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Also, since I make alot of implications and there is cursing and all that good stuff, I made this story M.

Chapter 2

Haru blinked from where he was on his back on the cold floor. He had a moment of being disoriented, his eyes refocusing, attemping to take in and register the rows of florescent lights that lined the hallway and glared off of the row of lockers that was nearby. It even took him a moment to realize that Kyo was on top of him, looking like he'd managed to catch himself just before he intended to knock his lights out.

He didn't look happy.

"Kyo." He said, impassive. "I thought you were going to the roof?"

The redheads face was flushed. He scowled and looked like maybe he'd go ahead of sock him one since he was already there, but instead he got up and brushed himself off as if he were dirty. He was mumbling something inaudible under his breath as he jerkily straightened himself out. The ox was able to push himself up onto his elbows, finally seeing Yuki standing a little behind Kyo. His brows were slightly furrowed and his clothes were also a little rumpled.

"Are you okay?" The rat asked, managing to look both confused and a little worried. For some reason he had a feeling that it had nothing to do with the fact that Kyo had been about to punch his face in.

..Earlier that day..

Haru was standing idly in the hallway of the school, ignoring most of the students that went bustling by, but managing to be aware enough not to stand in a way that might cause an accident that would leave people wondering why there was a cow in the middle of a school building.

Usually in the mornings, Momiji and himself would go to the other side of the building to see Tohru for Momiji, and Yuki for him.

Lately, he felt he was better off by himself then getting annoyed at trivial things. But it still happened.

He just wasn't up for pretending anymore.

He'd learned yesterday that being around the other didn't calm the storm inside of him like he'd hoped for.

"There you are, I was looking for you." Momiji came skipping up.

The short, child-like blonde was still up to his usual antics, wearing a girls uniform with shorts instead of the skirt, even despite the confrontation they'd had with someone from the disciplinary committee.

But since then, they hadn't seemed to bother either of them much. Probably because the last time, he'd lost his temper and intimidated the guy.

Oh, and let's not forget the possible sexual harassment.

He was wearing his usual, too. The white summer uniform with the sleeves rolled up and black slacks with a single chain that was attached to something that disappeared into his back pocket.

He also had the usual jewelry on. Two studded earrings in one ear, two studs and a single hoop in the other. Around his neck he had a black choker that looked more like a collar than anything and a long black necklace stringed together with small beads disappeared into the open collar of his unform.

Outwardly, he fit the bill perfectly for being a delinquent. His hair just topped it off.

"I'm right here." He replied boredly. He started walking down the hall at a leisurely pace, it made it easier for Momiji to keep up without having to outright jog.

"I wanted to find you earlier. Did you study for that test? I wrote out some notes for you, just in case so-"

"I don't need your notes, Momiji." Haru interrupted, he sounded stern but not necessarily angry.

Kind of like a mild warning.

He was directionally challenged, not mentally crippled.

Know the difference.

'It's because you act this way that you've become a laughing stock' Akito's drawled with a sadistic smile, fingers caressing the cows cheek with a softness that felt unnatural.

"I know it just fine and I can pass the stupid test on my own." He'd almost forgotten his irritation with the blonde for something similar he'd done the day before over something so trivial he usually would haven't batted an eyelash, but once again it reared its ugly head.

'Just leave it alone, Momiji. I'm not an idiot.' Haru had suddenly snapped at the blonde, which didn't happen very often. The bunny looked shocked, like a scolded puppy.

'I- I just wanted to help..'

It wasn't because he was trying to help him, but because he seemed so positively sure that he needed it.

Momiji looked a little taken aback for a moment, but seemed skeptical. "Are you sure? You're practically failing that class."

He wasn't trying to be patronizing, but it was sure as hell hard not to take it that way.

"I'm practically 'failing' it by choice." Haru told him as he stopped walking.

Sure, it sounded sarcastic, but was he being serious? He looked down at the other. Honestly, he didn't believe he was incapable of being educated, did he?

"I can pass all of my classes and then some if I wanted to. I'm not stupid."

Damn. That even sounded defensive to him.

Momiji didn't look convinced, but didn't say anything about it. The blonde looked cautious, like he knew he could possibly be walking on egg shells.

"I never called you stupid, Haru."

The ox rolled his eyes and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"You don't have to directly say it, you know. When you look at me like that, and try to help me when I don't even fucking need it is a good enough hint that you think I'm incapable of doing things for myself."

Momiji looked shocked at the taller teens observation. Maybe he hadn't even realized he'd done that.

"Oh..I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel that way." He told him seriously, managing to look like he was trying to hold back tears.

Haru knew that he meant it, too.

Momiji was just so outgoing and happy go lucky that it was like a second nature to him. They'd been together for how many years?

