DISCLAIMER: I don't claim Beyblade as mine. Meri Kuri belongs to BoA.
- Hi, everyone! As a fan of the original Beyblade franchise, it tears my heart that the fandom seems to be dwindling in favor of the newer Beyblade set. Of course it also means less fics for Kai x Hiromi (Hilary in the English dub) / KaiHil / KxH / whatever name you could come up with for this pairing.
- But t'is the season to be jolly, so what better way than to spend it with a lot of KxH goodness! Let me present you with this holiday treat: for KxH fans by a KxH fan. Non-KxH fans are welcome to read, of course, but be sure you know what you're getting into. If you hate this pairing, consider yourself having been warned already by this author's note alone.
- And by the way, I'm sticking to the original version of the show.
- The time this fic takes place can be either before or after G-Revolution, although I personally think it fits pre-G-Revolution better.
- This fic was inspired by the concluding English lines of Meri Kuri, a song by BoA (the same singer behind Every Heart of Inu-Yasha fame). Meri Kuri is the shortened form of Meri Kurisumasu, which means "Merry Christmas" in Japanese. If you haven't heard this musical track yet, I invite you to listen to it sometime as it's a wonderful song.
- I'm in the firm belief that if it weren't for the training in the abbey, Kai as a child could have been the cutest thing ever. :D
- So here's the fic: a two-shots Christmas composition. I hope people would read and review this. Let's prove to people that the fandom is not yet dead.
*bows*
PERFECT SNOWFLAKE
First Chapter
It had been a long time.
The lone figure could see the white cliff just yards away. Minutes later she reached her destination—an expanse of snowy ground, delineated by the edge of the cliff ahead of her. But there was nothing to be alarmed about; the wide stretch of white was more than enough for her to move about. Things were very different back then.
"The white, white snow's coming tonight…"
Hiromi gazed at the sunset sky. Maybe this time I'll get my chance.
The first shower of snow on Christmas eve contained the perfect snowflake—the first snowflake of such seasonal wonder to descend. The one she longed so much to catch. Every Christmas eve a radiant star would fall from the sky and then transform into a snowflake, coming down ahead of the other sky crystals, or so the saying goes. To catch the perfect snowflake is to catch one's Christmas wish, making it come true. It was the one thing that bridged her now teenage self to her childhood.
The one thing that tied her to that person, the one who had introduced the idea to her in the first place.
"And you know what? That song also reminds me a lot of that perfect snowflake thing!"
"But it's only the last line that even comes close to that saying. The rest of that song doesn't speak anything about it—"
"It talks about winter! That's good enough!"
In exchange for such a way to make her feel better, she had taught that person a song. Well, it was more like she had bossed that person into learning a song. Meri Kuri—that musical composition she had heard countless times over the radio, played everywhere she went, to the point of memorizing it by heart. A childhood staple.
Back then she had been too young to understand abstract concepts in the lyrics such as love. But somehow it had grown on her, had brought her comfort during those Christmas seasons where she could only sit and gaze at snow. Perhaps it was because, romance aside, the song sounded hopeful. And the fact that it spoke of winter and Christmas, even if only by title, enabled her to relate to it.
"The son of my best friend nearly died in an accident during a winter," Hiromi's mother always explained whenever Hiromi asked why she was forbidden to play in the snow. No matter how many times she would promise to her mother not to be as reckless in playing as that boy had been, the older woman had been too protective of her to even hear her out. It had made Hiromi so lonely and envious at the same time of the other children who always frolicked in the snow while she was the only one sitting out all the fun. It wasn't just because everyone who knew her had also learned about her prohibition. Who and why would anyone pay attention to her anyway? No kid in his right mind would be able to resist the call of the white nature.
Of course now she was in her teens. Now she could play in the snow all she wanted. But she couldn't feel the expected enthusiasm about it. Without that person, it was just not the same. I wonder what happened ever since…
Like an aging photo, years had begun fogging her memory. That person's face, it was quite a blur to her; the name, she couldn't recall. This kind of forgetfulness could be considered normal as a person grew up but for some reason Hiromi could retain memories of events. She remembered herself running away to be alone, in search of a place where she could play without fearing anyone would report her to her mother. Losing her way, she had ended up here in this general area ahead of the cliff. But instead of making her feel better, playing alone in the snow had made her even lonelier than ever, making her cry.
