Author: Sorceress Fantasia
Warnings: Heero POV, fluff, some sap, AU (Our world and time)
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: 1+2, R+1, 5+H
Disclaimer: If it weren't for the gun aimed at my head, I'd say that I own GW. However, due to Heero's possessiveness, I do not own Duo, the GW gang or the anime. But even Heero can't deny that I own this fic! ^^
Note: Zechs and Relena are not related in this fic.
Thanks to Dark Tenchi for beta-ing!
Seventh Heaven Series Part 19
Handling Relationships
I spare my watch a glance as I dash along the corridor. Vaguely, I register someone yelling at me to stop running, but hey. Who cares? I know I don't. So I keep running. Finally, I reach my destination and I burst into the study room.
"Sorry I'm late!" I gasp as I plop onto a seat.
"Hey, it's okay. You're late by..." Solo smirks, and glances at his watch. His smirk is replaced by a look of disbelief when he does. "...only a minute. Heck! In fact, less than a full minute!"
"I'm still late," I reply, a little irked by my own unpunctuality. I hate being late.
"You're obsessed with punctuality, aren't you?" He laughs, shaking his head. "You know, if it weren't for the fact that I needed to come to the library for a little research, I wouldn't even be here in at least another fifteen minutes. Hmm... you wanna know what the great prophet Solo predicts will be happening in the near future?"
"What?" I ask, putting my backpack onto the table we're using.
"You'll go bonkers, doing this project with me. I'm never on time!"
"Doesn't really matter, as long as you're willing to foot the hospital bill."
He laughs again. Really, he reminds me a lot of Duo. Both of them have the same laugh. But of course, Duo's a lot sweeter. A lot more attractive. Sigh... I met him 2 days ago, and he called me last night, but still... I miss him. Well, at least I'll get to see him tomorrow.
"Hey!"
I blink. "Huh?"
"A penny for your thoughts. Or maybe even a gold bar. I'm really curious as to what Heero Yuy, one of the best behaved students here, thinks!"
I can almost feel the redness of my cheeks. "Err... why don't we start on our project? We've got to hand this in to Mrs. Smith in two weeks, don't we? We can't be late for this. She promised to give a zero to all late assignments." I know I'm blabbering, but I can't stop myself.
Solo grins at me knowingly. "Fine, we'll start on it now."
*****
Even though he doesn't look like it, Solo is very organized and serious when it comes to work. He's also rather innovative. And bold, I might add. He actually suggested setting up a shop and sell dildos and condoms. Or even some sex toys. That I could take, although I was a little incredulous. We are hormone driven guys after all. But I nearly choked when he said that I would have to demonstrate the products. Solo nearly fell off his chair at the look on my face. Apparently, I take everything too seriously. That was only a joke, he said.
I'm impressed by Solo. And it's not just his intelligence. It's his ability to joke and be serious at the same time. However, that gives me a headache too. I never know when he's kidding me and when he's serious. So when he's kidding with me, I would be so shocked at his words. When he's serious, I'd think he's kidding. And I'd give all the wrong reactions. And then he'd laugh. At me.
Geez.
"Hey Heero."
"Yes?" I reply, looking up from my writing pad.
"What's your family like?"
"My family? Why would you want to know about that?"
"Hey, can't I be curious about my project mate's family? 'Sides, we're friends, aren't we?"
I can't argue with that. "Well... Both of my parents are always abroad because of their jobs, so I don't see them a lot. And I have a younger sister," I answer with a shrug. Not a lot of people have asked me about my family, so it feels a little strange to answer it. But Solo looks at me, and his eyes looks as though they're prompting me to continue. "What?"
"Go on! Anything else? Like who takes care of you at home? I mean, your parents aren't always at home with you, are they?"
"No. They've been flying around since I was young, and they decided it wasn't good for my sister and me to grow up like that. So they don't bring us with them when they go abroad for their work. I'd take care of my sister and the apartment when they're gone. Then their job got so busy that they got stationed permanently at another country. My sister and I stayed here, though. Our parent's friends here... they kind of... look after us."
"You parent's friends?"
"Yeah. Quatre's parents, Zechs' parents..."
"Oh I see. So that's why you're close to them."
"Yeah, we practically grew up together."
Solo nods, apparently satisfied with my answer. With a shrug, I go back to work on our business proposal. Maybe he's just curious about me.
