I am so happy many people like this idea of fanfics, all of your warm response touch me deeply ;_; But in the same time I also hope no one would be disappointed at this story. I am glad many people want to lend me a hand on this fic. I can't thank you enough XD

Anyway… somehow the part Kuon sneak into Fuwa inn, the garden exactly became longer than expected^^; And I hope everyone is IC excluding some character that have not appear much in manga such as Shou's mom or Saena.

Tsubaki (camellia) arigato (thank you) matte (wait)

warning: haven't edited yet~ ;_;

Enjoy the show! ;D

note: I change Shou's age to 7 years old as his birthday is 28 May and the time line I use is summer holiday, anyway... when summer holiday in America start and end? Kyouko is 6 as her birthday is 25 December. Before I didn't bother to point this out (sorry)

Fixed, thanks for SkyGem

Hizuri Kuon had already long passed the age of a curious little boy who didn't know where he shouldn't poke his nose; at least, that was what he thought. He was sure he could control his curiosity, which, in the past had caused him to know more than what child his age should. He didn't regret it, as the world he lived in, the world where his parents were royalty, was the world where all of that knowledge was needed. He never regretted that he had lost the childish innocence that should be possessed by all children his age.

But still he had to control his curiosity, as he didn't want to become like Icarus, who didn't know his limits and had flown too close to the sun; his wings melted, causing him to fall to the earth. It was one of the many myths his father loved to tell him, as the moral it contained was one of the most important aspects they had to acknowledge in their career.

Despite all of that, he couldn't stop himself from stepping over the boundary he himself had created when Kyouko bid him farewell after crying her heart out. Kuon was not supposed to follow her, he knew that. It was he who had drawn the line between him and Kyouko when he went along with her fantasy and confirmed her suspicion that he was a fairy prince who came to the human world to play. He had planned to tell her that he had to go back to fairy world once the summer holiday had ended; a very innocent excuse to bid farewell to the Japanese girl. That was how he had scripted it, no matter how painful it was to be separated from little girl that he had grown attached to.

But her tears convinced him to follow her; he had tried his best to cheer her up. Even going so far as doing mid-air flips that he had not mastered well, just to see her smile. He wondered how her teary eyes could enchant him to do such a dangerous stunt, Kuon only had one thing on his mind as he jumped high into the air; he wanted to see her smile. Once he got what he wanted, relief and joy washed his heart, Kyouko had bit farewell to him with a warm smile on her face, even though her eyes were still a bit watery from crying too much. He was glad that that smile had been painted upon her cute face once again.

Her petite form when she bid him farewell had been embedded into his mind as he strode through the forest. He carefully stayed in the shade of trees as he followed six years old girl that had went ahead of him. She was quite far but still in sight. After walking for around ten minutes the entrance of the forest came in sight, and he gaped a bit at the sight of the entrance as he came closer to it.

The path had led to a massive Japanese style garden; it had a koi pond in the middle with a wooded bridge hovering above, and three gazebos stationed around the pond. Kuon caught sight of some massive trees in the garden that he thought were Cherry Blossom trees, but though he couldn't be sure, as the tree didn't display its signature pink flowers in the summer. He watched as Kyouko skipped to one of the presumed Sakura trees, trying to catch her breath. He walked slowly, maybe one day he can act as a thief or spy if he managed to be silent enough, he mused. He managed to get closer to the tree that Kyouko had leaned on around ten feet away as there was another huge tree where he could hide in its shade.

Kyoko had a crumpled paper in her hand; she took a look at it again. There was big red writing on it that indicated her score was eighty-eight; her face fell at the sight. Kuon narrowed his eyes when saw dejected look on Kyouko's face as she tried to smoothen the paper. The American boy wondered what Kyouko's mother was thinking, he knew almost nothing about the Japanese education system, but he was sure as hell that Kyouko's score was nothing to scold about.

Kuon flinched when he saw Kyouko becoming panicked once a brunette boy around her age came to the garden. Hastily, she hid her paper test behind her back facing the tree. "Hi . . . Shou-chan! I thought you are going to play those new RPG games at Ishimoto-san's house?"

Kuon strained his ears to be able to hear their conversation, he was eavesdropping and he knew it wasn't a polite thing to do, but being polite was the last thing on his mind as his curiosity got the better of him.

