A/N:
Pins and needles… I'm so happy I've finally finished that it's making me nervous. ;P

Anyway, this chapter is longer than any other chapter before now, considering it's a mergence of chapter 28 and an epilogue – I have no intention of doing up a chapter 29 to separate the epilogue. Just think of this chapter as an extended treat and hopefully, a worthwhile ending. That said, the epilogue is clearly marked, so there's no cause for confusion. :)

Thanks to filipinochick, ImASanctimonious, Shadow-Assassin67, LilithiaRW, XBloodMageRikaX, Polaris Divinorum, my-threesome, and sailorangelmoon1for reviewing chapter 27. And to EVERYONE who's reviewed, EVER. Love you all!

Enjoy! ^_^

All flashbacks will be in Italic, and clearly marked.

'SHUKAKU'

Chapter 28 – What Love Is.

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"It's time."

The sand sweeping between Gaara and Honshu was just earth: a powdered version that either of them could take advantage of. The wind picked up, obscuring Sakura's view as she watched them – they became nothing more than indistinct shadows to her. She growled audibly at the thought of not knowing everything that was happening.

Sakura stood shakily as her lover attacked.

Honshu's element was earth, and he put it to good use immediately, blocking off the first wave of sand, and then shifting the contours of the ground; with a similar effect to Sakura's chakra fist into the earth, the terrain shook and tore apart. He only needed to distract the Tanuki, not defeat him, so he threw everything he had into the fight.

Gaara tried to rein in his emotions, knowing that Shukaku was watching and waiting, with every intention of looking for its way in. He was here to get Sakura, to kill Honshu and… no, he didn't want the man dead. He just wanted answers. But first, he needed to take control of this battlefield.

He spun his sand, testing the medic, to see how he'd react to the more violent whips of his sand. But their elements were too closely associated, so neither of them could do too much damage on the other. Gaara's attacks were more powerful, Honshu's more devious – in the end, it didn't sit well with the Kazekage. His ultimate defence was a last ditch trump card, so he remained on the offensive, sweeping his chakra infused sand around himself, like a billowing cloud, while gathering more from the surplus now swirling around them.

Honshu was already bored of this. He had no intention of draining himself, and a lot of his attacks required more chakra than Gaara's. His medic training gave him an edge with chakra control, but one more hand sign later, and he was getting more and more frustrated with this.

'Where the hell are they?'

His question was answered a moment later when he sensed the incoming chakra signatures, and Honshu smirked at the Kazekage. "As much as I'd love to tear your head from your shoulders, Lord Gaara, this fight is over."

"It's only just beginning," Gaara said. But he narrowed his eyes at Honshu's words nonetheless. The man was up to something.

"The great fifth Kazekage has yet to notice we're not alone," Honshu said mockingly. "I suppose the legends about your control over sand were overrated after all."

Jerking his head to the side, Gaara realised Honshu had just been distracting him – some kind of earth jutsu (or wind, he wasn't sure) had cut off the immediate area, so he was only just now realising what kind of trap this was.

His eyes darted away from Honshu, settling on the general area he knew Sakura to be (he couldn't see through the sand anymore). She was watching them, he knew it, but he had no guarantee that Honshu would leave her alone if he went with him.

Shukaku screamed at him and Gaara doubled over, hugging his head as the dark haired man in front of him laughed. It was digging its claws into him and he couldn't pull away.

'Sakura…'

He had a vague sense that there were now others surrounding him, and their chakras were forming a seal around his body. And then there was nothing: nothing but the black, the pain, and the deep cold that came over him when Shukaku asserted control.

'COME ON JIDŌ, YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT WHEN I DO THIS.'

'Love..?'

– Flashback –

That was it – she was finished. Sakura's work here was done, and in the morning, she'd be leaving Suna with the rest of the leaf ninja still in the sand village. A heavy weight of regret sank into her as she finished packing the last of the medical supplies. She would miss this place, having been here for months now. Despite the depravity of what had been done to the village, she'd enjoyed her time here and was sad it was finally coming to an end. But unless another Akatsuki member was to suddenly attack, she didn't need to be here anymore.

She shivered at that thought.

"Are you cold, Sakura-san?"

Gaara's voice was pleasant, but startled her nonetheless. He'd entered the open doorway to her office and lost in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed him. Well, it was no longer her office, and he didn't need permission to enter anyway, but she loved that he always waited for it. But with him standing in the doorway like that, she always felt uncomfortable – she didn't outrank him, but sometimes he acted like she did.