But then someone had approached her. That child had made her stop crying by making her believe in the perfect snowflake, had offered to play with her and had promised to keep her fun a secret. The promise had been easy to keep given that Hiromi and her mother had never seen that person before. So for a few more days they would meet in isolated places to play. Hiromi considered it a miracle that not even once had she been caught by her mother.
It was this kind of memory that she was anchoring that someone's wish with. After all, that person was the first who had genuinely wanted to befriend her, to overcome her loneliness. It was only five years ago when she had finally been granted her freedom to make the wintered ground her playground, thus finally having the chance to catch the perfect snowflake and make her Christmas wish come true. And save this year, it had been all that her past wishes were about: to see that person again.
She fingered the snowflake hanging below her neck delicately. It wasn't a genuine one, of course, or it wouldn't have survived the past course of the years she had waited. Rather, her pendant was a mere Christmas ornament, a thick glass fashioned in the most intricate pattern of the sky crystal she had ever come across. Not to mention the most breathtakingly beautiful, the fine silver glitters letting it twinkle in her hand. In fact, it it weren't for the symmetrical geometry, Hiromi would have believed she was holding a winter star.
He will come. She wasn't going to wish for that this time, to give room to another of her heart's desire. Rather, she would believe. And she could feel it this time. This time he will come.
Footsteps sounded behind her, and Hiromi instantly whirled, unable to believe how quick to come true her thoughts became. But then her heart sank a bit. "Oh, it's you, Kai."
"Expecting someone else, I see." Without missing a beat, Kai turned to walk away.
"No! I'm not sending you away," she called out hastily and he halted. "Of course you can hang out here. It's not like I own this place anyway." Her eyebrows knitted. "So, what brings you here anyway?"
She received no verbal reply. Hiromi had expected that. To an outsider of the team, it could have meant, None of your business; mind your own. But she knew better: It's not important for you to know, or I'm here to muse or think things over.
He took his place near the cliff, a few meters ahead of her, not just to fulfill his need for space but also as a respect for her personal distance in the meantime. That was one of the reasons Hiromi appreciated about him—he knew Hiromi wasn't one hundred percent the moral support provider and maintenance care of the team all the time. He was aware that inside and outside beyblading, she was just like everyone else: an individual, capable of having times of anger, surprise, fear, wistfulness, silence. Just like the way she needed silence right now. But more importantly, all these were wrapped up in the one thing Kai held the most: the value of privacy.
Sometimes, though, Hiromi thought that Kai was swearing by this philosophy a bit too much. True, she had seen glimpses of his personality from time to time. She couldn't deny that he had a, though rather well-hidden, caring side; she had experienced it firsthand by getting saved twice. And she was a witness to a gamut of emotions he had displayed in avenging Yuuya—guilt, fear, fury, satisfaction. Kai was also a picture of masked devastation when he had lost Suzaku to Zeo, propelling him to nearly desert beyblading because of it.
And that was the thing: despite the snapshots of his inner nature, Hiromi still had a lot to grasp about him, things that she knew she would learn if she could interact with him more but could never outright ask him about. Did he enjoy any particular music? If given a chance to learn another hobby, would he go for it? Kai expressed himself through beyblading only but there had got to be more about the person than the beyblader. Hiromi found it rather odd how Kai could see the person in someone such as how he had in her yet couldn't seem to do it to himself. That, or he deems himself a private person.
In addition, outside beyblading Kai seemed to be still all about training: training himself just to pass time, practicing even though the situation of the team such as outings didn't call for it. There was nothing wrong with constantly improving oneself, Hiromi knew. But it was like outside the sport, he didn't seem to have a life. Besides that, Kai seemed to be too serious at times. He never seemed to smile at all, just lifting the corner of his mouth that amounted to smirks of varying levels of satisfaction or arrogance.
Maybe it's because of his background? Hiromi had only gathered bits and pieces from Takao, Max, Rei and Kyoujyu whenever they'd be carried away by waves of nostalgia on the "good old days." But she could put two and two together, despite the lack of the puzzle pieces: Kai had a rough and pressuring childhood, molding him into the silent and serious beyblader, no, person that he was. A person with past loyalty issues, now fully behind him. Of course Hiromi wasn't going to cease being his friend just because of that.