"You know, have you got any hobbies? You seem like the introvert type."
I look up again. "Hobbies? Yeah, of course I do. I like photography."
"That's all? Do you go clubbing, drinking and all that?" Solo asks, seemingly a little amused.
"Not very often. I don't like clubs. They're too noisy. And I don't drink. It's harmful to your body."
He stares at me in what I think is pure disbelief. Well, maybe mixed with a little amazement. But I'm unfazed by that. Everyone gives me that reaction every time I say that. The first time I say that. They start sniggering when I say it for the second time. But my friends... Quatre, Zechs, Trowa and the rest of them are already immune to it. They accept it, and have not tried dragging me to some dingy nightclub in ages.
"Wow. That's... erm, great! Yeah, that's great!" he exclaims, nodding his head with a laugh. A disbelieving laugh, I might add. Then suddenly, he stops laughing and looks at me in the eye. "So what do you do at home?"
"House chores?" I suggest.
"House chores?"
"Yeah. We don't hire a maid or anything. So I have to do it myself."
"Oh. So you do everything?"
"Almost. I clean, I sweep, I vacuum, I cook... my sister does the laundry though."
"You can cook?" He's wide-eyed now. The last time a new acquaintance found out about that, he got over his shock fairly quickly and started to rant on his girlfriend who had never stepped foot inside a kitchen. Still, he's surprised as hell that I, Heero Yuy, can cook. It seems that cooking is not his religion. "Wow! That's great! You know, I can never do it! My brother is always grumbling about my atrocious culinary skills."
"You have a brother?" I ask, not exactly interested to know, but I'm attempting to change the topic, you see? I don't like to be the one always answering.
"Yup! My baby brother's the cutest guy you'll ever see!" he chirps, lips turning up into a face splitting grin. "You'll fall in love with him if you just see him!"
Oh yeah? Duo's the only one to make me feel that way, and I think he'll be the only one in a very long while. "Maybe?" I shrug absently. After all, I'm not interested in anyone but Duo. I smile inwardly again as I reminisce the time when he insisted that I try eating the Mars bar.
He grins winningly. "That's for sure."
I'm about to reply to that when I hear the door to the study room open. I look towards the door, and wince inwardly. Dear god... why does this have to happen to me? Is this God's way of wanting me to joining the track team? So I can train to run faster? Or is this karma for something I did before? In a previous life? Or is this retribution for me making that little bird which had fallen out of its nest, do the can-can and effectively tiring it out so much it nearly died when I was just a kid who didn't know any better? Whatever it is, I don't like it.
"Hi, Heero!"
"Hi... Relena." I grimace at my forced tone. It sounds like I'm almost afraid of her. Which I most definitely am not! I just don't like her, and due to something called manners, I can't just brush her off like the twit she is. Heh... did I just say that?
She flashes her pearly whites at me, and tucks a lock of her light brown hair behind her ear. "I've been looking for you everywhere, Heero!"
"For what?"
"Have you forgotten again? I want to ask you out for dinner! You know? At that new restaurant I mentioned before? That candle light dinner? You remember?" she says, batting her eyes at me coyly.
I blush. As much as I don't like her, I can't deny the fact that she's beautiful. A lot of guys would kill to get into my position as the poor unsuspecting victim... err, object of her affections. At least, that was the case when I first came to this university. Now though, she might have scared off a good number of them with her stalker tendencies. I remember my first day here. There had been some kind of ceremony for us freshman, and after a long talk by some high-ranking guy (I can't remember exactly who it was), I accompanied Quatre and Trowa to one of the canteens for some snacks. While we were eating and conversing, Relena walked up to us and introduced herself with a confident smile. Then she asked me for my name. And by the time she left our table, I knew I had gotten myself a new admirer. As dull as I am, I've got my fair share of admirers, male and female alike. However, it soon came to my notice that Relena was the worst type anyone can get.
At first, it was still okay. I'd see her along corridors and the canteens, and we'd greet each other with a smile and a wave. After a week of that, I started to get suspicious. I am a business student. She is an economics student. The two buildings are not exactly next to each other. The time slots for our lessons are very different. But somehow, I could see her trice a day on the days I have lesson. On the days I don't have lesson, I could still see her at least once if I'm on university grounds.