"Meh . . . his game was lame so I just came home . . ." Shou replied lazily as he scratched his head, and then he noticed Kyouko's face, which had a tired expression, the result of crying her heart out. "What are you doing out here Kyouko?"

Kuon clenched his hand at how casual Shou called Kyouko; he cursed the Japanese honorific system as it made it clear for him that Kyouko treated him different from Shou. He can't understand why, but he disliked knowing that in Kyouko's eyes, her Shou-chan was higher and better than him. He wondered why he could be so childish over Kyouko's friendship; there were so many confusing emotions he felt since Kyouko told him about how Shou-chan was her prince and so on. As much as he liked how happy Kyouko was when talking about the brunette boy, he still disliked the topic. So he always tried to change topic whenever she was talking about her Shou-chan.

"Uhm . . ." Kyouko stuttered, "I am . . . doing hanami?" she answered sheepishly, making it sound like a question.

Shou stared at her with a dumbfounded face. "Are you an idiot? There aren't any Sakuras blooming in summer for you to watch."

Kuon had to stop himself from scowling at how rude Shou was; he wasn't supposed to treat a girl like that! Kyouko was still shaken because her result test, and here he called her an idiot. Shou was supposed to know her well, as she spent majority of her time with him. But how come he was so oblivious of her feelings? He didn't care if Shou was four years younger than him, that brunette boy shouldn't be so rude to a girl! Kuon thought furiously.

"I am sorry . . . I am just . . ." she trailed off nervously so as not to anger her crush with her stupid reply. "Spacing out . . ."

"Whatever . . ." he shrugged off as walked away from her.

"Matte! Shou-chan . . . wait for me!" Kyouko called as she stumbled in her steps to follow the boy.

Kuon proceeded to follow the two Japanese kids carefully so as not to alarm them or any passerby, silently cursing the fact that he hadn't noticed sooner that this garden belonged to the Fuwas. He recalled how Kyouko-chan had told him that the Fuwas were the ones who took care of her when Mogami Saena wasn't in Kyoto. The Fuwa family was kind enough to take care of her, in other words, kind enough to do Saena's duty.

Kuon never came to a Japanese inn, as his family stayed at their vacation house in Kyoto now. So it was quite a sight when a woman in a formal kimono bowed as Shou and Kyouko entered the inn from a sliding door that connected with the garden; she was obviously one of the employees. Kuon was a keen observer; he noticed the way she bowed was the same as Kyouko when the first time she met him, so graceful and deep. Only Kyouko returned the bow from the staff as Shou just shrugged her off and walked away.

Kuon panicked when he thought Kyouko would be out of his sight, but another woman entered the corridor, walking gracefully to the three of them. She wore a Kimono with an intricate design and Kyouko hastily bowed to her along with the staff. Kuon sighed in relief as he watched the woman that he presumed as the Okami waved her employee away then turned to talk with Kyouko.

"Mother . . . ?" Kyouko asked carefully.

Fuwa Tokiko nodded curtly, "Yes . . . Saena is waiting for you in the west wing now, Kyouko-chan."

"In Tsubaki room as usual?" Kyouko asked timidly.

"Hai…" The Fuwa matriarch nodded. "Do you want me to go with you, Kyouko-chan?" Tokiko asked as she bowed slightly to see the six-year-old's face.

Kyouko shook her head, "Iie . . . arigato obaa-san," She said as bowed deeply. "Excuse me then…" She said as began to walk away.

Tokiko sighed, "That child . . . what has she done to deserve a mother like Saena?" she mused in a low whisper, then turned her attention to her only child. "Shoutaro-kun…"

"Yes mother?" Shou replied lazily; he knew what would come next.

"Please treat Kyouko-chan nicely . . . from what I heard she only has you as friend in school. Why is that?" Tokiko asked with a raised eyebrow.

Shou huffed, "I don't know . . . all the girls in my class dislike her for some reason."

"How come?" she wondered as her hand rose to her chin and she looked deep in thought. "By the way, Shou . . . before I forget . . ." she trailed off as she smiled, then her eyes narrowed and one hand stretched forward, asking something from her son. "Can you show me your test paper? I heard from our neighbor that your teacher returned the results today . . ."

Shou gulped, "I . . . I . . ." He stuttered, "I'll be right back!" he said as he took a few steps back. "I left it in my room, Kaa-san. I will . . ."