Sometimes though, she found herself wondering how things would run between them if she were actually more than just his friend. Having gone through so many trials with the team, Hiromi had learned to appreciate each beyblader but her sense of caring was strongest when it came to Kai. Perhaps he had attracted her with himself being some sort of a paradox: Kai was strong but he had weak spots to overcome; he was capable on his own yet he needed someone he could count on. And despite Kai being a fierce competitor, as a person he was also vulnerable. Hiromi wanted to occupy the second half of that paradox, the territory of something beyond platonic but not in the sibling sense at the same time. There was one problem though.
What did Kai really think of her as?
Regardless of how Hiromi really felt for him, she had no idea as to what her real standing in Kai's life was. She could only assume that at the safest, she was a comrade. At best, a friend. At worst… well, she didn't want to find out.
Perhaps it was the silent infatuation brewing in her that was making her gain these thoughts. Kai's first love was beyblading; whatever came second place didn't seem to matter to him. With this kind of paradigm, it would be a miracle if Kai considered Hiromi beyond a teammate. Like a friend. What went above that platonic level would be next to impossible.
Hiromi inwardly sighed. She knew she should just stop over-analyzing him for her own peace of mind but she couldn't help it. But that was what made her perfect snowflake this year even more important to catch. Wishing that we can exist as more than just friends by my meaning much more to him—it's all I ever want. But there was only one choice. She had to face the fact that she really liked him regardless of what and how he was, but that she could only take what he could only offer.
But then… Her mind raced back to the way the teen with two-toned hair had provided her privacy. No person would have done that if his relationship with her was nothing more than impersonal.
That settled it then. Hiromi was Kai's friend—she didn't know up to what extent it was for him—but a friend was still a friend. She would have to stick to that in the meantime.
Deciding to push back all romantic sentiments about him, she glanced at him. Even with his back on her, she knew from the way his arms seemed to be crossed in front of him that he was on serious thinking mode again.
Well, it was time to put an end to that. Perhaps it was being as a teenager in the presence of the soft white all around her—the very thing that had restricted her years back—that had sparked that inner liberation for anything now. Or maybe it was because Christmas, the season of good cheer, was drawing near that it felt there was no problem in taking all the liberties of being a friend. Kai's friend, to be exact.
So she kept her distance for a good ten minutes, her equal response to the privacy he had provided her with. Finally she thought of joining him near the rock ledge when he turned around and walk away from the scene of snow and pine trees just before him. "So, this is rather refreshing: you coming to me in an isolated area instead of the usual other way around."
He stopped.
Her eye narrowed in mock suspicion. "You're not following me, are you?"
Kai's eyes flicked to her, then ahead of him, all the while never saying a word.
She nearly sighed. "It was just a joke, Kai. Seriously though, you need to loosen up. I don't know what heavy thoughts you have been weighing in your mind for the past minutes but maybe it's time for you to take a break from it. I mean, look around you! The moon looks so full tonight—" she gestured toward the now visible but faint moon that signaled the start of the evening—"the air is so cold and Christmas will be here in just a few hours!" She pulled his arm in an attempt to lead him to an area with heavy layer of snow but he remain rooted to his spot."Well?"
"Playing in the snow, eh? I'm not a kid to do that sort."
"Come on, Kai. Stop being so uptight; Christmas is not the time for that. Besides, it's just the two of us here. Let's take advantage of the snow while we're at it. It will be fun!"
"Count me out. I have better things to do." He turned around and began walking away.
"But—"
"No."
A handful of snow struck his back, halting him. Slowly Kai turned his head to the source. "What's your problem?"
"My problem?" Hiromi shook her head, planting her hands on her hips. "I sure don't have any. You're the one who needs to lighten up here." She threw another mass of snow at Kai, who moved out of the way to avoid getting hit. "Come on, play in the snow with me, Kai!"
"I don't do trivial stuff."
"And why's that?"
"Juvenile."
Auburn eyes rolled in response. "Really. Don't tell me you've never done this before even as a child." She sent her third snowball at her companion who avoided it once more. "Hey, don't just stand there. Throw some snow at me! There should be at least two people in this game!"
"I think you're doing an excellent job alone."
"And where's the fun in that?" But when he said nothing, her face broke into a grin. "Well, if you really think so." Gloved hands took hold of white, hurling it at Kai but he evaded it, earning a smirk from him. Finally, a sign of fun for him. See? You'd be a better person if you could loosen up a bit.
