Title: Wishful Tears

Disclaimer: I do not own Persona 3 Fes.

Summary: He was about to leave Japan, leaving her. He couldn't, not without telling her just how deep his feelings ran for her.

A/N: Alright, this is the first of my three one shot collection that has nothing to do with one another. If anyone want to know just what i'm talking about, just find me on livejournal and you'll understand. To put it short, I decided to write some one shots for inspiration while I ponder still on the fanfics that were already started. This is the first of the oneshots. Don't worry, I will get back to P4: Through Grey Eyes, Did Not Expect That, Forbidden Duet, and Love like no Other. I will update them as soon as I can, but for now, just please put up with me until then.

A/N2: Bebe and my main character, Mitsuki, might be slightly out of character. I just ran off what I remember from P3. Lately I have been playing P4 more than P3, so I can't remember Bebe too much. As for Mitsuki, she's like a cross between a lot of people but I'm trying for my own gal. So please don't be too harsh on her. She's just a character that I created on the go. Hope she met your expectations.


She was very beautiful. Bebe could sit all day and just watch her. There was just something about Arisato Mitsuki that caught his eye ever since that first time he saw her in the hallway. Ever since that chanced glimpse of her dark blue hair, slender shoulders, and deep blue eyes, Andre Laurent Jean Geraux also known as Bebe, grew curious of the new transfer student. Oh course he was slightly attracted to her as well, who wasn't attracted to the mysterious transfer student? But it wasn't just her physical appearance that drew him to her. It was her kind heart and selfless nature that made him interested in her.

He never told her that he was attracted to her. She was his close friend, possibly best friend in the foreign nation. There was no way he would ruin the one relationship he had for something that might never be. He knew his time in Japan will eventually end. He knew that he would not be able to stay for another semester. His uncle, the head of his family, would never allow it. He was only allowed in Japan for this one year because of his aunt who begged and convinced her husband to allow him to stretch his wings before settling down to take over the family business. He was not about to shadow his time here with his friend with gloom. Instead, he ignored his own growing feelings to enjoy the little time he had left with her.

The time spent with Mitsuki was precious to him. She was his friend, the one who would listen to his ramble about anything and everything. When he was not having a good day, she would take him out to the Sweet Shop to cheer him up. When he had something to gossip with her about, she would listen with a sweet smile on her face as she allowed him to indulge in a not-so-manly manner. Even back in France, Bebe was never allowed to be as carefree with his words as he was now.

Mitsuki was so patient with him. He knew he was not an easy person to deal with on a regular basic. He was foreign, different from everyone else. It wasn't just his physical features that set him apart from everyone else. His usage of their language would be considered impolite or even idiotic. But Mitsuki took everything he dished out in stride. She only blinked at his weird way of speaking and then she would respond to his question with her full attention. Whatever he didn't know, he would ask her. Whenever he needed help, he would go to her first.

Soon, he realized a very important fact about their friendship. Mitsuki was very quickly becoming someone Bebe could not leave behind. He might become the one who would be left behind but he did not mind. As long as Mitsuki was not left behind, that was all Bebe cared about. She was too 'important', both to him and to everyone else. To leave her behind, it was to deny fate her child. To leave Mitsuki behind, it was to deny reality. Mitsuki would always be the person who leads the line. Bebe was the one who would be influenced by her kind heart, beauty, and talents, and he would fight to be next to her as she continued walking.

That was something he noticed when he walked with Mitsuki. She walked with an air around her, not an arrogant air, but a leader, an alpha stand. Bebe, with trained eyes, could tell Mitsuki was someone, if she ever went into the business, was someone to look out for, either as an ally or an unwanted enemy. She would be powerful if she was ever groomed for the job. Bebe was groomed since his birth, but he did not have the mindset or the ambition for the role of leader. He was not fit to be leader. He much preferred to be a tailor then the leader of his Uncle's people.

So during this short time in Japan, he would sew and make clothes for his own entertainment until he had to leave. Mitsuki helped him, helped give him reason to sew. Bebe did not like sewing when there was no reason for it. Sewing to prove to his uncle that this was what he wanted to do and not be his heir, that was a worthy goal to do. He worked and worked, Mitsuki always by his side. Oh course he was sad that his aunt died while he was overseas. Yet it was her encouragement that allowed him to come to Japan, so Bebe continued to sew to make the one product that would impress his uncle enough to allow him to remain in Japan.