"No need Shoutaro-kun . . . I will escort you to your room . . ." Tokiko had already foreseen her son's reaction; she could easily guess what panicked face her son would show. She always spoiled him, but she would not let his education go downhill.

Kuon quickly fled from where he hid as the two Fuwas made their way to Shou's room; fortunately he knew where Kyouko had gone off. The Japanese girl had told him that her room was a spare room in the west wing of the inn, and she had also told him that at first the inn was like a maze but it was easy to reach another wing from the outside. He only needed to go to the west side of the inn. Kyouko also told him that from her room's window she can see a large bush of camellia flowers, which in Japanese were called Tsubaki, the same name for the room. True to her word, Kuon found a large bush with camellia flowers, white and red bloomed in all its glory, and right above the bush was a circular window. But the beauty of the flowers was forgotten as he caught a familiar shadow from the other side of the sliding door.

Kuon glanced to his right and left, there was no staff anywhere he concluded. "Yosh . . ." he said quietly, then jumped from the bush he had been hiding in and walked carefully to the window to take a look.

'Father will not be happy if he knew what I was doing right now,' Kuon mused, as a memory played in his mind, a memory of how enthusiastic his father was in showing him how he walked when he acted as a spy in one of his movie.

It was such a blessing to be taller than average ten-year-olds, even by America's standards; his mother's genes a as model weren't wasted on him after all. There was no need for him stand on his toes as he stretched his neck a bit to see through the window. It was a perfect place, as he could hide behind the camellia bush if someone came. From the window, he recognized Kyouko as she sat in front of a woman around his mother's age, the little girl looked so nervous and scared.

"Kyouko . . . how do you do?" Saena asked tonelessly.

"I am fine mother, how about you? How is your work?" Kyouko replied with a timid smile.

"Fine. As for my work . . . it's none of your business," she replied coolly. "Rather than that . . . how is your school?"

Kuon stared at Saena. Just like what Kyouko had said, Saena was a typical elite office worker with formal attire wrapped around her slim body. Mogami Saena was the same as her daughter from the hair to the eyes, but Kuon noticed that unlike Kyouko's, which emitted natural warmth, Saena's were cold and sharp. And he could see how intimidated Kyouko was by her mother's eyes; her posture was rigid and it as if she would flinch or jump whenever Saena opened her mouth.

Kyouko flinched a bit at the word school which, in her mind, equaled with her test result, "It's . . . I am sorry. . ." she said sadly as she looked down.

"Show me your latest test result!" Saena snapped.

The golden-eyed girl took out her test paper from her bag shakily. She glanced at her mother briefly, but soon regretted doing so. Saena's eyebrows were furrowed and her nose wrinkled in disdain. She could tell it was just about time for her mother to burst. "Here . . . mother," stuttered Kyoko as she held out the test with a trembling hand, which was roughly taken by Saena. "I am . . . sorry . . ."

Saena took the paper without a word, then examined Kyouko's result with a scowl on her face. "What is this?" she asked darkly. "This is far from perfect Kyouko . . ."

"I . . ."

"You should answer only when I ask for it!" Saena snapped, which earned her a curt nod from Kyouko who was too frightened to talk. Saena sighed at the sight. "Haven't you learned you lesson? Shouldn't you study as hard as you could so you can score perfectly? Answer!" she demanded harshly.

Kuon's eyes widened as conversation between the mother and daughter went on; he knew that Saena was, from what Kyouko told him, anything but a kind mother. He felt his heart twist when Kyouko started to sob and her eyes became teary. Then a realization dawned upon him. If he was no longer here, what would happen to Kyouko-chan? Could she depend on someone else? At least to ease her pain by cheering her up like he did in the last few days?

No one . . .

Wasn't that why she ran to him a few days ago in the first place? Because she had no one to depend on, that she didn't want to trouble anyone, especially the Fuwas who had been so kind to her; that she didn't want to trouble her Shou-chan the most?

"I was trying my best mother . . . I am so sorry . . ." she pleaded as she fought the tears that threatened to burst.

Saena huffed, her eyes narrowed as she spoke venomously. "But it seems your best is not good enough! How disappointing . . ." Saena stood up and looked down at her daughter with cold eyes. Like thunder struck in raging storm, Kuon felt his sight go slightly hazy at Saena's words.