"Gaara-sama."

"Sakura-san‒"

"We're friends Kazekage-sama," she said lightly. "Please just call me Sakura."

The corner of his face twitched at this. She'd been trying to get him to call her Sakura for months – they'd spent time together, like friends did, with or without others like Temari and Ino coming along. But he'd yet to drop the honorifics; she was still adding "sama" or "denka" to the end of his title – though the latter was definitely just to tease him, (it was used for non-sovereign royalty, not the Kazekage).

He would drop the honorifics when she did.

But Gaara had more pressing matters; he needed something from this baffling but intriguing Kunoichi. He had become a sort of confidante of hers while she was here, so he felt like he could finally ask this of her.

"Sakura-san," he said gently, moving into the room when she waved her hand at him. "I'm curious about something."

"Yes?" She asked, when he didn't elaborate.

He kept his face impassive, despite the building nerves inside of him. "Love."

"Love?" Sakura asked, raising her eyebrows at the Kazekage.

He didn't know about love? She'd heard from Naruto how his uncle had betrayed him, his father tried to kill him, and he'd gone on from Yashamaru's betrayal to believe that no-one had ever loved him, but to not understand the actual concept?

"It's been explained to me," he said, feeling grouchy all of a sudden. "But, I wanted to know what you…"

He drifted off and she took pity on him, smiling slightly.

"Familial or sexual?"

He frowned. "I'm familiar with the concept of both."

"So you want to know about being in love then?" She asked.

Gaara fell silent, confused by her words. He thought back over the things Yashamaru had explained to him, along with some "concerns" Temari had voiced with him after he'd become Kazekage and decided Sakura just wasn't explaining herself properly.

"I know about family," he said, still not entirely sure what she meant. "And… sex."

She bit her bottom lip to keep from smiling – it wasn't really the time or place for making fun of him. "There's a difference."

"I doubt it," he said.

Sakura blushed. "W-well, Kazekage-sama, when you're in love with someone, it's not like sibling love. For instance, you wouldn't make out with Temari, would you?"

Gaara felt woozy at the thought of that. "Or Kankuro," he added, shaking his head, trying to rid himself of those disgusting thoughts.

Sakura giggled nervously. "No, not him either."

"Would you?" He asked, and she growled softly.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" She asked, annoyed.

His eyes drifted toward her clenched fists before settling on her face. "Is Kankuro someone you'd make out with?"

"Oh," she shook her head. "N-no," she stammered. "Kaze‒"

"If we are indeed friends," he interrupted. "Then I would prefer you call me Gaara."

"Okay."

He wasn't sure she actually meant that. "Why not?"

"Are you asking me out for him?"

"No."

She smirked. "Well, I prefer less sleaze and more actual charm anyway. But, love isn't something you can define – it's just a feeling. If there were any words that could remotely describe it, they are perhaps devotion and affection – some kind of connection… eh, I'm not explaining it properly."

He wanted to say 'like what you have for the Uchiha?', but didn't want to get on her bad side before she left for Konoha. Remembering that he wouldn't be seeing her again for a long time after tomorrow, Gaara decided he wanted to spend more time with her, while he could.

"Temari is organising a get together tonight," he lied, knowing his sister was probably up to it anyway – he would just have to make sure it was happening. "Are you going?"

Sakura nodded. "Of course: I've already been invited."

'Temari's on the ball,' he thought, grateful for the first time in his life that his sister had a thing for social assemblies.

Temari had grown close with the leaf ninja who came and went over the past few months – more so with Ino and Sakura, who were the only ones other than Naruto and Shikamaru who hadn't even returned to Konoha since their first arrival in the sand.

Sakura turned away from him and lifted the last of the supplies she was returning to the storage building, grunting slightly at the weight of it.

"Can I‒"

"I'm fine, Gaara," she emphasized his name and he shivered involuntarily (thankfully, she didn't seem to notice). "I'll see you at the party tonight."

He watched as she carted the heavy plastic container out of her now empty office, thinking about their discussion on love. He didn't think he'd ever be able to admit it out loud, considering she was still infatuated by that Uchiha, but he was feeling it now.

He tracked her chakra all the way to the storage building and back to her temporary apartment.