He knew he would eventually have to leave Japan. Time was slowly ticking away as each day passed by. With the letter from his uncle, that time moved up from the end of the year to two months ahead of schedule. He had a week left. After this week, chances of seeing Mitsuki ever again would be slimmed down to near zero. His feelings had grown to the point where anything and everything reminded him of her. The winter uniform he own, she wore it once when her own long sleeve top got dirty. The main stair case beside the food stand, he managed to catch her when she nearly stumbled down the stairs. Her favorite colors, her favorite flavors, books, anything, he could connect it all to himself. It was getting too much for him. He had to tell her. He had a week. He must tell her within that week. Or else, he might never be able to face the sewing machine ever again.

Time did not wait for anyone, let alone the heir to one of France's leaders. Bebe tired. He tried to get her alone, but recently, Mitsuki was often busy with other clubs or friend. She would apologize to him with the saddest look on her face, one that was sorry for the pain she was causing him. Day by day, his due date was inching closer. He knew it wasn't her fault she didn't have time for him, she was a busy student after all. But it was the last day before he had to leave and he really would like it if they could spend the entire day together. On a date.

His prayers had been answered and granted when Mitsuki called him the night before. Again she apologized for the lack of time spent with him. In return, she offered to spend the entire next day, the last day before he leaves, with him, alone. She sounded embarrassed when she said it, but it only made her all the cuter. Bebe had a present made ready for her; one that he hoped would remind her of him often.

The next day started bright and early. The sun obviously wanted today to be the type of day where couples wanted to go on a date. The sky was a clear blue and the sun was bright and sunny. The temperature was cool enough to wear spring clothes but warm enough to not need a jacket. They had agreed to meet up at Iwatodai Station instead of Port Island Station. Both lived closer to the former station then the second. Bebe had dressed in the best, casual outfit he owned, which meant something straight from a fashion magazine from France. It was colorful yet tasteful, complicated yet simple. It was a contradiction yet Bebe pulled it off as only the French could.

They were supposed to meet up at around 11, so they could catch some lunch before doing whatever it was they would do. Bebe, excited and more nervous than ever before, arrived approximately an hour early at the Station. He was attracting plenty of attention with his attire, but he did not care. He was only aware of the time ticking by and the butterflies flailing around in his stomach. He waited by the station, leaning against the railings by the bikes. He knew he was early but he couldn't stand waiting in his dorm room any longer. He needed to get out before he suffocated from all the nervous energy that was hovering around him.

Due to this nervous melt down, Bebe was unaware of the attention he was attracting due to his foreign attire and looks. Many girls, most with boyfriends, would giggle and sneak looks at him while walking pass. Males would glare in his direction or at their girlfriends, annoyed that their attention was on a different male.

Yet Karma loved to mess around with lovers. Just as the girls' eyes stray to Bebe, the guys' attention were caught on the girl making her way over. Dressed in her school uniform, many guys had to loosen their neck ties. Dressed in her winter outfit, guys had to keep a hold of their hands, the urge to hold her was astounding. Dressed simply in an off the shoulders shirt and a mini skirt, many men shifted in place. She was attractive yet sometimes, depending on her outfit, her aura could change from professional to flirty, as it is now. Bebe was startled out of his little world when Mitsuki appeared at his side and started to apologize immediately.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry, Bebe-kun. I left as soon as I could. I hope I'm not too late." Bebe could only stare at the girl. He knew she was beautiful. He admitted it since the first time he saw her. But this was the first time, the very first time Andre Laurent Jean Geraux had ever seen Mitsuki as radiant. She never dressed up for any occasion before in the past. All her natural features were enhanced with the help of a little make up. "Bebe-kun? Is something wrong?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing's wrong Mitsuki-sa...Mitsuki-chan." Mitsuki eased off the impressive glare she gave Bebe and instead, smiled shyly at the boy. Bebe blushed at the sight. Mitsuki was acting adorable, shy compared to her usual confident self. "You look beautiful."

Mitsuki blushed and thanked him kindly. "I've never seen you in this outfit. You look great in it."

With a red face and red ears, Bebe decided to change the topic. "So, um, where to first, Mitsuki-chan?"