Gathering an ample amount of snow again, she flung it at her target but he simply ducked his head. Okay, so he was good at this evasion thing but Hiromi bet he wouldn't last long. With that in mind, she threw another snowball at him but he stepped aside just in time. This caused her to frown, which in turn made him smirk even more. Then as fast as she could, she moved forward to keep on firing snowballs at Kai, who did nothing but stepping back to keep his distance and dodging every single winter bullet aimed at him.
"Don't tell me that's the best you can do." Kai's smirk never left his face at the fact that not even a single clump of snow from Hiromi could even touch him.
"Shut up and stay in one place!" He was so annoying! Not only because she couldn't even hit him but also because of that ever-present smirk!
Finally he stopped when he was backed against a tree. She had him trapped. Perfect. It was Hiromi's turn to smirk at her prey, flinging her umpteenth ball of snow at Kai.
But her target just moved his head to his side, hands on pockets while even simply closing his eyes as the snow missed its aim. She attempted again, only to fail… again.
"Stop moving, will you! I can't hit you properly!"
"That's not my problem." The smirk played on Kai's face.
"Just do what I said!" Her hand hurled another ball at him.
The snow just zoomed past his painted cheek without him actually moving at all.
"Argh! That's it!" As quickly as her hands could, she gathered balls and balls of snow before her. When the white pile was huge enough, she took a couple of snowballs, determined to slam Kai with even at least one. Then she frowned, remembering the way the male beyblader had evaded her attacks. Well, slam him with even at least half a snowball. "All right, Kai, you're going down—Huh?"
Her target was no longer standing before her.
Where did he go? "Kai? Where are you?" she called out, scanning her surroundings but all she found was snow. Forgetting her pile of white balls, she turned, trudged through the white, then shouted his name again. But no one responded to her calls. She stopped, planting her hands on her hips in wonder. Where on earth is that guy? He couldn't have left me… could he?
The only answer she got was a hard snowball that struck her on the side of her head.
From behind the very same tree where he had stood before, Kai watched Hiromi collapse to the snowy ground, mentally shaking his head. For someone who was one of the brains behind his team, Hiromi had conveniently forgotten to check behind the tree just in front of her and gone in the other direction instead. For a while, his glance fell on her made-up pile of ammunition. She must be really desperate to hit me, he mused, a smirk pushing its way through his lips while he waited for her to stand up.
Only she didn't.
Kai's smirk lost a few notches. Why wasn't Hiromi getting up? He waited for a few more moments but there was no sign of life yet from where the brunette used to stand. Though the smirk still remained, the curve of his mouth slightly lowered, and he headed over to her spot. When he was close enough, he found her lying on her side, eyes closed, white coat in disarray to her seemingly limp arms and legs. With the way her body heavily engraved itself on the thick snow, she bore the image of a vulnerable maiden of nature who fell. Hard.
"Get up."
Hiromi remained motionless.
The smirk finally evaporating, uneasiness was beginning to settle on Kai's stomach. Then he knelt down, mentally frowning while shaking the girl's shoulder. "Hiromi, wake up."
Nothing.
The uneasiness inside him grew. Kai shook Hiromi even harder yet earned no response from her, a barely concealed frown on his cold face this time. Had he thrown that snowball at her too hard? He hadn't meant to; all he ever planned was to hit her only once so that she would get a whooping dose of her own medicine and make her stop for good. He wasn't counting on knocking her out in the process. "Wake up, Hiromi. Come on."
Still nothing.
This can't be good. This time Kai took her shoulder to turn her so that she faced him. Scooping up her back and shoulders with one strong arm, his free hand took her waist, her lower frame resting on his thighs. At the limpness of her body, at the frozen hurt expression on her face, he fought to keep out the worry from his tone. "Hiromi. Hey, Hiromi, do you hear me? Answer me."
Hiromi remained still. It was like Kai was holding a delicate doll in his arms.
He silently swore in his mind. What the hell had he done? He shook her again and again. When nothing else worked, his hand carefully brushed away her hair to check if her temple was bleeding. Having found no sign, he drew her closer to him, examining her face thoroughly for blood, swelling, bruise, anything. It was then that he realized how he had already trespassed the boundary of both his and Hiromi's personal space, so close that his breath was already warming her frozen face…
Suddenly she stirred, and he pulled away a little to take a look. Then he heard a faint sound that sounded like…
Giggling?