"She's stalking you, Heero," Zechs said, when I told him of the situation. "And she's blind. Fancy her going for you, the cold rock man. I can't believe she actually missed me!"
Well, Zechs has always had this firm conviction that all girls should have a crush on him simply because he's 'the most handsome, most suave man ever to grace this planet'. His words, not mine.
"If you don't learn to contain your ego, Zechs, you'll push everyone off the planet with it," I returned. "Or maybe your ego will provide the solution to global starvation if you manage to convert it into food."
Anyway, Relena's infatuation with me soon transformed to something that nearly bordered on obsession. She'd follow me everywhere, in and outside of the university grounds. For quite a while, some guys told me that they were extremely envious of me. In their eyes, Relena was a beautiful angel. I agree with that, and I especially like her azure eyes. They always flash confidence, dignity and intelligence. However, I like them only on an aesthetic level. Her eyes oozes confidence too when she's stalking me.
"So Heero, are you free tonight? Why don't we go tonight? You can pick me up at 7."
And pushiness, I might add. The worst thing? It's hard to tell her 'no', because I know it's useless. That word does not exist in Relena Peacecraft's vocabulary. Maybe I should send her a dictionary with that word highlighted and the page book-marked for her birthday. Then again, she'll think I'm being nice to her and step up on her stalking. Yikes.
As I'm contemplating my answer, Solo clears his throat loudly.
"Oh, hi! Sorry, I didn't notice you were here too." Relena looks appropriately surprised. She should either visit her optician, or she should be nominated for an Oscar award. Relena Peacecraft: winner of the 'Best actress' award for her part in the movie "How do I Stalk Thee? Let me count thy ways".
"It's okay. I didn't want to play gooseberry, but," Solo points at his throat, smiling an apologetic smile, "my throat isn't feeling too well. Sorry. Anyway, the name's Solo."
Relena takes his hand and shakes it. "Relena."
"Of course! I should have known that you're the famous Relena!"
"Famous?" she parrots.
"Definitely! Everyone's been talking about you! The guys say that you're beautiful and the girls say that you're refined. I didn't believe them, until I saw you in person today!"
"Really?" Relena beams, her face reflecting my surprise. Why is Solo saying all this? As far as I can tell from his words, he doesn't like her a lot either. Maybe he's building up for the big letdown.
"Of course! Heero is so fortunate to have you! But well, Relena, we're doing a very important project right now. And the project will probably consume us for at least the next few weeks. So if you'd please, let us finish it first and free up Heero's time," he replies with a wink, and Relena blushes. Like I said, Solo is a handsome guy. Second to Duo, of course.
"I understand perfectly what you mean! Alright, I'll leave you two alone here now. But if you think I can help in anywhere, don't hesitate to ask me! I'll ask all my friends to come over and help if need be!"
"Thank you so much, Miss Relena!"
"Oh, don't bother! Just call me Relena, and I'll call you Solo. You'd prefer it that way too, wouldn't you? I mean, the 'miss' and 'mister' makes us sound so old!"
"Okay then, bye Relena!"
"Bye Solo! Bye Heero!" she chirps and leaves quietly.
I can't believe it. I've tried ways and means to get that girl to leave me alone to no avail. My attempts of persuading her are futile. Currently, the only way that is partially successful is running away, although sneaking away is much more effective. So how does Solo do it with only what? A few words? I am /so/ very impressed. Wonder if he'll take me in as a disciple.
"How... did you do it?"
"Flattering will get you anyway with a girl if you know how to say it right." Solo grins smugly.
"Why did you... flatter her?"
"It's a tactic, Heero. When you butter girls like Relena up, they tend to be easy to talk to. But god, don't you think of doing it! Because she'll think that you like her, and that you're just playing hard-to-get. When that happens, her stalking will know no bounds! It's different for me, because she doesn't know me! She doesn't have a crush on me!"
"Oh..."
"Heero, it's good to categorize girls sometimes. Like... Relena is the stalker type. That's the hardest type to deal with, but well... sweet-talking can do wonders. Only if you're not the object of their obsession though. And remember that Jennifer girl in class that day? She's the open-minded, bordering on no personal morals, and having a little stalker tendencies. That's a difficult one too."
"Oh..."
