Sorry for the Chapter 2 Update fake-out. I had written an ending that probably would have ruined the story. Thank you to those who gave me their honest opinions about that, and I hope you like this new ending.
And to those who are reading this for the first time, enjoy!
Beta'd by ImperfectSnow
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto!
6x + 2 + 6x 14
Naruto stared at the Math problem as if it were a threatening animal. He was getting a little better at solving said problems, but that didn't mean he enjoyed doing them.
The best part at being bad at Math, however - for Naruto at least - was having Gaara help him.
It had been a week since the redheaded upperclassman offered to tutor him in Math. Everyday during Study Hall, Gaara would help Naruto do his homework. Despite his dislike for the subject, the blonde teen could sit and listen to Gaara explain how to solve problems for hours. He would sit right next to Naruto and lean in as he pointed to whatever he talked about. His warm, deep voice would ghost into Naruto's ear and the boy had to try his hardest not to shiver.
God, Gaara was a great tutor.
Naruto looked at the Math problem once again. It was 10:00 at night and he was sitting at his desk, trying out some practice problems. He had a Math test coming up and he really wanted to prepare himself, but thinking about it only made him think about Gaara, which then lead to some fantasies that ended with the two boys making out on the Study Hall table.
The blonde sighed and closed his workbook. Maybe he'll do some practice problems on the commute to school.
Just as he was about to get up, his cell phone buzzed. He looked over at the caller ID and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest.
Gaara was calling!
Naruto flipped the phone open almost violently, "Hiya, Gaara!" He greeted cheerfully.
"Naruto," that was Gaara's way of saying 'hello'.
"How ya doin'?" Naruto asked as he cradled the phone on his ear and lay down on his bed.
"When is your test?"
"Ummm, Thursday I think? Yeah…Thursday."
The redhead seemed to be thinking on the other line because there was silence. "That's two days from now. How ready do you think you are?" He asked.
Naruto shrugged. "I'd say...65% ready?"
Gaara hummed in acknowledgement, "Naruto,"
Said boy sat up a little on his bed in anticipation, "Yeah?"
"We should study Wednesday. After school."
Naruto nearly let a girly squeal of excitement. "R-Really? You want to help me study?" He asked.
"Of course. Is that not the point of a tutor?" His tone hinted at the absurdity of Naruto's question. The blonde blushed.
"Heh heh. I guess I didn't expect you to go all out with this," the blonde admitted. Truthfully Naruto didn't really understand why someone as high-class as Gaara would show interest in him - a nobody. He figured that Gaara would help him once in awhile, not everyday! Not that he was complaining. It just seemed too unreal.
Gaara, however, didn't seem concerned with social status at all, "The goal is to make sure you improve your grades. So, I will continue to help you until that happens," he stated, matter-of-factly.
Naruto beamed, "Thanks Gaara! I will do my best!" He clenched his fist in determination.
"I know you will. See you tomorrow."
"Okay. Night Gaara!"
Naruto hung up the phone and nearly jumped for joy. He and Gaara were going to hang out after school! He hoped that they could become friends, at least. The boy lay back down and shut off his light. He fell asleep with a bright smile and gorgeous, redheaded tutor-filled dreams.
The blonde cursed under his breath as he sprinted from the bus stop to school. He woke up late, which had thrown off his entire morning routine. First period started in ten minutes.
He made it to the front steps in a record time of three minutes. He could squeeze in extra time to stop at his locker. Naruto reached the top of the steps and went to pull open one of the double doors when it unexpectedly swung open and smacked the poor freshman right in the face. His head snapped back from the impact as he cried out and covered the sore spot on his forehead.
"Watch where you're going, dead-last!" Hidan snickered like the total douchebag that he was.
He'd seen Naruto running from down the block and decided to greet him with a door to the face. It was the gang member's retaliation against Naruto for telling him off in his fight with Kiba.
Naruto groaned, his eyes tearing up from the sharp pain. He heard the door close and growled in frustration as he flung the door open and sprinted to class. He had no time to go to his locker and made it to first period right as the bell rang. He hurried to his seat, oblivious to the strange looks his classmates were giving him. Kiba took one look at his friend and gasped.
"Dude! What the hell happened to your head?" His voice practically rang through the whole class.
Naruto frowned in confusion. He winced as pain shot through his skull, "What?"