Before using Shunshin to go directly home, he whispered, "I think I love you… Sakura."

– End Flashback –

Sakura remembered the first moment she'd felt something for Gaara – though she hadn't fully realised it at the time. The way he'd questioned her on love had stirred up something inside of her. Looking back at it, she felt regret at not acting on it – that night, they'd talked at Temari's little "get together", really talked. She wished she'd have made some kind of move on him, that they'd had years behind them now, and that he had been her first instead of Naruto.

She sighed, trying to peer through the newest upsurge in activity.

Where had that wind come from? Honshu had made no hand signs, so she assumed it was Gaara. But still, that didn't feel right. She cast out her chakra discreetly, noting the incoming chakra of something like two dozen ninja – none of them familiar. Had Gaara sensed them?

A scream rent the air and then everything went deadly quiet. For a moment, Sakura feared that scream belonged to Shukaku (she just knew it wasn't Gaara). The sand around her began to dissipate, and the scene before her unravelled dangerously fast.

"Gaara no!" Sakura screamed.

He wasn't fully formed, but he'd begun to take on the shape he had when she'd failed to protect Sasuke against him years ago. His body was still bipedal, and she hugged herself, wondering how he could be so stupid. Why would he let it out? He didn't have complete control over the beast once it took over – he'd admitted to her that the more he transformed, the less he felt like himself. Surely he didn't need the Tanuki to take out…

Sakura jerked her head sideways, realising the signatures she'd sensed a moment had surrounded Gaara. The sealing jutsu they were forming reminded her of the ones used during the war to contain the other tailed beasts. She flexed her fingers, feeling the chakra surging through her, but it wasn't enough for her chakra fist. A few more minutes, and she'd be able to break through that seal from the outside – it had taken the shape of a dome, completely encompassing Gaara as he continued to transform.

The panic inside of her was rising fast and Sakura decided on a low level punch. She stumbled forward, ignoring the pain in her leg and moved to channel her chakra. In the chaos, she'd completely lost track of Honshu – he came up behind her. Again, like he had done in Suna, he started to drain her chakra.

"I don't think so Lady Haruno," he breathed heavily into her ear as Sakura immediately lashed out, half screaming in frustration.

"Let me go!" She shrieked.

Sakura felt his arm slacken – he wasn't at full strength like the last time. She took advantage of this and threw her body backwards, slamming him into the makeshift tent he'd made. Honshu let out a painful grunt, falling awkwardly and letting her go. She didn't bother to check if he was capable of coming after her, and ran toward the Kazekage.

'One blow,' she reminded herself, and slammed her fist into the ground directly in front of the sealing dome – it was semi-transparent, so she could see a blurred image of Gaara, still in the initial stages of his Tanuki form.

"Sakura!"

As the earth exploded around her, pain racked her body as she felt something slam into her – the culmination of her attack against the fuuin jutsu not only shattered the dome but sent everyone in the vicinity flying.

The voice belonged to Naruto; followed in by the other leaf ninja and a small brigade of Suna Shinobi, he disappeared in a flash of yellow, reappearing behind Sakura as she fell.

Naruto grunted, embracing his friend from behind and breaking her fall. He fell gracelessly, using his chakra to slow down their fall. Sakura was disorientated for a moment, and squinted as the sand around her again whirled around her. Gaara was losing control. Forgetting the blonde who had most likely just saved her life, Sakura jumped up and ran away from him. Ignoring the waves of chakra infused sand billowing out like storm clouds, she darted away from Naruto, who was yelling at her now – what he was saying she couldn't hear over the sand tempest now engulfing the last of the Amegakure rogues.

Honshu's voice called out as well, moments before the sand ripped through him as well – the only enemy now was Shukaku.

Ribbons of sand were flailing in the air, lashing out at everything and everyone that got close. Sakura could see Gaara at the dead centre of the storm, and by the look on his face, he was struggling; Shukaku hadn't taken him over completely.

She focused chakra to her feet, stopping the wind from pushing her backwards and used it to run faster. In the moments before she reached him, Gaara's body shuddered and one of the arms of sand fell away from him. Sakura threw herself at Gaara as his body started to take back its original form. Her arms could fit around his torso now, and she sobbed into his chest, begging for him to stop. A low growl shook his body and she looked up into the black and pale yellow eyes of Shukaku.

