Ok, change of plans. After listening to an AMV entitled "Nothing Wrong With Aoshi Sinomori", I decided to write something in that field, making Aoshi an idiot so that . . . well, that would spoil it, wouldn't it? Naheka knows how it turns out, because it's for her, and she knows what that means. The pairing with Aoshi changes in the end, though, if you want to read it. We Did It Wrong. I'll work on the other things as soon as I get my regular comp back, cuz I'm in the middle of a move, and I have to use my old, crappy laptop for now. See you guys!

When I received a review today for the first time in a long time, I checked all my stories for the last time they had been updated. What I found was . . . I HAVEN'T BEEN UPLOADING FOR TWO YEARS, OR EVEN WRITING MUCH!!!! GOMEN NASAI!!!! Anyway, it's been hectic, moving to another state and all, and playing my beloved video games . . . Thank you, though, LadySakuraForest, for reviewing and reminding me I need to focus on talents other then hand-eye coordination. As you can see, i've been to her profile and found it interesting, as is quoted below. I have been working on them somewhat, but I graduate soon (c/o 007, baby!!!!) and need to make my announcement, like, two days ago. So, Ganbatte!! And ganbatte to my friend that has to speak only Japanese thursday in front of women that speak only that. She is learning, with my help and a tutor, but this is the test, and she's been freaking out for a month now.

Ganbatte to fellow Bonders, and congrats to all that have passed high school, and even college. To those of you who feel you just won't make it, remember, "zetai daijoubu da yo" (It'll definitely be all right).

BTW, the past two years, i've been taking chinese, too, so if you have any questions, I can try to answer them. Just email me, and i'll try to get back in a few days tops.

98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile.

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or pulled the handle on a door that said push, copy this into your profile.

If you ran up a down escalator copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever tripped over your own feet copy and past this into your profile.

If you hate those irritating mosquitoes giving you mosquito bites copy and past this into your profle.

If you hate those obnoxious preppy people PLEASE copy this in your profile.

If you like chocolate as much as I do copy this in your profile.

A true friend is someone who will try to answer the "eraser bits" question and have a long conversation about it. A friend is someone who wont say anything when you cry for no reason, but will start sobbing to, just help you cry. If you have a true friend, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you and your friends have a nickname, title, or anything else for each other, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you have ever been so obsessed with something that now everyone is scared of you because of its effects copy and past this into your profile.

There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this and put it in your profile.

92 percent of the teenage population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch said that it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Put this in your profile if you're part of the 8 percent that would be laughing your butt off.

If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever busted a move/ burst into song, copy and paste this into your profile.

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know what to call someone. Weird is the same as different which is the same as unique, so weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it copy and paste this into your profile.

I like cheese. I have seen purple cows. If two gooses are geese, then why aren't two moose meese, or when two foots are feet, why aren't two footballs feetball? Milk tastes good. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile!

If you think that those stupid kids should just give that God-forsaken Trix rabbit some Trix, copy this into your profile.

If you believe that the government should make levees, not war, copy this into your profile.

If you regularly obsess about how "One Song Glory" was Roger's real one song glory and "Your Eyes" just doesn't cut it, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever wished with all your heart that you could give Roger a really BIG hug so that he would stop angsting, copy this into your profile.

If YOUR body provides a comfortable home for the Aquired Immune RENThead Syndrome, copy this into your profile.

Child Abuse must STOP:

My name is Sarah, I am three. My eyes r swollen, I cannot see. I must b stupid, I must be bad; what else could have mad my daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren’t ugly, the maybe my mommy would still want to hug me. I can’t do a wrong, I can’t speak at all; or else I’m locked up in my room all day long. When I’m awake, I’m all alone. The house is dark and no one is home. When my mommy does come home, I try to be nice so maybe I’ll just get one whipping that night.

I just heard a car. My daddy is back from Charlie’s Bar. I hear him curse, my name is called. I press myself against the wall, I try to hide from his evil eyes I’m so afraid of what lies inside. I’m starting to cry, he finds me weeping. He calls me a name and says it’s all my fault, all my fault that he suffers at work. He slaps and hits me, and yells some more. I finally get free and run to the door. He’s already locked it and I’m starting to bawl. He takes me and throws me hard against the wall. I fall to the floor. With my bones nearly broken, my daddy continues with more bad words spoken. "I’m sorry!", I scream, but it’s much too late. His face has been twisted into an unimaginable shape. The hurt and the pain, again and again; oh please God, have mercy! Oh please make it end! And finally he stops and heads for the door, while I lay there motionless brawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah I am three, tonight my daddy murdered me!

inety-five percent of kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley bored, Gem W, Bara- Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, Carzy Billie Joe loving freak, shadow929, The Nerd, brown-eyed angelofmusic, piratesswriter/ fairy to be, The Gypsy- Pirate Queen, MCR Rocks, Andrew Laplante, MajorDxSFanatic,teh queen of randomness,Xannijn, ZutaraKid50, ForeverCharmed109, LadySakuraForest

If you hear voices in your head and know that they are real put this on your profile.

If you think that being unique is better than being cool then put this on your profile.

If you've ever lost a really good friend and wish you hadn't then copy this into your profile.