"Gotcha."
A sudden jerk from her arm, and the next thing the dual-haired teen knew, an ample amount of snow had already covered his face. And he heard that giggling again. Hiromi's giggling. And it escalated to hard laughter. Just at the same time she was rejoicing, "I finally did it!", he immediately dropped her like a mug of boiling water, ignoring her yelp as she gracelessly fell back on the snow.
"Hey, that really hurts, Kai!" she complained, finally sitting up.
"You tricked me," he stated indifferently. Inside, however, he was standing somewhere between just plain relieved and really annoyed.
"Well, you were being sly too," she shot back, clutching her temple. "And your snowball did hurt quite a lot, you know."
"So you had to go and pretend you got knocked out to get even with me."
"The way you said it, you made it sound bad. But you didn't sound like we had repulsion when you pulled me so close to your face…"
"I was checking your head for injuries," he responded curtly. "But with the way you seem now, it's obvious you have none." And abruptly, he got up, walking away from her.
"Hey, come on, don't be like this," she said, grinning while following him. "It's all in the name of good fun!"
Fun? Hardly. Kai ignored her, moving on like he was the only living, scratch that, the only walking living creature around.
"Hey, don't be mad anymore, Kai! You hardly lighten up, so I thought the snowball thing would help. And you threw one at me, didn't you? Hey, at least you made progress by one step!"
That was supposed to make him feel better? Kai nearly scowled without stopping in his tracks.
"I'm sorry, really, Kai. It won't happen again! Hey, pay some attention to me, will you!"
By now Kai had lost all the remaining enthusiasm to even respond to the auburn-eyed girl, leaving her and her pleas and apologies behind. It was only when he had gone several more meters away that he realized he was no longer hearing Hiromi talk or even trail behind him. In fact… He glanced over his shoulder.
In fact, Hiromi was no longer behind him.
Now what? Kai followed back his own trail but the brunette couldn't be found. Was this another of her pranks? Why wouldn't he be surprised. So he waited for a couple of minutes, good enough to strain Hiromi out of her hiding place, out of whatever she was attempting to do. When nothing happened, logic dictated him to really, thoroughly search for her. As much as he wasn't in the mood for a game of hide and seek, his protectiveness won him over to its side.
So still going back to where he came from, he called out her name a few times, maintaining his tone neutral. But each time nothing happened, layer after layer of uneasiness once more piled on his stomach, and soon it was melting into anxiety. Tension that was entirely different from the kind he experienced during beyblade training was straining his muscles.
Where the hell was that girl? Why couldn't Kai find her? If something had happened to her while he was just only a short distance in front of her, if he failed to ensure her safety in his perimeter…
"Geez, I can't stand this anymore!" A mass of snow flew off the ground, revealing Hiromi sitting up just five feet away from Kai's shoes. "It sure took you a long time; I was freezing to death here already!"
So after all the worry, after following his gut, it all ended in another unamusing joke. Kai's temper was unusually stretching thin already, about to snap. If it had been about any other person, ignoring such apparent immaturity would be a piece of cake for him. But somehow, there was something about Hiromi that was easily screwing his gut, his senses, everything. And today was one of those rare occasions where his gut was misinterpreting all information his senses were taking in. So it was no wonder that he hated this girl making him worry needlessly. His voice took on a slight edge to it. "Perhaps you should have."
Hiromi, on the other hand, was laughing, lightly punching him on his arm. Didn't she get it? "Come on, Kai. It's not a big deal."
But he shrugged off her playing fist, a dark cloud casting its shadow on his eyes. The last thing he wanted was burning emotions toward Hiromi to set their fire inside him but it was hard to gain control at the moment. "Perhaps you haven't heard yet about the boy who cried wolf," he stated coldly. "But go ahead." He didn't even look at her as he passed her by.
"One day, no one will save you."
Hiromi cringed hard at those words. Only moments ago she was having so much fun, even if it meant reverting to the manner of an immature child. She had even considered Kai a spoilsport, raining on her party by his lack of participation. She knew he had also been annoyed by her previous injured bird act. But now, it seemed… lame. So lame and foolish that she couldn't feel its bright spirit anymore. Not missing how Kai's tone rivaled the temperature of snow, she wondered if she had gone too far. She did know what the boy who cried wolf meant, and her companion seemed… pissed off.