At once, Mitsuki brightened up. She grabbed his hand before tugging him towards the monorail. "The cinema at Port Island Station. They're showing a movie on samurais. I thought it would be a good movie to watch with you." Her eyes were bright and cheerful. But Bebe was not as cheerful once he heard the topic of the movie.

"But Mitsuki-chan, shouldn't we be watching something you want to watch? You don't have to watch that movie because of me." Even if he had wanted to watch that movie since he heard it was coming out. Even if he wanted to go with Mitsuki, he knew the topic of samurais were not the most interesting topics.

She let go of Bebe's hand and placed both hands on her thin waist. "Really Bebe, I want to watch this movie for a while now. If I don't watch it with you, then most likely I'll watch it with either Akihiko-sempai or Junpei-kun. I don't know about you, but after living with them for nearly a year, I rather not go to a movie I know they won't appreciate like I know you will." Her hands slowly wrapped around her waist and she averted her eyes. "Besides," her voice lowered down to a whisper, "I wanted to watch this movie with you." A barely seen blush crossed over her face before she looked up again, her eyes a determined blue. "Today is the last day you're staying in Japan, so I'm going to make it memorable. Today will be a fun day," she smirked, a twinkle in her eyes, "you can bet on it." With that, Mitsuki grabbed a hold of his hand again, leading him to their first destination.

This was a change in pace in their relationship. Bebe knew Mitsuki reacted different in different situations. If she was surrounded with strangers, she tended to be very shy or sometimes quietly confident, if anyone could pull that off it would be Mitsuki. However, if she was with a friend, a close friend, she changes. From being the shy, quiet girl to an outgoing, physical type of girl. Of course, she knew her limits and just how far she could go. Yet, between the two, Bebe was usually the one who would initiate the contact. Having Mitsuki causally hold his hand, a small flame of hope bloomed within his heart.

Exiting the cinema, Bebe was glowing from the action and from being happy in general. He was recapping everything he saw to Mitsuki, even though she was there with him through the entire movie. Suddenly, as if he had just noticed, Bebe quieted down immediately. Mitsuki stopped mid-step to stay in step with Bebe.

"What's wrong, Bebe-kun?"

Looking abashed, Bebe didn't look at Mitsuki. "I must be boring you with all this talk about samurais. Forgive me."

"Why are you talking about Bebe-kun? I had a great time." Feeling childish at the moment, Mitsuki spun around in a circle. "It wouldn't be the same if I went to watch this movie with anyone besides you. They wouldn't understand the history or the beauty of it. I learned a lot and I felt like I grew a bit from watching it." She smiled brightly at Bebe. "I'm glad I watched it with you."

That smile should be illegal. Bebe was so close to do something, anything to keep that smile all to himself, yet he held himself back. "Thanks. So where to next?" He never really had time to explore Port Island before. He only went to the cinema on occasion and the school. Otherwise, he usually hanged around Iwatodai Station and the small shopping center there.

Boldly holding his hand, Mitsuki started to lead him away from the Station. "There's a place I've been meaning to try but never had the chance. It's supposed to be the classic Japanese restaurant. I heard their teriyaki was to die for." She continued to describe to him the different delicacies there were famous within Japan and the specific dishes native to Iwatodai.

Apparently the restaurant was located near the Paulownia Mall. Bebe must admit the food was on par with the dessert from the Sweet Shop. Mitsuki must have studied and researched just what they were going to do that day. Things were going smoothly and Bebe was having a great time. They decided to waste some time walking around the Mall for a bit, window shopping.

Bebe had a lot of fun within Be Blue V with Mitsuki as his model. He kept asking her to try on clips and what little clothing they had there. Mitsuki allowed Bebe to use her as a dress up doll, if only for the day. In the end, Mitsuki wasn't able to buy anything and Bebe was a cheerful guy as they went to visit Power Records. Mitsuki grew interested in the type of music Bebe was interested in. They had never talked about music preferences and once Mitsuki got started on music and artistes, she had a lot to say. Exiting Power Records, Bebe was a few records heavier while Mitsuki was a few yen shorter.