"Dude, you're bleeding!"
Naruto felt his forehead and cursed. His head had a sore bump and it felt moist. That asshole Hidan swung the door hard that the impact broke Naruto's skin. He looked at his head and sure enough there was blood from the wound. Damn.
Kiba looked worried, "You should really go to the nurse..."
The blonde shook his head. He dropped his backpack on the floor and went to the teacher's desk to get a tissue. The Math teacher, Yuuhi Kurenai, looked up from her desk to glance at Naruto as he pulled a tissue from the box. She gasped and dropped her pen.
"U-Uzumaki-san! Are you all right? What happened?"
Naruto inwardly groaned, hoping not to cause a scene. "I'm alright, Sensei. I walked into a door," he said, dabbing the blood away with a tissue.
Kurenai narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. Sighing, she quickly scribbled a hall pass and handed it to the wounded student.
"Go to the nurse," she ordered sternly.
"But Sensei, I said I'm fine!" Naruto said hastily.
Kurenai insisted by shaking the pass in front of his face. Naruto frowned as he took the piece of paper. The class stared at him as he took his leave. He glanced at Kiba, who gave him a sympathetic wave.
"Oh my! What happened to your head Uzumaki-san?"
Naruto rolled his eyes, already tired of being asked that question.
"I was hit with a door."
Nurse Shizune was busy fussing over Naruto's forehead. She cleaned the wound and reached for a bandage.
"How did that happen?" she asked as she peeled open the bandage and placed it on Naruto's head, "let me get you some ice for that bump."
Naruto poked at the bandage. He really didn't want to go walking around school with this on his head, "I reached to open the door, but someone opened it on the other side and hit me."
Shizune handed him an ice pack wrapped in cloth. He thanked her and placed it on the ever-growing bump. He winced.
"That person must have swung open the door really hard," the nurse replied. Something in her tone suggested she really didn't believe him.
Naruto didn't notice. "Yeah, he did. Stupid jerk..." he muttered.
Shizune frowned in concern, "Who did?"
The blonde was about to answer but then stopped. He really didn't want to get Hidan in trouble. Well, he did, but he would rather not get jumped by the Akatsuki.
"No one. It was an accident," he finally said.
Shizune sat down in front of Naruto and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Her expression softened but her tone remained serious. "Uzumaki-san, if someone is hurting you, you need to report it."
"W-what?" Naruto spluttered. "No! I'm not being abused or anything like that. It was an accident," he insisted.
He knew that look Shizune gave him - she didn't believe him and most likely thought he was making some lame excuse. He got the same looks as a child when he tried to deny that his foster father wasn't abusing him.
"Look, um, I'm fine. Can I go now?" he asked. Damn, now he looked desperate. He sighed.
Shizune took the ice pack and inspected his forehead, "I guess so. Your head looks okay now."
Naruto jumped up, startling the older woman. He bowed in thanks and hurried out the room before she could say anything else.
Shizune went to her office phone to dial a number.
Naruto sighed as he sat down for Study Hall. The day had been (in the over-used word of Shikamaru) most troublesome. During lunch he was called to the Guidance Counselor's office where he had been questioned and lectured about bullying. He assured the guidance counselor, Umino Iruka, over and over again that he wasn't being bullied (although that wasn't entirely true). Besides, it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. Maybe.
All his thoughts were dispelled when Gaara sat down next him. The blonde smiled brightly. "Hiya Gaara! How was your day?" he asked as he took out his Math homework.
"Naruto," Gaara answered. He peered at the boy's forehead, "What happened?"
Naruto laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. "I got hit by a door this morning," he replied. The more he said it, the lamer it sounded in his head.
Gaara narrowed his eyes at the blonde, "Who hit you?"
Was Gaara angry? Naruto couldn't be sure, but something told him that the upperclassman was not happy to hear this.
"Um, Hidan did. He has a grudge against me 'cause I stopped him from beating up my friend, Kiba," he admitted.
"Hidan. I know of him," Gaara stated. He stroked Naruto's forehead softly. The freshman had to control himself from shivering. "Let me know if he gives you anymore trouble," the upperclassman commanded.
Naruto's blue eyes widened. "Oh no, that's not necessary. I don't want to cause you any trouble," he said, waving his hands in front of his face.