'Your best is not good enough, how disappointing . . . unable to meet expectations unlike your parents, you are a…' The director trailed off as he crossed his thumb across his neck.

"You are such a failure…"

Kuon froze in his tracks at the word 'failure.' Even though he had built a strong mentality to survive in the showbiz world, after one failure followed by another, he still despised that word to his core. One word that felt like thousands of sharp blades embedded in his heart. He snapped back to reality when heard Kyouko's sobs grow louder. He hastily returned his attention back to the room and the sight of Kyouko twisted his heart in a way he thought impossible.

"Please don't push me away mother . . . please!" Kyouko pleaded as she clutched on Saena's skirt desperately.

Saena slapped Kyouko's hand away, her daughter startled at the pain as her hand reddened. "Don't touch me Kyouko . . . just go away. Get out of my sight!" Saena hissed as she walked to the sliding door.

"But mother! Please . . . I will do better on the next test . . . I promise . . ." Kyouko begged as her hands reached out for her mother just to be pushed away roughly by Saena.

Kyouko fell onto the tatami floor loudly; she was startled at how violent her mother was at the moment. Her mother had raised her hand to Kyouko before, but usually she never went so far as to push her away. "Promise?" she asked mockingly. "I am tired of your promises Kyouko! That's all you can do. In the end you can't fulfill my expectations!" she hissed.

"But…"

"What have I told you about answering back to me?" Saena asked coldly, and Kyouko shut her mouth tightly in fear of angering her mother. "Enough . . . you will never able to satisfy me. You are such a useless child . . ." Kyouko backed away in fear as if she foresaw oncoming storm. She had never felt so scared and hopeless. "Do you have any idea what I have been through because of you?" she hissed venomously, and Kyouko sat numbly on the floor as if had been tied to it.

"If only you'd never been born!"

"Mo . . . ther . . ."

Kuon's eyes widened at the last line Saena used, he could tell she disliked her daughter, but this? Saena didn't just dislike her own daughter but she despised her existence. He wasn't loved by the world of showbiz; many despised his existence, as they thought he was nothing but that of someone who only could cling to his parents' fame. He only had his parents to support him to try again and again, but Kyouko? Her own mother was the one who hated her existence the most.

Saena opened the sliding door hastily, ignoring her daughter's plea, but before she took a step out of the room she titled her head to Kyouko. The girl stared at her mother's profile with teary eyes, trying desperately to think her mother was lying to her. That she thought it would be better if Kyouko never existed was a lie.

"I never wanted you to exist…" she muttered in a low voice, yet loud enough for Kyouko to hear. Then, without sparing a second glance, she closed the door and walked away.

Kuon sighed in relief at the retreating form of Saena; at least she would no longer be hurting Kyouko. Then, he turned his attention back to Kyouko. The girl was trembling and her eyes were empty. She stood up shakily, then walked to another sliding door that connected to the garden. Kuon froze in his tracks when saw Kyouko exiting the room with a pale face as if she were sick. He tried to call her, but before he could find his voice, Kyouko sprinted in the opposite direction.

"Kyo . . ." Kuon stopped himself from calling her loud enough for her to hear, as it would alarm the whole inn of his presence. He ran faster to catch up, but Kyouko was already quite far; he was sure Kyouko was running to look for him in the forest. He couldn't lose sight of her; there was no way he would let Kyouko-chan wander in the forest in that condition. She might end up hurting herself.

Kyouko had almost reached the entrance of the forest; she began to run faster as she can't hold her tears any longer. She never wanted anyone from the Fuwa Inn to see her tears because she would be just a burden.

'Corn . . . Corn . . . help me,' she thought as she ran as fast as she could.

Kuon stopped when he saw an employee coming to his direction; he quickly hid behind the nearest tree, then waited as the kimono clad employee passed by him. He looked to the direction Kyouko had run in; he could only hope Kyouko was running to their usual rendezvous point. But if she wasn't, he would look for her in every inch of the forest if needed. With that thought in mind, he began to run through the same route from before, completely missing the fact that Shou and his mother were walking through the corridor near the garden.

"Shoutaro-kun . . . mother is so disappointed in you . . ." Tokiko muttered as she wiped away her imaginary tears with her kimono sleeve.