"Can we make one more stop before going back to Iwatodai Station? I need to pick something up." Mitsuki appeared calm but after a day of fun, the sudden change in emotion was surprising. Bebe followed the younger girl to Shinshoudo Antiques, a store that gave off a weird feeling. Bebe looked around while Mitsuki talked with the store owner when something caught his eye, something that should not be in an Antique store, a Teddy Bear. Bebe stared at it for a long period of time before he decided to pick it up. The bear was soft and the materials felt durable. The price was a little more then he would pay for a teddy bear but this Bear felt different, just like the store itself.

He gazed deep into the Bear's eyes and he knew he shouldn't buy the Bear. But another part of him want to, the part that wants to gift Mitsuki with anything presents, both meaningful and meaningless. The Bear had blue eyes. He glanced at the shelf that held the Bear when another Bear caught his eye. A dark blue Bear with even darker blue eyes. The impulse was too strong. Bebe grabbed both Bears and made his way to the front.

Throughout the outing, Mitsuki was carrying an average size sports bag that looked to be filled with rocks. The bag was on the counter and the owner was looking through it. He gave her a nod with a side glance at Bebe. "Everything appeared to be in order."

"How long before it will be completed?" Mitsuki was holding onto two long containers while she was checking her phone's calendar.

The owner had a thoughtful look on his face before he answered. "I should have it completed within five days."

Mitsuki shook her head. "That's too long. I need them finished within three days." She checked her phone again, this time for another program before she proposed to the owner, "I'll double the payment if you can get it done by three days. I know you can do it." Whatever it was that Mitsuki needed, it must have been important enough to double a payment. She glanced behind her at Bebe before looking back towards the owner.

The owner must have seen something before he bowed his head. "I'll have them done within three days. Will there be anything else you will need, Customer-san?"

Mitsuki bowed back. "No, that will be all. Thank you for your service." She turned around and smiled at Bebe. "Found anything you like?"

Bebe, startled but not shocked, nodded his head but hid the Bears. He made his way around Mitsuki and placed the Bears on the counter, using his body to shield them from her sight. The owner glanced between the two and rang the price up. Once paid, the two students left the Mall and were walking back to the Station.

"Mitsuki-chan, if you don't mind me asking, what was that about?" Bebe was polite. That was the way he was trained to be, especially with girls..

"Hm? At Shinshoudo's? I needed something to be made and I need it to be made by three days. I hadn't had a chance recently to come and place my order, so today was the only day available." She answered while she held up the two objects she was carrying. "These are just rapiers from Mitsuru-sempai's. Shinshoudo was able to fix them for a price and it was convenient for it to be so close. And one of them is mine, so I thought to just pick them both up together." She placed them back into the carrier that came with it. "So what did you buy, Bebe-kun?"

Bebe blushed and twiddled with the bag for a bit. "Just a little something." He didn't say anymore or else he might ruin the surprise.

"Alright. Our next stop is Iwatodai Station. I have to pick up something from Book On. Then we can get something to eat from the Sweet Shop. And finally, our last stop will be a surprise." The sky was still bright, only starting to dim down. The glow of the sunlight reflected off of Mitsuki and Bebe swore she glowed. Bebe wanted to take a picture of her in that moment, glowing from the light of the sun and her own light. In the future, whenever he thought of her, this image would always pop into the forefront of his mind.

The trip back to Iwatodai Station was a relaxing one, even the thought of his departure the next day did not cast a gloom over the relax atmosphere that surrounded the two. Mitsuki was resting her head on Bebe's shoulder, gently tracing his hands. Bebe was enjoying the mood and the light butterfly feeling within his stomach. He enjoyed how Mitsuki was acting towards him. Shy and embarrassed as he was, he was still a male and he took pleasure in her actions.

Once at Iwatodai Station, Mitsuki did not wait around to enjoy the view. Instead, she marched forward with determination towards the book store. Bebe followed quickly behind as they entered the small store. Once inside, Mitsuki was once again speaking with the owner. With a quick exchange of yen, Bebe was taken out of the book store and into the Sweet Shop. With a quick order and a fast pick up, Bebe was left dazed and confused as he followed the shorter girl away from the Station and further into town.

"Mitsuki-chan, I insist I help you carry something." Bebe was a gentleman. A gentleman does not allow the lady to carry everything, especially if he had both hands free and the lady had both hands occupied.

Mitsuki was having trouble holding onto the packages she got from Shinshoudo, the book store, and the Sweet Shop and seeing where she was going at the same time. She should probably allow Bebe to help her carry something, but she needed to keep it hidden to surprise him later. She couldn't allow him to carry the two rapiers that might provoke him to ask more about them. Maybe he could carry the dessert?