He'd grown so accustomed to leading him around to keep him from getting lost, whether on his own or asked to by Hatori, that even he would think there must be a reason for it.

"Tch. It's not just you. Everyone in this entire family does it. Because I'm the ox, I was automatically born with a handicap." Haru rambled, not even caring who heard him.

The blonde had started gesturing for him to lower his voice which was followed by him frantically looking around to make sure no one was listening.

"Well you know what? I'm not as dumb as you all think, and I'm not going to act the part just to meet someones shitty expectations, especially this damn familys." He announced with a scowl then turned on his heel and stalked away.

Momiji called his name, but didn't follow him.

Good, he'd taken enough of his frustration out on the rabbit, even though he didn't deserve it.

He skipped the first three periods.

He didn't even care if he got in trouble. If they said anything, he could just say he was in the infirmary or he'd gotten sick and went to the bathroom. There were plenty of logical excuses he could use to get out of punishment.

Or..He could just pull a Kyo and just say something along the lines of 'Oh..I didn't feel like going to class, so I crashed on the roof for a while.' without really thinking about the consequences.

'Yeah...I think I like the first option better..' He thought to himself. He stood up and stretched. It felt really good outside, and you could really feel the breeze from the top of the school. Shrugging off his lazyness, he opened the door and stepped into the school. Since 3rd period was over, that meant it was lunch time, which also meant his little 'vacation' was soon to be over.

Haru made his way to his locker, since he had books he needed to put up. There was no point in bringing them to lunch with him if he wasn't going to be doing any work, right?

When he got there, Kyo was leaning with his back on the locker next to his with his hands in his pockets. The ox arched a brow at said teen, but said nothing as he walked past him and opened his locker, shoving his books in place.

"Where've you been?" Kyo wondered casually.

"On the roof." Haru answered blankly, shutting the locker and crossing his arms over his chest and waiting for the redhead to say something. He remained mostly placid, but had lifted a single brow enough to pull off the 'well, I'm waiting' look.

"Ah. Momiji was lookin' for ya." You could practically see the patience withering.

Haru snorted.

"He can look all he wants, that doesn't mean he's gonna find me." He said carelessly and walked past the cat, not waiting to see if he followed or not. Kyo blinked at the younger boys demeanor.

Did he miss something?

Did he care?

Damn.

"Yeah, well he's had us all looking for your elusive ass in between classes." Kyo told him, just to make sure that the younger teen knew that he didn't enjoy spending what little breaks he had playing hide and seek or what the hell ever.

Haru just sent him a quick glance and shrugged it off.

"So you've been skipping up until now?"

"Uh oh, captain obvious strikes again." Haru muttered sarcastically. He could have sworn he saw the other bristle at the comment.

Oh that was right, Kyo only liked sarcasm when he was the one using it.

"So you're avoiding him, then?" Kyo asked a few moments later, sounding like he didn't really care but may as well ask for curiosities sake.

Well they did say that curiosity killed the cat, though this particular information wasn't lethal. He was still trailing behind him by about one or two steps.

"Not really."

'I don't need you anymore. I'm tired of you.'

"Really? It sure seems like you are."

"Whatever." Haru muttered, walking without glancing at the other. He was getting tired of his cat and mouse bullshit already.

'We can never be happy, this curse will never let us. It's time to move on.'

"So that's it then? You're just gonna act broody and pissy? Kind of reminds me of Yuki whe-oof!"

The sound of Kyo's back slamming against a row of lockers echoed down the hallway.

Fortunately they were in one of the more deserted wings of the school, and anyone who would have been there was at lunch.

If the redhead was shocked by the ox's sudden reaction, he didn't show it. He just remained where Haru held him with a blank look on his face instead of the immediate scowl that he'd usually have.

Perhaps he'd been expecting this kind of reaction? He'd been baiting him?

"You wanna fight?" Haru asked. There was something in his tone, almost like he was itching for the other to say yes.

"Do you?" Came the reply.

A simple question, no bark and no bite.

Somehow, the way the other teen was acting bothered him. Like maybe he wasn't sure if he was being serious or not. After all, Kyo knew that he was the better fighter of the two, but that never stopped them before. He sent a half-hearted glare at the tanned teenager and tightened his hold on the collar of his shirt.

"What do you want from me, Kyo?" Haru demanded with furrowed brows. Kyo sighed, as if exasperated.

'I don't need you anymore.'

'We will never break these shackles.'

"I thought that was obvious? I wanna know what's on your mind, idiot." He said, the serious and seemingly honest remark caught him off guard.

I don't think I can handle this by myself.

Kyo was giving him that what-a-stupid-question stare, but suddenly the fight in him dwindled.