"Okay, Heero sonny! I know you're impressed. But let's finish this project up first, shall we? I can teach you more another time. I've got to free up my timeslots. My baby brother is always getting into trouble with his school work, and I need to go help him."
*****
Solo is nothing but thorough in his work. Which is probably why he never hands up his work on time, because he works slowly to fine tune every minute detail. So, after one afternoon of talk, we still haven't decided on what to sell.
He suggested selling errands, meaning that we'd perform tasks for our customers as long as it's not against our ethics. However, we failed to come up with a good explanation of it so that Relena wouldn't be able to twist the meaning and get me to go on a date with her. So we tossed that idea out of the window. Then I suggested selling foodstuff, but Solo was against it because his dog wouldn't even sniff at the cookies he bakes.
"Well, it's late already. I guess we'll have to continue with this tomorrow. We have no lessons tomorrow, right? So we can come a bit earlier and hopefully decide on what we wanna sell. Better not be something stupid. I heard that Wayne's team is gonna sell customized CDs by burning out their mp3s. They're gonna get arrested before they sell a thing!"
"Yeah, we'll do this tomorrow," I answer. "At twelve?" If it works out, I'll make it in time to meet Duo at Sally's tomorrow late afternoon.
"Twelve it'll be then! We'll meet right here!"
"Okay."
"So, you wanna have dinner? I'm going to buy some take-out home."
"No thanks. My sister's waiting for me to start dinner."
"Oh yeah, you said you cook at home. Aww, you're so nice to your sister. I'm impressed."
"Aren't you nice to your brother?"
"Of course I am! Heh, talking about him... you know, I've always set cooking as one of the criteria his boy or girlfriend has to meet before I'd allow them to date!"
I choke.
*****
I take a tiny sip of the soup, and nod at the taste. Just enough flavouring. I stir the soup a little more, and turn off the stove. I'll have to wait for the thing to cool down a little before I can take it to the dining table without burning my hands. So I turn on the fire for the stove beside it, and place the wok on it. Adding some sunflower oil into the heating wok, I stir at it absently.
Is cooking really that important to be a good boyfriend? I can't see Solo's logic in that. But... I wonder if Duo'll like it. I wonder if he'll like my cooking. Maybe Zechs' right. I should prepare something for him someday. And I'll have the problem of choosing among Chinese or Western or Japanese. Honestly, cooking Chinese food is my forte. It's easy and the food's great. Japanese... I have a little problem with that even though that's my heritage. My sushi can't seem to hold together very well. And Western... Hilde always complains that her steak is bleeding on her plate. Either that, or she claims she needs jaws of steel to chew the meat. The timing's a big problem.
Suddenly, I hear the door opening and closing. Hilde's home. She actually returned later than I did; she must have gone for some ice cream after school.
"Hilde?" I call out, after dumping the chopped vegetables into the wok.
She comes into the kitchen and reaches for her stash of chocolate bars in the fridge. "Don't worry. It's me, and not some robber who's barging into your apartment." She looks at the ingredients all laid out on the kitchen table. "Chinese again? Can't we have a change sometimes? I mean, you've been cooking Chinese for the past few days..."
"Sure. We'll have take-out tomorrow."
"No! No! No! I prefer Chinese! Honest!" she exclaims. "Anyway, call me out when dinner's ready. I'm gonna be in my room."
"Aren't you always? Never helping me out for dinner..."
"Get used to it, Heero."
"It's unfair, you know? You stay all clean and cool in your room waiting for dinner, while I have to slog like a pig in front of the stove preparing dinner."
"Heero, why don't you just install a fan?"
"Yeah, and the fire from the stove will be flickering away every time I turn it on."
"Air-con?"
"Yeah, and the food will freeze their asses off. I don't want to reheat them over and over."
"You're just lazy," she teases, and slips out of the kitchen before I have a chance to turn my glare on and toast her. I roll my eyes, and continue with the cooking. Then, less than a minute later, Hilde pokes her head in again.
"Wait. You mean the potatoes have assholes?" She laughs and flees into her room.
I stand there for a moment, my mind trying to picture what she just said. With a shudder, I decide that I don't really want to know. Sometimes, Hilde and I have the strangest conversations ever.
*****
She's peeking at me through her bangs again. That's... what? The fifth time in ten minutes? Something is definitely wrong with my sister. I'll wait though; she must be waiting for /me/ to initiate the conversation. I'll enjoy a few more minutes of her discomfort first. Call me evil, but I think it's her retribution for always talking my ears off.