"You could help me carry the dessert." She handed him the dessert, which was the heaviest among her packages. Once the load was off her hands, she felt lighter. She needed to train more if the dessert was considered heavy.

"Thank you Mitsuki-chan." The dessert bag was heavy enough for Bebe to hold it with two hands. At least this made Mitsuki feel a little better. She only needed to hold the bag with one hand. "So where are we going now?"

"Himitsu." Mitsuki pronounced each syllable as she skipped forwards on her way to their final destination. The place where they can enjoy the little time they have left until their friendship will stretch across oceans and countries. Mitsuki will miss her bubbly friend, he was a great person to be around and he was different, in a good way. Anyone who was different was always considered interesting to Mitsuki. However, Bebe was the only interesting one who she felt closer to than any of her other guy friends.

The journey towards their destination was fun. Bebe would look around and question the sights while Mitsuki would answer and even tell him stories about little events that had happened in the past. Each step took them closer to the end of their long walk. The end was apparently the long stairway to the Naganaki Shrine.

"You said you always wanted to visit the Shrine here in Iwatodai, but wasn't able to due to other things, well, better late then never, right?" Mitsuki hoped she made the right decision to leave the Shrine as the last place to visit for the day. She could have chosen many other places for them to visit to end their day, but the memory of Bebe telling her of his interest of shrines stayed in her mind since the moment he said it at the beginning of their friendship.

Bebe didn't know what to say. He had completely forgotten about the shrine in Iwatodai. He was surprised that Mitsuki remembered the little fact he mentioned the first time she asked him about his interests. A dazzling smile appeared on his face and Mitsuki smiled in return with a streak of red across her face. They walked to the top of the steps and just breathed in the air of tradition mixed with nature. The salty scent of metal was mixed into the scent as well but it was a subtle scent instead of being overbearing.

They walked to the front of the shrine and made an offering as well as a prayer. Mitsuki had many things she wanted to pray for, but her current and main prayer was for Bebe to always remember her and for their bond to never break. Bebe didn't know what to pray for. He could pray for the relationship between the two to deepen or change into one of romantic feelings instead but he was grateful for what he had with her. He could pray to return back to Japan after going to France to confront his uncle, but he would treasure the time he had with her more then the hope of returning. There were so many things he could pray for, but the only thing he could wish for was for Mitsuki to be happy and to be safe. A slight pang went through his mind for a second, a mere second that barely went noticed. He ignored the twinge and continued with the prayer.

Once finished, they went over to the Jungle Gym and took a seat on the benches. The sun was setting and the sight was beautiful. The slowly setting sun with the sky glowing golden orange, fading into the deepest red, and merging into the deep purple. Bebe had never truly watched the sunset in Japan. He would often notice the sun setting however, he would always be too busy studying or sewing to fully appreciate the beauty of the setting sun. He looked over at Mitsuki and he was stunned at how she looked in the setting sun. The fiery glow of the sun created an aura surrounding the mysterious girl. She was staring directly at the sun, a gentle smile on her face. With the soft smile on her face and the fiery glow of the sun, Mitsuki gave off the aura of a content leader. No, that wasn't right. She was the content fighter. She wasn't just the leader who only gave out orders. She was the fighter who led her people into war while smiling softly when she knew they were safe from harm. She was such a contradiction; nonetheless, Bebe wouldn't have her any other way.

"Mitsuki-chan, what is the Japanese word for 'beautiful'?" He had to know, he must know. He knew plenty of words to describe her in French and even English but he needed to know how to describe what he just saw in her language, in the language she grew up with.

Mitsuki thought for a moment to be certain of her answer. "Hm, I think that would be 'kirei'."

"Kirei, huh? Mitsuki-chan looked kirei in the sunset." Once the sentence was off his lips, Bebe wished he didn't say it. It was stepping over the line of mere friendship, but it was worth seeing the blush that bloom on Mitsuki's face. The shy "Thank you," made Bebe's moment as it showed how much the little comment made her moment. They started to eat the dessert Mitsuki brought from the Sweet Shop. It turned out it was majority of Bebe's favorites. Mitsuki reasoned to Bebe that it might be a long time before he could ever eat Japanese dessert again.