Though, the fire of his frustration hadn't burned out completely. He clenched and unclenched his jaw before letting go and stepping away from the other, whose hands had moved up automatically to straighten his dishevelled shirt.

"What's on my mind.." Everything. Nothing. "I'm sick of being underestimated and treated like a sandbag just because of some stupid old story. I'm wondering why I put up with all the shit that's constantly dished out. I wonder why we had to be born in to this family. That's what's on my mind." Haru said, his words losing their conviction toward the end.

"Join the club. You don't think I feel that way sometimes?" Kyo asked, his voice seemed quieter than usual.

But that was because Kyo usually had two volumes, loud and pissed.

"That's not what I-." Haru's shoulders slumped a little as if he'd been defeated, he turned and leaned on the lockers beside him and slid to the ground. He brought his knees up slightly to rest his elbows on and unconsciously ran a hand through his white spikes.

Of course Kyo felt that way. Maybe he'd picked the wrong person to rant at, though the older Sohma didn't seem mad or anything. Hell, he didn't even have that usual aggravated furrow in his brow that he had with.. Well, everyone.

"You're right... Sorry." He muttered almost under his breath. Kyo had moved to lean against the same row of lockers next to him, though he remained standing. His arms were crossed over his chest and he alot taller than he actually was since he was sitting on the hard tile floor.

"You good?" He heard the other ask after a minute a silence went by.

Haru blinked and glanced up at the cat, meeting Kyo's fiery eyes with his grey ones.

As if it were magic, the redheads glare was back and he pointed it down the hallway, fidgetting impatiently. "I guess." , was Haru's answer.

"Well, it's cool." Kyo drawled, pushing himself off the rows of lockers. "There's nothin' better then slamming someone around when you're feeling frustrated. Well..I guess It depends on who you're pounding.." He said, hands diving into his pockets.

Haru blinked and stared up at the redheaded boy. He realized the silence was stretching and opened his mouth to answer. "Yeah.." He said.

Kyo glanced at him again before he sighed and stretched, like a lazy cat that wanted nothing more than to curl into a ball and sleep.

"Well, I'm gonna go crash on the roof." He explained through a restrained yawn. Haru looked up and nodded at not so useful piece of information, beginning to push himself to his feet as well.

"I'll tell that brat-rabbit that I didn't see you." Maybe that was Kyo's way of showing consideration to the fact that something obviously had bothered him and he knew he just wanted to be alone.

It looked like Haru had begun to open his mouth to say something back to the redhead but was cut a little short when a third person stepped up to the plate.

"Haru, there you are." It was Yuki.

His expression was a mixed between worried and troubled. Partly because they hadn't been able to find him up until this point, and now that he'd been found it seemed like he'd just been skipping class and there was no emergency.

Misplaced worry, maybe?

Though there was a little relief that it was nothing after all.

Kyo, who had been about to walk away, seemed to have noticed the slight change in the younger males demeanor because he stopped and actually backstepped.

It was small changes at first, the slight tension in his shoulders that wasn't there before. The way something menacing slipped into that unreadable expression.

What the?

The telltale signs were there, but why all of a sudden?

"We were all worried-" Yuki was starting to say.

"Yuki, wait." The redhead tried, but it was no surprise for him to be ignored.

"You know should let someone know before you disappear somewhere, we-" Yuki was explaining.

The same old lecture they gave Haru everytime he didn't keep tabs with his babysitters. Well, that was only natural to expect from someone who tended to get lost and not reappear for hours at a time.

Kyo did a facepalm, as if something troublesome had just happened.

"Who do you think you are?" Haru said, attracting his attention again.

The tall, white haired teenager was standing closer to him than he was Kyo. He had one hand hidden in the pocket of his black slacks and he was staring drolly at the fingers of his other hand as he picked at his thumbnail.

He glanced up from what he was doing that had seemed so much more interesting than what Yuki had to say and the hard but cold grey eyes of the other were unmistakable.

"I don't take directions from you, so why don't ya stop ordering me around." He said arrogantly.

Yuki blinked at the sudden change.

"I'm not-"

"That's right, you're not." He was walking toward the other now with an air about him that promised anything but pleasantness.

Though they may look the same, the other personality that hid in Haru's conscious was probably the polar opposite of his usually laid back and impassive one.

Black Haru was everything that the everyday Haru wasn't, including things that he sometimes wanted to be. Haru was easy-going. Reserved, quiet and patient. Black Haru was bold, straight forward and more violent than not. He didn't seem to have any restrictions or care about the consequences later.

"So glad we could come to an agreement." Black murmured, he was in front of Yuki now, way past the line of comfort that a normal person would draw.