Gaara looked the boy straight in the eye, "It's no trouble."
Naruto blushed and nodded. Gaara turned his attention back to the Math homework. Naruto smiled to himself. Gaara wanted to look out for him! Once again the redhead made his day so much better.
It was almost 10:00 pm by the time Naruto got out of work. He worked as a bus boy at his favorite restaurant, Ichiraku's Ramen. The job was easy, his boss was awesome, and he could eat ramen for free while on the clock.
He waved goodbye to the manager as he was leaving. Ichiraku's was only a fifteen-minute walk from his apartment. Naruto was exhausted, but happy. Tomorrow he was finally going to meet Gaara to study for his test after school. He was bursting with excitement. Maybe they could get ramen after studying!
Naruto whistled happily as he walked up the stairs to his apartment. He fished his keys out if his jacket and unlocked the door. As he was entering his home his cellphone rang. Naruto pulled his phone out and looked at the caller ID.
Pervy Uncle.
"Hi Jiraiya!" He greeted. His uncle was currently out of town doing God-knows-what. Supposedly, he was in the process of writing a new book.
"Hey kid. How's it going?" Jiraiya asked on the other line.
Naruto cradled the phone on his shoulder as he began getting ready for bed.
"Good! I just got out of work! How's the pervy book coming along?"
The author sighed on the other end, "Not so well. I think I need new material."
Naruto laughed, "New material? Like maybe not writing pervy stories?"
"Now why would I do that? My whole livelihood depends on those stories."
Naruto rolled his eyes and sat on his bed, "Well, I don't know what to tell you."
Jiraiya laughed, "So kid, how's school? You doing your work and all that?"
"Yup! I even got myself a tutor!"
"Tutor, eh? How's that working out?"
Naruto grinned, "Great! Gaara is really smart and has been very helpful!"
Jiraiya chuckled, "Gaara you say? That rich kid you've been crushing on?"
The blonde blushed in embarrassment. He had forgotten that he told his uncle about his schoolboy crush. "Uh, yeah..."
"Well, hot damn boy! You guys do it yet?"
"What? No, you pervert! Besides, I don't think Gaara would like me in that way..."
"Never say never, boy. Not everyone is how they seem."
Naruto sighed. It was a comforting thought, but he still thought it unlikely. What would Gaara want with a poor kid like him?
Jiraiya cleared his throat. "I, uh, called because I have some bad news."
The student frowned, "Bad news? What is it?"
"Kurama is going to be released from prison."
Naruto's blood ran cold at the sound of his former foster father's name. "W-what? Why?"
"He's being released on good behavior."
Naruto narrowed his eyes in disbelief, "Is this some kind of joke? Good behavior?"
"That's what the lawyers said."
Naruto held his face in his hands. His monster of a foster father, a man he never wanted to see ever again, was being released back into the world. He hoped that they would lock him up for life. They should have after all he did to the poor boy.
Jiraiya seemed to sense Naruto's distress for he said, "Don't worry Naruto. Kurama is not to make any contact with you, nor is he to come near you. It would be a violation of his parole."
"What if that doesn't stop him?" He whined.
"Relax kid. He doesn't know anything about you now. We'll take precautions of course, but mark my words; I will not let that psycho come anywhere near you."
Naruto was not wholly convinced, but what else could he do? He was terrified to run into his foster father again, but he couldn't let that ruin his life. Maybe he wouldn't be able to find him anyway.
"All right. Thanks for telling me, Jiraiya," he said.
"I hope I didn't ruin your day," his uncle replied regretfully.
"It's okay. Tomorrow is a new day!" He tried to say cheerfully.
Jiraiya chuckled, "That's my boy! I'll let you go now. Let me know how it goes with that Gaara boy, eh?"
Naruto groaned. "You're not writing me into one of your perverted novels, Uncle Jiraiya!"
Jiraiya sighed, "Why do you have no respect for my craft?"
Naruto eagerly waited for Gaara on the steps after school. Kiba, Shino, Shikamaru and Choji watched the blonde fidget nervously in amusement.
"Relax man. You're making me nervous," Shikamaru muttered.
"I can't help it, you guys! This is, like, a dream come true...Ahhhh, what if I mess this up?" Naruto whined.
"Uh, aren't you guys just studying? How can you mess that up?" Choji asked, munching on a candy bar.