She couldn't help but notice how bothered and worried he had been. It was a mistake to play on those two very aspects of him for fun, especially when they manifested themselves on such rare occasions like this. What was she thinking? What if she had been in real danger? And what if by that time, Kai would have just abandoned her?
"One day, no one will save you."
Ashamed, she kept her head low, unable to look at him. "I'm sorry," she softly tried.
No response.
That was to be expected. Hiromi turned around, finding it easier to try in her mind, in the absence of Kai's presence, weaving a mat of apology that would sound sincere enough to gain his forgiveness. And respect back? She hoped that wouldn't be the case; learning the conditions to earn Kai's attention had been tough enough. She must not mess this apology up. It took her a good amount of time to achieve her goal but when she did an about-face, Kai was already gone. Her stomach knotted itself. "Kai? Kai, where are you!"
Silence.
Her heart stopped. Oh no. He left me. For good. Then she shook her head. No, Kai wouldn't abandon me in a place like this. That's not like him at all…
But wasn't it also not like her to play immature jokes on distant people either?
Please tell me he just wants revenge by playing the same trick on me. But no matter how far she looked, all she saw was snow, pine trees and more snow. Her feet led her forward as she shouted his name, sounding more and more desperate. Going back alone during the daytime, she could handle without question. But to do it as night was beginning to settle when she might have been abandoned by someone who was just with her—she felt a shiver run through her. If I had been alone throughout this whole time, I could have mentally prepared myself to go back alone. But people don't just randomly disappear.
But where on earth was Kai then?
In perfect silence, Kai had a good view of Hiromi, well-hidden among the remaining white foliage of the dry branches of another tree. It wasn't like he was being a hypocrite, but he wanted to know how she would react if he weren't around to watch over her. It was something he normally wouldn't give a care about, but then, situations such as this did not occur very often.
He watched some more as the object of his gaze shouted his name in desperation. Hiromi could wonder and look for him all she wanted until she broke down, but for now it didn't matter to Kai. He could stay up here in the tree for all he cared.
"Come on, Kai! This isn't funny anymore!"
And what happened just before this was?
But then she halted, then looked down at herself, then all around her. Then she traced back her own trail, the gap between her and Kai's position increasing. Kai fought the urge to roll his eyes. Like lulling him to let down his guard and come down was going to work on him.
But the more he watched the brunette's continuous and repetitive actions, the less he became assured that this was just a ploy of hers to bait him. It was like she was searching or something like that. Perhaps she thought he also hid himself in the thick ground of snow the way she did. After several minutes, Hiromi had passed through almost the entire trail of shoe prints she had left behind… and was approaching the same cliff where Kai had been standing before. And she still didn't stop.
Kai mentally frowned at this, but then shook himself out of it. Don't tell me she'd be idiotic enough to go there. Of course Hiromi, being the responsible girl she was, wasn't. Satisfied with his logic, he tried to relax by leaning against the tree trunk.
"Oh no, it's getting away!"
A sudden jolt struck through his body, and immediate tension filled him. It was like… like something very wrong…
Hiromi stepped even nearer the cliff.
"I almost got it…" Then a child's piercing shriek…
Something very wrong… and dangerous…
Not wasting a second, he leapt down from the tree, footsteps digging a trail in the snow like the needle of a sewing machine on blank fabric. "Don't go there!"
Hiromi stopped at the edge of the pointed tip of the cliff, bending down to the ground…
The unstable foundation beneath her feet crumbled…
"Kai, help me!"
Hiromi's eyes widened in surprise and terror, her feet already giving in…
Kai leapt to grab her wrist but could only manage to touch her palm…
His small hand missed the child's outreached one…
Acute pain shot through his head at the most crucial mental scene, nearly drawing back his hand as an automatic response…
And he felt so powerless as the child's body sailed below his sight…
That he lost contact with even her fingers…
As though everything was played in a painful slow motion…
Adrenaline shot its boost through Kai, making him thrust his other hand to grab hers…
And the next thing he heard…
But her fingers slipped off from her glove that he was holding…
Was a thud…
Hiromi was falling, face first. Distance increasing. Time running. A vague history repeating…
I won't allow it.
Without thinking any further, he dove after her.
[To be continued...]
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