The smile on Gaara's face was twisted, and for a second Sakura was sure it was Shukaku looking back at her. But he collapsed on top of her the next instant, the sand completely gone now. Sakura held him tightly, lifting his face to kiss him. He was exhausted, and neither of them noticed or cared that they had an audience. Nobody did or said anything to interrupt them.

Naruto for one, was just glad they weren't taking their clothes off in front of everyone – he'd been traumatised enough today.

X X X

Epilogue

Their arrival in Konoha was something akin to sweet relief – the leaf ninja, along with Gaara, his siblings and a small entourage of Suna ANBU all filed in quickly. The past three days of travel had been especially exhausting, so Gaara left for the Hokage tower alone (except for his ANBU guard – he wasn't really supposed to dump them). Parting ways with Sakura, he left before his siblings could hound him and the leaf ANBU disappeared.

Yamato gave Sakura and Naruto a final wave before he shunshined away, eager to begin his promised and long overdue vacation.

"Come on Sakura-chan," Naruto said, noting the sour look on her face. "You're home."

"Home." She stared up at the Hokage Monument.

Shikamaru disappeared with Temari and Ino grudgingly let Kankuro half drag her away.

"You're leaving, aren't you?"

Sakura turned to face Naruto, stopping in her tracks. "You make it sound like a bad thing."

"It's not like I haven't realised this was coming," he said seriously, now averting his eyes. "I want you to be happy Sakura-chan."

"He makes me happy, Naruto."

He grinned at her. "I'll come visit you whenever I can."

"And what about your plans to become Hokage?"

"I'm still doing that," he said defensively. "I always said I would."

"I believe it," she said, giggling. "But you'll have to either kill Kakashi or convince him to retire."

"He'll retire," Naruto was confident, hugging his best friend. "I'm going to go tell Hinata everything that happened. See you later Sakura-chan!"

Sakura walked home slowly. She had spoken with Gaara about her moving in with him and couldn't help but smile, remembering the way his usually stoic face had lit up. Even after everything that had happened, he still seemed to think he didn't deserve her.

Unlocking her apartment, Sakura was assaulted by dust and darkness – her mother had promised to take care of it, but the place looked like no-one had lived here for centuries. She supposed it didn't matter though, since she was going to have to talk to the landlord about breaking the lease. It was all happening so fast, but the only thing that bothered her was that her plants had died, in the sun, on her windowsill – they were bone dry.

'Trust her…'

She made a mental note to buy her mother a book on house care and plant life, for her next birthday. She really wanted to just sleep for the rest of the day, but decided to clean up – the refrigerator was empty, so thankfully there was no bad smell.

It was evening by the time Sakura flopped backward onto her bed. She fell asleep quickly, and woke early, the rays of light that would normally pass straight through her window were impeded by dark red curtains, and she looked up at them solemnly. She loved those curtains – they'd come with the apartment.

Sakura showered, dressed, and headed over to the Hokage Building.

Gaara had said he'd spoken with Kakashi and the sealing experts in Konoha, so she guessed he was there. But it was only Kakashi who greeted her when she rudely entered through the window instead of using the door.

"You're not ANBU Sakura," Kakashi reminded her. "Don't do that."

"Where's Gaara?"

"With the fuuin experts – Inoichi can get you in there, but you have to say please."

"You're chipper," she said, stepping into his office.

Kakashi smiled underneath his mask. "Yes, with everything finally over – at least on the Ame rogues front – we can finally breathe."

"I forgot they've been pests for months now."

"Technically, they've been pests for two years."

Sakura frowned. "That group that attack my squad two years ago… were they with them?"

"Everyone seems to think so," he said. "But it's never going to be verified or disproven either way."

"Well anyway," the pinkette just shrugged her shoulders. She moved to leave again, but his voice stopped her.

"We had a long talk," Kakashi said softly. "Do you realise what the penalty is in Suna for rape?"

Sakura frowned at her Hokage. "What?"

He shook his head. "Imprisonment: just like any other crime, like it was normal."

"Kakashi-se‒"

"I'm not going to attack him like Naruto did, but I worry about you Sakura."

"But he's getting a new seal, and‒"

"I know – I authorised it after all."

"Are you saying you‒"

"It doesn't matter Sakura: it's over now."

"Stop interrupting me," she snapped, forgetting who she was talking to. "I don't want it on any record, or to affect anything between our villages."

"It won't."