Kiba laughed, "It's probably the closest thing to a date that he's gonna get!"
Naruto glared at his friend briefly before a glimpse of red hair caught his eye. He gulped. Gaara and his siblings had exited the building. They walked right past Naruto, and for a brief moment he was afraid that Gaara would ditch him, but the redhead just turned around and looked at him.
"Are you coming?" He asked.
Naruto couldn't help the huge grin that came across his face. "Yeah! See ya guys!" He called after his friends and followed Gaara down the stairs.
"Good luck Naruto!" Kiba called back.
Naruto tried not to blush at the implications in his friend's tone. He followed the Sabaku siblings to the sleek black SUV that waited for them. A man in a black suit jumped out to open the back door. Temari and Kankuro got in. Gaara gestured for Naruto to go in front of him. The blonde freshman looked nervously to his friends, who were all giving him knowing smiles and thumbs up. He also noticed that a few other students were watching him with curious looks.
Naruto gulped and stepped into the car. "Thanks," he muttered. Gaara entered after him and the door shut behind him.
Naruto had never been in such a luxurious car in his life. The back could probably fit six people, at least! There was leather interior and all different kinds of lighting options. Temari and Kankuro were sitting across from them. Kankuro fished out his iPod Touch (newest model, of course) and put on his Beats studio headphones. Temari was looking at Naruto, her legs and arms crossed. She smirked.
"So, you're Uzumaki Naruto," she said.
The aforementioned teenager's eyes widened at Temari's acknowledgement. He smiled and nodded, "Yeah!"
"Hm. I'm Temari and this is our brother, Kankuro," She said tilting her head to indicate the person next to her.
He turned and nodded at Naruto, "Hey."
"Uh, hello! Nice to meet you both!" The freshman said.
"We've heard so much about you," she said, the knowing smirk still on her face.
"O-oh really?" Naruto blushed and glanced over at Gaara, who was sitting in the same stance as his sister. He was also looking out the window.
"My sister exaggerates," was all he said.
"Oh?"
"Gaara! Don't mind him. My little brother doesn't talk much, so whenever he says more than one sentence on a certain subject it's considered a lot to us," she said, smiling at her brother.
"Anyway, you're lucky to have Gaara here as a tutor. He's very smart," she added, almost teasingly.
Naruto tried not to stare at Gaara in amazement, so he just looked at his lap. He nodded.
Temari continued to smile at the pair in front of her. She seemed aware of something that Naruto wasn't, but he didn't think too much about it. All he could think about was how nervous and excited he was to go to his crush's house.
Calling Gaara's home a 'house' was a severe understatement. The Sabakus lived in one of the biggest mansions in Konoha. Big gates opened as the chauffeur pulled into the crescent-shaped driveway. The man in the passenger seat jumped out to open the door. Naruto stepped out after Gaara and once again tried not to gape.
He had never seen a real mansion before. It looked absolutely beautiful from the outside. Gaara motioned for the blonde student to follow him.
The front double doors opened up to reveal a huge foyer with a grand staircase. Naruto didn't have an opportunity to take in his surroundings because his tutor was halfway up the stairs and he quickly scrambled after him. Gaara led him through another set of double doors, down a short hallway, and finally stopped in front of a large white door with a golden 'G' on it. He opened the door.
Holy shit. Gaara's bedroom was bigger that his living room/kitchen combo. There was very expensive looking wood furniture, a wall-mounted flat screen TV, and even a small couch. Naruto noted that Gaara really liked the color burgundy, for it was the color of his sheets and drapes. The room exuded such elegance that blonde felt unworthy to be in it.
"Wow Gaara! You're room is so nice!" Naruto exclaimed. The redhead motioned for him to sit on the couch. The boy happily sat down and placed his backpack on the floor.
"I'm going to change. You can start taking out your study guide," Gaara said. He turned and went through a door on the other side of the room.
Naruto opened up his backpack and spread out his Math books on the coffee table in front of him. He looked at his study guide, but he was too distracted thinking about how Gaara was changing on the other side of the door. He wondered what his tutor looked like without a shirt. Naruto was certain the redhead had a fantastic body. He probably worked out and had a lovely six-pack to prove it.