Shou rolled his eyes; his mother was such a drama queen. "I'm sorry . . . but . . ." he trailed off and the words died in his throat as he spotted a blond boy running through his family's garden. "Hey!"

Kuon stopped and froze; someone had spotted him running in somebody else's garden without permission. He noted that he must be looked hilarious now, as his pose was exactly what Julie called the 'Emergency Exit Sign Pose.' As stupid as he felt, he looked to the source of voice, which was a very pissed little Fuwa Shoutaro running to his direction at top speed.

Before he could react, the seven-year-old had blocked his way to the forest with an accusing finger pointed to him. "Who are you? Don't tell me you're a trespasser?"

Kuon rolled his eyes; fighting the urge to say 'Well . . . duh!' He couldn't possibly say the truth right? "Uhm . . . I . . ." But when he thought of it again, he was indeed a trespasser.

"Ahh! You must be a thief!" Shou accused proudly.

Kuon sighed; he had no time to stay idle here. Kyouko must be looking for him in the forest by now. He had to admit it was wrong to trespass in someone's garden without permission, but he could apologize later to Shou's parents, not their seven-year-old son.

"Oi! Answer me, blond headed freak!"

Kuon was ticked off. He had to admit his hair was blond, and he was trespassing in someone's garden without permission, but that didn't mean that he would put up with a seven-year-old calling him names! "I don't have time to answer you so please move and I will disappear quickly from your sight," Kuon stated tonelessly.

"Not so fast!" Shou huffed. "As if I would let you pass!"

Kuon stared at the younger boy, wondering what had possessed him to be so annoying. He had Kyouko-chan to worry about and here was Shou 'who can't do anything for her' blocking his way.

"My . . . my . . ." Tokiko muttered as she looked at the blond trespasser and her son. Normally she would call male employees, but the trespasser was just a kid and a foreigner to boot. Besides . . . her son playing hero was too adorable to watch.

Kuon paced from left to right, trying to find an opening, but Shou stubbornly followed him. "Look . . . I'm really sorry for trespass in your home, but I really need to go now," Kuon growled, which made the Japanese boy flinch a bit.

"Like hell I would believe that!" Shou yelled as he pointed at Kuon, trying to sound brave.

Kuon was officially pissed; the longer he was delayed by this brat, the longer it would take to catch up with Kyouko. The image of Kyouko-chan crying alone in the forest flashed into his mind. No way in hell would he stay idle here any longer.

"Listen up chibi . . . I have no time to argue with you so get out of my way!" Kuon growled.

"Chi . . . bi?" Shou squeaked, but he froze as their eyes met. Kuon was no longer bothering to hide his annoyance from slipping onto his face, and the fact that the younger boy froze just annoyed him more.

Kuon took a deep breath, then ran straight to Shou. The brunette boy had no time to move, but much to his relief, Kuon had no intention of trampling over him. Kuon jumped as high as he could, then flipped in midair. Shou gaped at the sight of Kuon hovering above his head then landing around two feet behind him. Without a word Kuon dashed to the forest as fast as he could, leaving the two Fuwas gaping at his retreating form like a dead fish.

Kuon was rushing down the path in the middle of the forest. He hoped desperately that a shaken Kyouko could still be conscious enough to find her way to their usual rendezvous point. The riverbank was already near and his heart was beating loudly as he couldn't spot Kyouko right away. He looked right and left in panic, trying to look for the six-year-old Japanese girl. His ears perked up at the sound of a stifled sob. The blond walked slowly to a huge rock where he heard the sob coming from and sighed in relief as he found Kyouko sitting behind it.

His relief didn't last long, though, as he took a look at her face. Kyouko's golden eyes were glazed and already on the brink of tears; her lips trembled as she muttered incoherent words; her body was trembling as she hugged herself tightly.

"Kyouko-chan . . ." Kuon called as his hand reached out to her shoulder, but before he could reach it, Kyouko threw herself to him, almost knocking him off of his feet. Kuon can't help but blush a deep red as Kyouko hugged him tighter. "Uhm . . ." he stuttered. "Are you . . . alright Kyou . . . ko-chan?"

Kyouko buried her face in his chest. She was so relieved that Kuon was here for her. She was so worried when she couldn't find him around the river, afraid that he had left her. "Corn . . . hic . . . hic . . ."

"Shh . . . it's alright Kyouko-chan . . ." Kuon whispered softly as he returned her embrace. "You can cry now . . . it's okay . . ."