"But you'll always think of him as a rapist."

Kakashi sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "I can't really help that Sakura, but what I can do is promise you I will never let it affect how I talk to him, or how Konoha deals with Suna. I just want you to be happy, even if it's with someone with a disreputable past. I know it's Shukaku's fault," he added quickly as she opened her mouth to retort. "Which is why everyone who knows has been ordered never to repeat what happened. I just want you to be sure that Suna is where you want to spend the rest of your life."

"I'll visit," she said, remembering Naruto's words. "This will always be my home Kakashi Sensei."

He smiled back at her. "Who'd have thought the annoying little girl who used to follow Sasuke around would grow up before I did."

Sakura laughed. "If you want me to take you seriously, then stop getting laid every time a pretty girl bats her eyelashes at you."

He raised his eyebrow at her. "Whatever do you mean by that Sakura?"

She shook her head and sighed at him. "You're a hot, sought after Shinobi and the sixth Hokage to boot. It's not exactly the safest job."

He still just looked politely puzzled, so she continued. "You don't want the Hatake line to end with you, do you?"

And on that enigmatic note, she spun on her heels and left his office. He knew what she was talking about, but since when had Sakura Haruno ever referred to him as… hot?

X X X

"So you're really moving to Suna?" Ino asked. She wasn't sure why she was surprised – somewhere deep down, she had to have known this was coming.

A whole week had passed since they'd returned and Sakura had spent most of that time overseeing the team responsible for adding additional seals onto the existing fuuin on Shukaku. Spending time with her parents hadn't been pretty, as they weren't happy she was moving out of Konoha, though the fact that she was now officially dating the Kazekage had lit some sort of fire in their eyes. She wasn't sure what to think about that.

Sakura nodded, smiling at Ino. She was packing her essentials and would be sending for the rest later. She loved Konoha, and always would, but if she was going to make things work with Gaara, then one of them was going to have to move. He was the Kazekage, and with a brand new, six pronged seal over the pre-existing one. He would be leaving Konoha soon, to return home, and she fully intended to go back with him. She already had Kakashi's permission, and the official stamp approval to do just that, much like Tsunade and Jiraiya had years ago, when the Sannin had left the village to pursue other endeavours.

'Tsunade,' Sakura thought, remembering her former shishou.

Shizune had the position of head doctor here in the leaf, and Sakura was due to take up that charge in Suna. She couldn't wait to show the sand how it was really done. She grinned at this and annoyed at her question being ignored, Ino repeated herself.

"Yeah," Sakura said, turning to look at her friend. "Don't pout at me, we'll keep in touch and visit each other whenever possible."

Ino nodded. "Can I have the lease to your apartment?"

Sakura chuckled. "What about yours?"

"The entire apartment block is being fumigated for the umpteenth time this month. Someone's kid keeps bringing in cheeses or whatnot that are already infected with bugs." Ino shivered. "So, can I?"

"Convince the owner first."

"Oh come on, can't you do that? I'm back living with my parents Sakura!" Ino wailed softly. "My parents!"

Sakura laughed. "So that's why you came with me to Suna, to get away from your parents. I had no idea."

Ino poked tongue at her. "Of course it was, but I also wanted to make sure you were okay. You're heading off to live with the guy that raped you. I know, I know," she added when the pinkette went to speak, "it was really Shukaku, and now the demon is basically comatose inside him and will stay that way so it can't affect him anymore. But you know what I mean."

Sakura nodded. "I know."

"So…" Ino said slowly, after a moment. "Can I?"

"You'll be out of your parents place when, in a day or two right?" The pinkette was teasing her, but her friend was too distraught to realise.

"I can't stay there any longer, they're driving me crazy, with talk about settling down. And the walls in that place are paper thin! I can't bring a guy back there."

Sakura ran a hand through her pink hair absentmindedly. "So what about settling down?"

Ino snorted. "Don't give me any of their crap. I'm still looking for the right guy."

"Choji likes you, so does Sai."

"I kinda want to marry a civilian."

"I didn't know you had marriage on your mind."

Ino slapped her arm playfully. "Shut it billboard brow."

"But seriously," Sakura said, then turned away, and grabbed her travelling bag. "What does it matter if the guy you fall in love with is ninja or civilian?"

"Easy for you to say pinky, you fell in love with the Kazekage of all people."