The blonde student continued to daydream as Gaara emerged from the other room wearing a tight, black long-sleeved shirt and jeans. There was something about an all-black ensemble that Naruto found incredibly sexy, especially on his tutor. Then again, Gaara could be wearing a burlap sack and still look hot.
There was a timid knock on the door. Gaara opened the door to reveal a middle-aged housemaid carrying a silver tray filled with snacks, a pitcher of water, and two glasses. She politely bowed.
"Excuse me for interrupting, Gaara-sama. I brought refreshments for you and your guest," the maid said. The redhead nodded and the woman walked over to place the tray on the table. Naruto moved his book to make room.
"Thanks a lot!" He said cheerfully and grinned.
The maid returned the smile. "Thank you Nina-san," Gaara said. The maid bowed again and left. He joined Naruto at the table and poured them drinks.
"That's so cool that you have a maid! She seems really nice," the blonde said. He picked up a cookie and took a bite, "Mmmm! This is so good!"
"Nina-san made them," Gaara said. He observed in amusement as his student hummed with happiness and ate another cookie. He wanted to watch the blonde boy more but they had work to do.
"Shall we start?" Gaara asked.
Naruto pouted briefly but then smiled, "Okay!"
The teens worked for nearly three hours on the Math problems listed on the study guide. Naruto would do the problems and then Gaara would check them. All the previous tutoring sessions were paying off because Naruto did pretty well, answering forty out of fifty questions right. If he had tried doing this a month ago, he probably would have given up and done something else. Now Naruto had plenty of motivation to try harder for the sake of impressing Gaara, and of course getting a good grade. Guessing from how well he did on the study guide the freshman hoped to aim for an eighty.
It was dark by the time they were finished studying. Naruto felt prepared to take his Math test for the first time since he started the class.
"I think you'll do well tomorrow," Gaara said as he helped his student put away his books. Naruto beamed.
"It was all thanks to you Gaara-sensei! I really feel ready to take this baby on!" He said, making a fist in determination.
The redhead's lips curled in a small smile. This caused Naruto to grin in return. The blonde really liked when he made his impassive tutor smile. He wanted to see that expression more.
Naruto gazed into his tutor's eyes and could feel himself drowning in sea-foam green. He suddenly felt like he was forgetting how to breathe.
They were sitting rather close to each other too!
"Are you hungry?" Gaara asked.
The blonde student blinked. For one small second he thought they would have 'a moment', but then he realized how silly that notion was. Gaara raised an almost non-existent eyebrow, "Well?"
Naruto snapped back to reality, "Huh? I'm sorry?"
His tutor narrowed his eyes, "I asked if you are hungry, "
"Oh!" Naruto exclaimed, feeling quite foolish, "I am hungry. But it's okay! I can eat when I get home."
"Nonsense. Dinner will be served soon. You will eat here," Gaara said with a tone said it was not be argued.
Gaara's forcefulness always took time to get used to. Naruto was happy about that because it made life easier for him, although sometimes he questioned Gaara's intentions.
Naruto agreed to have dinner with Gaara and presumably the rest of his family. The blonde student put all his books away.
"So, Gaara! What's for dinner?" Naruto asked.
"Well, I usually have fish with my meal because I do not eat meat. The cook makes something different for everyone else," his tutor said.
Naruto raise his eyebrows. "You have a cook? Like, someone who makes your meals for you everyday?" He asked incredulously.
Gaara nodded, "We have a couple people who cook for us."
"Wow! I can't even imagine having someone cooking for me! Well, I guess it wouldn't be that much different if I had one because they'd just make me ramen anyway!" the blonde laughed, babbling nervously.
Gaara looked amused, "Ramen? Is that all you eat?"
Naruto grinned. "It's the best meal ever! Plus it's super easy to make. I don't have to worry about burning my apartment down boiling water!"
Gaara stood up and gave Naruto a sideways glance. "No wonder you're so skinny. You need to eat better," he beckoned the freshman to follow him, "Dinner should be ready soon."
Naruto looked at himself as he stood up. "I'm not that skinny!" He protested.
Gaara gave a faint chuckle as he led Naruto out and down the stairs to the dining room. Nina was busy setting up for dinner. She stopped to bow at Gaara as he entered.
"Gaara-sama, dinner will be ready shortly. I also set up a place for your friend. I presume he will be joining you?" The older woman asked.