"I don't know what kind of dessert they have in France, but I'm sure you can't find genuine mochi in France. Now enjoy it while you still can."

The night air was warm even though the warmth from the sun was gone. The sky was free from clouds and Mitsuki spent some time pointing out some constellations she remembered from class. It was a beautiful night and Bebe could feel their time coming to an end.

He stood up and faced Mitsuki, who was seated on the bench. "Mitsuki-sama, it has been a pleasure meeting you. I will miss you greatly when I leave."

Mitsuki blinked at his sudden formalness. She reached out to hold his hand. "I'll miss you too, Bebe-kun. And how many times must I tell you to just call me Mitsuki. You don't need to -sama added on there anymore." She traced shapes over his hand as she whispered out, "I can't believe you leaving tomorrow." Her soft bangs fluttered over her eyes, shadowing them from his sight.

The feeling of her fingers tracing over his skin sent pulse after pulse of electricity through Bebe. He reached into the bad he was carrying to bring out a carefully wrapped gift. "Mitsuki-sa-I mean, Mitsuki? I had some extra cloth from the kimono I made, so I thought I make you something to remember me by." He handed the gift over to the girl. Mitsuki used both hands to slowly unwrap the present. The lost of her hand on his sent chills through his body.

"Oh, Bebe, you didn't have to. This is beautiful." The present turned out to be an elaborate money pouch. It was classy and it would look perfect with a kimono. If Bebe had to be truthful, the money pouch might even be a better piece of art then his kimono. He made the kimono to persuade his uncle to allow him to return back to Japan, which was a very important goal for him. Yet the money pouch was only a gift to the girl he had a crush on. However, because it was a gift for the girl he liked, he poured his heart and soul into it. "I'll treasure it. Thank you Bebe." Her sweet, heart-felt smile was a gift worthy of all the work he put into it.

Just as he was about to take out the Bear, Mitsuki interrupted him. "I have something for you as well." She took out the package from the book store. She handed it over to him and advert her eyes. Bebe was surprised. He didn't expect her to give him so much today. He slowly opened the parcel and his eyes widened in shock. The book was a first edition copy of the biography of a famous samurai who Bebe admired. He couldn't believe he had a copy in his hands, a first edition copy at that. He tried to reserve a copy but when he wasn't able to, he searched for a way to get the book, both legally and illegally. He couldn't believe it.

With a burst of confidence, Bebe felt his mouth open without his control. "Mitsuki-sa...Mitsuki-chan. I-I-I want to tell you something before I go." His hands fists as he tried to keep the confidence that was already slowly slipping away. As if that wasn't enough, his confidence completely disappeared after Mitsuki connected her eyes with his own. The power and allure behind those royal blue eyes were enough to silence him.

"Bebe?"

"…I-I-I hope that we can still be friends while I'm in France!" He had his eyes shut tight at the request. That wasn't what he wanted to ask, that wasn't what he had in mind at all. He had wanted to confess to her, to tell her how much he loved her. He wanted to tell her, show her just how much his love for her had grown over the months. Instead, he, in the slang terms of Americans, 'punked out'. He was too much of a coward to tell her. He wanted to, he knew he wanted to, but he didn't have the courage to tell her just how much she affects him. He failed his self given task. But a small part of him, the part that still hoped, ghosted the thought of returning when he's older, when he matured, to win her over then.

"Oh course, Bebe. We'll always be friends, no matter what happens." She stood up and gave him a tight hug. Just the feeling of her arms around him was enough for him to hold onto her tightly in return. What little affection and touches he could get from Mitsuki, he would treasure for the rest of his life. He decided. He wasn't strong enough now to confess to her. However, they were still young, they still had plenty of time to grow. Bebe will wait. He'll wait until he was confident enough to tell her exactly how he feels about her. Until the time he could confess to her, the blue Bear and blonde Bear will remain with him, until he could give her the Bear with the full meaning of his feelings behind it.

"Thank you, Mitsuki." He whispered into her ear as the day ended and it was time for his departure.


A/N: So how was it? Please review and tell me. I want to know what you think of it. Oh and just to let you know, this is only part 1 of 2. I might, depending on my mood and how I want to do it, will post part 2 sometime next month. It will either be as a second chapter to this oneshot or a separate fic all together. So just wait for it!

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