I pick up a piece of pork with my chopsticks adeptly. Heh. One of the things I like doing with the guys is when we dine in a Chinese restaurant because I'm best at using the chopsticks. Quatre, Trowa and Catherine have all given up on using it and have resorted to using forks and spoons instead. Zechs, the arrogant one, refuses to concede defeat. The last time we dined together at a Chinese restaurant, he got so frustrated at using it that he started stabbing at his food with his chopsticks. I snigger softly. Hmm... I wonder if Duo's good at this. If he's not, I might have a good time teaching him how. Considering the fact that I will probably need to stand at close proximity with him and perhaps even grab hold of his hand, I think I /will/ enjoy doing it.
"Heero? Are you okay? You're sniggering like you have a plot to trick or take advantage of someone."
I blink. Wow. That's a close hit. "Nothing. I just remembered something about Zechs."
She nods, and goes back to alternately picking at her food and chewing it. I think I should probably ask her now, about what's wrong with her today.
"Hilde, did something go wrong in school today? You seem a bit off," I comment offhandedly, knowing full well that she'll take over the conversation now.
"Hah! You asked me first! I didn't say anything, okay?" Hilde claps, perking up already. "You're always complaining that I talk too much. Now remember! You asked about this! I'm just answering your question!"
"Fine. Let me guess. Wufei's involved in this?"
"Of course! He's the root of the problem! The kind that delves fifty feet into the ground and spreads out so wide!"
Ever since I taught Hilde about the types of vegetation in a desert for her geography home assignment, she's been trying to impress me. Maybe helping her with her assignments wasn't such a good idea after all.
"So what did he do this time that you didn't like?" Take note of my language. I said 'didn't like'. I'm actually pretty sure that Wufei didn't do anything wrong, just something Hilde didn't like. My sister can be pretty bossy sometimes.
"He's getting so close to Meiran again!"
Scratch that. Hilde is bossy most of the time.
"Hilde, that is..."
"No, let me finish! Okay, listen. Wufei promised to treat me to some soda this afternoon at Scoops. You know? That new ice cream place that just opened a while ago? Anyway, we went there and just enjoyed ourselves! We talked, we ate... Then, he spied Meiran coming in alone, so he invited her to come over to our table. Okay, that was acceptable. I mean, he was just being nice. And then, the two of them started to sit so close together a mosquito couldn't fly between them! They shared fries too! They..."
"Hilde, you know that it is impossible between them!"
"Why? How do you know?"
"Because they're cousins!"
"Maternal cousins! Someone told me that maternal cousins can get married (1)!"
I groan inwardly. Couldn't my sister at least have the sense to go verify things before kicking up a fuss? God only knows how much Wufei has to put up with her temper. "Yes Hilde, they can get married. But scientifically speaking, it tends to cause biological complications for their children. So I really don't think Wufei would do that. Really, you should read up sometimes..."
She pouts.
"And you can't go around accusing Wufei of being unfaithful to you every time you see a girl getting close to him. He's got the right to make friends, male or female."
"But Heero, he's so nice to girls! He treats other girls almost as well as he treats me!"
"You said so yourself. 'Almost'."
"But I... Wufei had so many female admirers before we started to date. What if...?"
"Hilde, think about it this way. He had so many female admirers, but he chose you! Of all the girls, he chose you! Doesn't it mean something? He likes you, better than he likes the rest. In his eyes, you're special. Something in you made you stand out and captured his attention. Isn't that way he dated you?"
She's looking thoughtful now. Finally. I can't believe that I'm sitting here in the dining room, having this talk with my sister. Where's my mother? Isn't she supposed to do this mother-daughter thing? It feels strange to say all that to Hilde. But honestly, I believe what I said. There has got to be this element of charm in you before someone will date you. Something that makes you stands out, special. But in my case, it was kinda different. After all, I didn't get a clear view of Duo's face, much less know how charming he is, until many days later when I saw him for the first time. Then again, love at first sight is an exception, I guess.
"And well... if you're dating him... if you care for someone, like someone, love someone, you should always trust that person. There's no love when the trust isn't there."
"Maybe..."
