He laughed, giving her a smile.

"I'm almost eleven!" She looked at his smile and tried to hide her own while trying to pout.

"And I'm almost out of the house."

They both looked at each other and a moment of silence fell between them. A moment of understanding. Hikaru wasn't going to be there when his little sister got her heart broken by her first boyfriend, or get teased and blush madly whenever he'd tease them for just holding hands. He'd be off in college, then move temporarily to Portugal. He'd only be there for three weeks, not even a month, but it'll feel like forever, her older brother being gone, to Reiko.

"I'll really miss you."

"This isn't a time to bring this up now, little sis, you'll make me all emotional in front of everyone."

They both laughed, shortly being joined by Yaya and Ami, shoving Hikaru out of the way to talk to the cute little adorable Reiko. He just shrugged, giving one last wink to Reiko before going over to the group of boys. He talked to his grandparents, having a great relationship with them, then moved on to the "younger older" boys.

When Reiko and Hikaru looked back at their parents up on the hill, under a tree cuddling, they smiled. Seeing their mom and dad's peaceful faces as they peacefully slept together. Hikaru moved just when Reiko did, running up the hill quietly. They shoved themselves between their now startled parental units and cuddled.

"No cuddling and sleeping without us, Mama, Papa." The two children said in unison. Though one was ten, nearly eleven and the other eighteen, almost off to college, were different in age, they were in-tuned. Amu laughed, as did Ikuto. They cuddled close to their children, though soon interrupted by their family.

"Taking a nap without us?" Ami said, laying close behind her older sister.

"So mean, my own daughter is," Amu's father said, nearly tearing up as he sat down next to Ami, his wife sitting in his lap.

"I never knew my son to be so cuddly." Aruto noted, looking over us.

"Oh, only with his dear wife." Utau said, sharing a sly smile with Shuko.

Utau sat behind Ikuto, laying over him. It looked uncomfortable but she seemed quite comfortable. Aruto and his wife sat next to her, leaning against each other. It was almost as if we created a tree of their own. Kukai's head rested in Utau's lap as Yaya cuddled close to Ami and Kairi sat by her feet, watching closely. Rima and Nagihiko laid bellow where Hikaru and Reiko was, Rima's belly bigger than Amu had remembered.

It was only later when everyone found this picture of everyone sleeping under a huge tree in the newspaper. Reiko taped it to her wall, adding it to her mothers original photo design of all the different stars. Many other photos were added. Ones of her mother, father and of her brother. Even some of her mother and father cuddling on the living room floor, sleeping. Some of Hikaru playing his guitar and football, and some of him just sitting in his room typing away on his computer. Some was even of her and some friends. There were family friends, family, and then in the middle of the whole star swarm was the newspaper picture of them all.

"One happy family, together forever." Written clearly on the walls.

(End Chapter)

Wrote most of this before I wrote the previous two chapters. It was originally 11 pages, but there was this whole part that made NO sense so I took it out. Haha. And now we're back to... 11... Pages... Haha. Thanks to the wedding. I hoped you liked that little bit of three pages or so of explaining it all. Got done with the chapter and was like... "Where's the wedding? Shit, shit, shit!" Haha.

Though I regret going back and detailing the dresses for all the bridesmaids. I've never been to a wedding and looked as much knowledge I could up online about them, but most of what I found is about the bridesmaids looks, the bouquet, and the cake. My mother also didn't help me out very much. Thank you little information. .-.

On a side note, I know this took long (if I haven't said this already a lot because I just randomly add stuff to the bottom comments by me) and now it's a Friday and I decided it needs to be done! So it's done. I think I can add some stuff, but I don't want to. Anyways! Here it is! Review to me. I might make a playlist like Sing A Lunar Song (which I finally got out) and this one might come out sooner. So, review, I'll talk back~ and I really hope you liked it.

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Tsukiyomi Macey

Is this soon enough? Probably not. :) Good to know you loves it, makes me smile greatly.

CreativeJournalist

I'm happy that you've liked this story so much. I hope you read future stories as well. Thank you, and a wonderful job to you too. I wouldn't have been able to get this far without you and other reviewers. Also, my dedication to you is called, "She Is My Creative Journalist" I'm still thinking on the name. Right now I have an outline of the whole story, minus the ending, and so I think I can write many many chapters for you right now and give you an awesome story. I hope you read it and love it. Thank you so, so, so, so much!

TheQueenOfMe

It's all good. That always happens to me, like this whole chapter. Haha. The wedding scene took a long time. I'm so glad you're excited about the marriage. Hehe. When I was writing those chapters I was doing a lot of thinking so with the belief of with all the bad there is always the good that shines through (Tadase's torture Being with Ikuto).

I really advise you reading some of my other stories 'cause for me after a while I lost what I was doing, and then I think this chapter just made it all better. Hahaha. I might write an extra chapter and have a look into the slight hell Reiko put Ikuto and Amu through. Hahaha.

I also hope you read my dedication to you, "She Is The Queen of Me." Thank you so much!

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I really hope you liked it. It was edited and edited and so much more editing. The ending made me cry, even though I was the one writing it. Haha. I kind of hope it had the effect on everyone like it did on me, right? 'Cause it's so happy! Oh gosh, now I might cry again.