"Well, maybe in ten years, when we're both married with a couple of kids, we can switch partners."

Ino cackled and threw her arms around Sakura. "I'm gonna miss you forehead."

Sakura held her. "Yeah okay, I suppose I'll miss you too."

Ino giggled. "You'd better. And stop playing with me. Can I have the lease or not?"

"Sure Ino pig, have at it."

"Good, now get out of here."

"Ha ha."

"I just better be invited to your wedding."

Blushing, Sakura pulled away. "Shut up."

X X X

Gaara wasn't sure what to think of the black haired man. He was clearly insane, but in an aloof way. He knew about him before now of course, but had never officially met the man. Sai had replaced Sasuke and become an integral part of Team Kakashi, but as far as the Kazekage knew, he didn't spend much time with either Sakura or Naruto. He was confusing as hell – not many people could pull off that indifferent while still pretending to smile.

It was also unnerving.

All of Sakura's friends came to see her off, and she took a hold of Gaara's hand once the hugging and so forth was over. Kakashi smiled at her, his eye twinkling like he'd never been more happy for her and she too, couldn't think of a time when she'd smiled more. Her parents were sad about her leaving, though only her mother was crying of course.

Naruto held onto her the longest, whispering his promises to castrate Gaara if he ever hurt her.

"What's taking you so long, dick-less?" Sai asked Naruto, earning himself a curiously surprised expression from the usually stoic Kazekage.

The blonde knucklehead grinned maniacally when he finally pulled away, and chose to ignore Sai's prodding.

"Sakura." Hinata hugged her next, but didn't say anything else.

Gaara was getting tired of being stared at as the Konoha eleven appraised him – Lee in particular looked less curious and more severely depressed. Everyone was talking and he didn't care to listen, his attention drifting however, to Sai, as Kankuro mumbled something about "emo lovers".

Sai cocked his head at the Kazekage, trying to understand. Was this one of those moments where he was supposed to congratulate them or tell him he's not good enough for the hag? He couldn't figure it out. So he settled on a medium.

"So are you going to marry the hag?"

All conversations in the immediate vicinity ceased and Gaara decided he truly hated this man.

"Sai," Sakura growled. "Shut up."

She leant closer to Gaara as Naruto and Sai bickered. It made her nostalgic for Team Kakashi. She sighed deeply, glad the change was at least a positive one. Amidst his taunts on Naruto, Sai let the word "dobe" slip, like he did sometimes to rile up Naruto, and Sakura found herself thinking about Sasuke. No matter what he'd become and how things had turned out, she would always miss him too. He had been such a huge part of her life and the object of her affections for so long that it would be wrong not to think of him on occasion.

The minutes passed and finally, Kankuro snapped at them both and they fell silent.

Shikamaru and Temari were holding hands – she wasn't leaving just yet, and they were both setting things up for the upcoming chunin exams. Sakura wondered briefly if Temari was thinking of staying in Konoha and worried about that – she didn't really know many people in Suna personally enough. It was going to take some adjustment. She hugged Gaara and he kissed her forehead as the "goodbyes" finally ended.

"See you Sakura, Gaara!" Naruto cooed. "And just remember, Kazekage, hurt her and I'll kill you."

Gaara spared his fellow jinchuriki a small, wry smile and Naruto burst out laughing.

"Shall we, Kazekage?" Sakura asked cheekily, pulling on his arm gently to bring her attention back to her.

He nodded and she kissed him briefly before all six ninja took flight into the waiting forest, leaving Konoha behind them as they made their way home…

X X X

A/N: All done, loved and happy. I luuuurve a happy ending. Well, it's not really the end, but it's as far as I'm writing. ;)
This has been quite the ride for me, being the longest fic I've written and my favourite pairing EVER. ^_^ The anticipation of finally finishing this has been bubbling away for like, 8-10 chapters already, and I'm both happy and sad that's it's over. It's my favourite fic so far – yes, that poll in my head still includes the more popularly reviewed The Spoils of War: sshh! Don't tell anyone! Lol.
So, thank you very much to everyone who's reviewed, fav'd and alerted this story. It's hardly a trophy saying "you're the wind beneath my wings", but I'm too lazy to have them made, and postage is a bitch, so… this'll have to do. ;) As usual, please tell me what you think. Don't hold back, it's ur last chance. ^_^ Love, love, love, love, love you guys! *blows kisses*