"Yes, he will, thank you," Gaara said. He sat down in the first chair on the left. Naruto sat next to him. "Will my father be joining us?" Gaara asked nonchalantly, not particularly interested in the answer.
"I afraid not. Sabaku-sama is away on business in Suna," Nina said regretfully.
Gaara did not look surprised and, as such, he did not reply. Nina excused herself to check on dinner.
"So, what do your parents do?" Naruto asked. He took off his blazer and rolled up his sleeves.
Gaara sat back in his chair, arms crossed. "My father is a city councilman. Before we moved here he was mayor of Suna for several years. My mother died when I was six," he said offhandedly - as if to get the subject out of the way as soon as possible.
"Oh! Sorry to hear about your mom," Naruto said.
The junior merely shrugged, "It is fine. You do not need to apologize."
Naruto still felt bad because he knew how awkward talking about dead parents could be. His own parents were killed in a car accident when he was just a baby, so he never knew them. Thinking of them brought him a strange discomfort.
Temari sauntered in and took a seat across from Naruto. Kankuro strolled in after and sat across from Gaara. Nina and a younger maid entered carrying plates of food. Naruto, Temari, and Kankuro were served plates of a delicious-smelling stir fry dish. It had noodles, various vegetables, and pieces of beef. Gaara was served seaweed salad topped with raw salmon and a sauce, with a bowl of white rice on the side. Water and iced tea was served in pitchers.
Naruto felt as if he was eating in a fancy restaurant rather than the Sabaku household. His meal was almost too good to be considered home cooked. He actually used fancy metal chopsticks as opposed to the plastic or wooden ones he used at home.
"So, Uzumaki, where are you from?" Temari asked casually.
Naruto was taken aback by the question. "Um, I'm from here? I lived in Konoha my whole life," he answered.
"What do your parents do?" Kankuro asked.
Naruto's face reddened. It was strange, he had the same conversation with Gaara before, but he never thought what to say if he were ever asked the same question. In the world of the Hidden Leaf Academy, popularity and status was defined by what your parents did. So it was only natural to be asked that question.
"My parents died when I was a baby. I live on my own now," Naruto mummbled, looking at his food. He didn't want to see their reactions.
"You live on your own? That's cool." Temari said, impressed.
Naruto smiled, "Yeah, I guess so."
"How do you manage that, if you don't mind me asking?" Kankuro asked, curious. Gaara shot his older brother a cold look before glancing at the blonde next to him.
"Oh, well I got myself legally emancipated so I could be on my own, and my uncle helps me with rent and school. I have my own job so I can pay for everything else!" he said cheerfully.
The older Sabaku siblings looked genuinely surprised. Gaara showed no emotion, although he was looking at Naruto very intently. The young guest wondered if the upper-class family was judging him, but nothing more was said on the matter and Temari quickly changed the subject.
After dinner, plates were taken away and Nina's home-made ice cream and cookies were served as desert. Even the ice cream was home-made! Naruto loved the food so much that Gaara had the maid make a plate of food for him to bring home.
By 9:00 pm, Naruto was ready to go back home. Gaara walked him to the foyer.
"I'll call a car to take you home," Gaara said, picking up a house phone.
"It's okay, Gaara. I can take the bus. Besides, I live...far," Naruto said, suddenly self-conscious.
"It does not matter. Where do you live?"
Naruto shuffled his feet. "North Konoha," he said, naming the district of Konoha self-conciously.
Gaara gave no indication that he cared where Naruto lived. He called the chauffeur up to drive the blonde student home. The two boys walked outside.
"Well, uh, thanks Gaara! For everything." Naruto said, smiling.
Gaara gave a small smile back. "I think you'll do well on your test tomorrow, Naruto," he replied.
The blonde pumped his fist in determination, "I'm gonna pass this baby, believe it!"
"I know you will."
A black town car pulled up the driveway. The chauffeur came out to open the back door. Naruto gave his tutor a small wave, "Night, Gaara!"
Gaara gave a curt nod, "Good night, Naruto."
Naruto got into the car as the chauffeur closed the door. The car pulled away and Naruto watched Gaara's silhouette by the front door until he couldn't any longer, and then there was nothing but dark road in sight.
I hope you liked this one! This ending is definitely better than the last one, seriously.
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