"Hilde, we spend so much time looking for that one person worthy of our affections. We should be perfecting the love we give them, instead of trying to pick faults with them and drive them away. Besides, you can't expect Wufei to avoid all other girls just because you don't like it, do you?"
"I'm not insisting that he avoids girls. I just want him to stop being so nice to them! I feel... threatened."
I smile, and put some vegetables into Hilde's bowl of rice. "C'mon, eat up. You shouldn't worry about this sort of things. Wufei won't be unfaithful to you if he really likes you. If he really goes out with another girl, then it's just too bad. He doesn't know what's good for him."
Hilde grins at me with a nod, and digs into her dinner with renewed vengeance. "You're right. If Wufei messes with another girl, I'll just kick his scrawny little butt so hard he'll kiss the moon! And then, I'll find myself a better boyfriend."
"That is, if you don't scare Wufei off with your temper first."
"Hey!" she snaps, aiming her chopsticks at me as if she's going to shoot me.
But honestly, I'm not afraid of that because I've got a hold over her. "Try that, and you'll be eating instant noodles and leftovers for the next few days."
Her chopsticks dutifully went back to helping her pick up her food, but she pouts at me. "Honestly, how's it going between you and that Duo guy?"
"Huh?" I blink. Had my sister just joined the interrogation team Zechs and Quatre set up? "Oh, we're doing fine."
"How fine? Kissy-kissy fine? Or just talking fine?"
"Hilde!" I glare, and she 'eeps'. For a while, we eat in silence. But my mind is doing a marathon, and I can just hear the gears grinding inside. When Duo and I really become a couple, I hope we won't end up like Hilde and Wufei. Sure, we'll probably have our little couple spats once in a while because it's impossible for two people to not argue. But I'd rather it be a small one.
But well... when we get together, I want to pamper him. I know that sounds silly, but it's a childhood dream. When I was younger, when I still read fairy tales (Hilde shoved the books in my face and made me read them to her before she went to bed), I noticed that all the endings were fairly irritating. All that 'happily ever after' crap pretty much left me dangling in the air, with not a clue about what happened after that. Being the fastidious guy that I am, I made it a point to think up of a more conclusive ending. The prince would pamper his wife with all the riches he had in the world, with all his love he had in his heart.
And when I grew older, I wanted to act out those endings.
Now that I know that that person I care for is someone like Duo, I want to pamper him the way I imagined the princes coddled their wives. What I feel for him is so intense I'll burst if I don't let it show.
"Thinking of him again, aren't you? Just look at that goofy grin you have on your face!" Hilde laughs.
I blush hotly. It's bad enough that my friends are teasing me like hell about this. Does my sister have to do it too?
*****
I slink back into room after dinner, and I thank god again for the dishwasher. I think it's a wonderful invention; at least, it saves me from doing the dishes.
Sliding into my chair, I thank god once more for the comfy, cushioned chair that can turn around 360 degrees. It gives me a nice view of my room and I don't have to turn my head so much.
But of course, I thank god the most for letting me meet Duo. I sigh as my eyes land on all the pictures of him pinned up on my walls and the ones on my table. Sigh... he looks nice in every one of them, smiling so beautifully at me. Joy. And I'll be seeing him tomorrow. Double joy.
His smile... is an invitation for my imagination to go wild. Hey... that sounds great. It's going into my confession list. I grab my pen and list, and quickly scribble it down. In the middle of that, the phone rings shrilly. I peer at my watch, and shrug. That's probably Wufei. He calls every night around this time. Hilde made him do it, I think. Sort of like clocking in for work and punching in the punch card.
Whatever that is, it just serves to remind me of the phone call Duo made last night. Hmm... somehow, I manage to link almost everything happening in my life to Duo. Wonder why that is. Anyway, he called me last night. He called. For the first time since getting my number, he called.
That is such a... it's like a milestone in our relationship! As I think about it, I'm so tempted to run to his place and smooch him hard on his lips. Then again, his brother's probably in at this time, and will possibly wring my neck for doing that.
Tomorrow will be a nice day. And it will probably become the best day of my life if I can figure out a way to 'accidentally' kiss him.
OWARI
(1) Actually, this is true, and in fact, it is still carried out in many parts of the world. Apparently, it's mostly to strengthen the bloodline and to keep their fortune within the family. However, it apparently increases the chances of getting some genetic disease because of the limited gene pool.
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