She felt as if a heavy weight in her heart had been lifted as Kuon comforted her with his kind words, then she cried and cried . . . as much as she could just to ease her pain as she couldn't hold it back anymore. Kuon just sat there with his arms wrapped around Kyouko protectively. He wanted to do more than just let her cry in his arms, but what could a ten-year-old like him do for her? He even couldn't help himself.

"Corn . . ." Kyouko whispered; her voice sounded shaky after crying so much.

Kuon looked down at her as she looked up to him. "Yes . . . what is it? Are you alright?" he asked gently.

Kyouko looked down; her right hand was clutching on Kuon's shirt as the other one fell on her side. "Corn . . . will you . . ." She bit her lower lip nervously. "Will you go back to the fairy world one day?" Kuon flinched at Kyouko's question, as that was the last question he wanted her to ask, especially now. "Will you leave me?" Kyouko asked again. Kuon stared at her as if asking what she wanted him to say. "My mother already left me . . . will you leave me too?" she asked sadly.

"I don't want to . . ." Kuon answered honestly.

Kyouko's golden eyes glazed as Kuon's word sank in. "Does that mean . . . you will leave?"

Kuon was speechless. How could she see through him like that? He couldn't lie to her, nor did he want to. "If I could help it . . . I would never leave you, Kyouko-chan . . ." he replied sadly. "But I have to . . . I can't stay here forever," he added.

"Then take me with you!" Kyouko exclaimed.

"Huh?" was all Kuon could blurt out of his mouth as he strained his ears, just to make sure he hadn't misheard Kyouko.

"Can I go with you to the fairy world?" Kyouko asked softly with teary eyes. "I promise will be a good girl! So please . . ." Kyouko asked again, and from the look in her eyes, she was ready to burst into tears again.

Kuon froze as he gazed at her eyes; he shouldn't have looked at those eyes, since there was no way he had the heart to refuse. But the fairy world Kuon told her about was actually America. How on earth would a ten-year-old boy like him be able to bring Kyouko back with him? His father . . . his parents, however, certainly could. But how would he explain and convince his parents to agree?

BTW I really like Fuwa Tokiko, I know we haven't got the official name and not much info about Shou's mother. But I really enjoy using her and Shou as comic relief. BTW... this is what happened after Tokiko went to Shou's room and saw his test XDDD

'Bad luck number'

"Shoutaro-kun . . ." Tokiko muttered sadly as she looked at her son's test paper which had a forty four and a 'study harder' written on it. "Why . . . mother knows you are not a stupid child."

"Yes . . . mother . . ." Shou replied as he looked down in shame. He wondered for the umpteenth time why his mother, who was a drama queen, could be married to a serious man like his father.

"And it's 44 to boot!" she exclaimed as she slammed the paper onto the tatami.

Shou sighed. "Shouldn't you at least a bit happy mother? My last score was 38 after all . . . at least I made progress," he pointed out.

"38 is better you know?"

Shou blinked, then stared at his mother who looked serious. "How come? Unless the law of numbers has changed recently . . . I am sure a 44 is better than 38 by six points!" he retorted angrily.

"It's shi shi!"

(a/n: shi could be translated as 4 or die)

"Huh? Mother . . . it's yonjyuu yon . . ." he corrected.

"Why do you think there is no room number four and forty four in our inn Shoutaro-kun? It's a bad number!" his mother told him in lofty tone. "It means die die!"

Shou stared at his mother; he wondered why his father had married such a strange woman. "So?"

"It's a bad omen!" she exclaimed in a panic. "Maybe our business will have a hard time this month . . . or maybe one of our relatives will die in the near future! Or . . . maybe Kyouko-chan will leave us with someone!"

Shou sighed as the hysteric Okami continued her rant. The brunette was sure that was impossible. How the hell could his test result be a bad premonition? Not to mention the fact that his mother mentioned that Kyouko might leave them. As far as he knew, Kyouko had nowhere to go and no one to go with. Her own mother was the last person she would want to go with, after all. His mother, Fuwa Tokiko was such a drama queen . . .

I know this little bonus is ironic in the end XD

Anyway... hope you enjoy my show! See you in the next show minaa-sama~ and don't forget to leave some roses (review) just throw it to my stage and I will collect it LOL XDDD