Of course, stubborn as he was, the rat had refused to budge even a step. The expression on the ox's face was arctic, and only seemed to become moreso when the corner of his mouth tilted up into an amused but disturbing smirk.

Yuki's jaw was set, his expression obviously displeased.

Well, it wasn't his first encounter with his cousins other personality, either. With a measured lift of an eyebrow, the ox's hand moved up, as if to touch Yuki's face, though there was no telling what his intentions were with that expression. Yuki was resisting the urge to bat him away when a tanned hand appeared on the cows shoulder.

" Oi, back off." Kyo demanded, pulling the taller male back none too gently, which resulted in the unstable male turning away from Yuki, toward him.

He wasn't sure what the hell this idiot kid planned to do, but he didn't want to find out with the kind of face he'd been making.

It gave him goosebumps, and not in a good way.

Judging by Haru's expression, he wasn't pleased at the interruption, but that irritation seemed to fade away rather quickly once they locked eyes.

Almost like a predator giving up on one potential prey, for another.

"What did I just say about ordering me around?" Black Haru asked, this time he was glaring and the anger in his voice was obvious. "If Yuki can't tell me what to do, what makes you think you can?" He asked with a slight tilt of his head, his chilly gaze analytical.

As if Yuki was forgotten, he stepped closer to the redhead. Kyo, unlike that damn rat, had these things called instincts. And those instincts made him take a cautious step back as he glared wholeheartedly.

Black seemed intrigued by it.

"Or could it be you're jealous?" He asked and the redhead had a moment of looking outraged. He smirked. "Yuki gets all of the attention, and poor you, you get shoved to the back of the crowd, it's a sad story."

"Shut up." The redheads fists were balled at his sides now and his eyes looked like they were on fire.

Haru's smirk only grew.

The cat was so hotheaded, it was easier to read his expression than to point out the distinction between night and day.

"Did I make you mad, Koneko-chan?" Black chuckled.

"You wanna go?" Kyo asked, or rather growled. He was standing his ground now.

Black's smirk disappeared, which left his expression relatively indifferent, the only thing that made it seem unlike Haru's normal expression was the ominous look in those ashy colored eyes.

"Yeah, I do." He answered, his voice had gone low as his gaze seemed to take in the redheads form. Watching. Waiting for him to make the first move.

The redhead tensed, like a cat ready to pounce.

"Kyo, I don't think it's a good idea to do this here."

It was Yuki.

He apparently thought it was important enough to actually call Kyo by his name instead of the usual insult.

His eyes were on them, but would momentarily dart down the hall one way then the other to make sure no one was coming. Ever so level-headed, that Yuki. But Kyo actually hesitated.

Haru didn't say anything. He just laughed. He laughed and Kyo's eyes narrowed. Yuki's brows furrowed, obviously thinking about how to handle the situation.

Contemplating.

"I never thought I would have seen the day.." He chuckled, eyeing the redhead with his humorless gaze. "Where you'd become Yuki's loyal dog. Maybe he can even get you a cute little bell for your collar."

The hesitation Kyo had been displaying seemed to diminish and suddenly he was jerked forward by the collar of his shirt that the redhead had snatched up and then just as fast shoved backwards into the row of lockers.

The sound of his weight hitting the metal was loud in the quiet hallway. He ignored the dull pain in his shoulder where something had dug in in just the right spot.

Probably one of the many locks keeping the small doors seal.

Another chuckle fell from his lips, seemingly unfazed. The irritation in the Kyo's eyes seemed to flare into something alot hotter, which meant he'd achieved his goal in pissing the redhead off.

A tan hand slammed into the metal only inches from his head, it sounded loud enough to have left a dent behind but no one cared to look.

"What the hell is so damn funny, you punk?" Kyo growled as whatever humor there was drained from the cow's face. Black Haru's only reply was to give the cat a shove right to the center of his chest, effectively putting enough space in between them for him to push away from the row of lockers.

And the fight ensued.

As kids, and even up to this day, they knew and practiced martial arts. So there was alot of decent form, strikes and dodges. It was a fact that Kyo was better at fighting than Haru was, which was why often enough the redhead would hold back during fights that he already knew he'd win.

But not this time around, not with Black taunting and baiting him even after he managed to get a hit in.

Somewhere in the haze, Yuki's raised voice could be heard telling them to break it up already, or that they were being way too loud.

He went ignored.

The more anger that was fueled, the more messy the fight got and the more energy they used up.

Eventually they were just a couple of guys brawling it out.

Kyo threw a punch that Haru managed to block with a raised forearm. Before he could pull back for another try, the white haired male grabbed his arm and tugged which sent Kyo off balance and stumbling toward him. He took a step forward, so he could maneuver one of his feet behind one of Kyo's before using his shoulder to shove him backward.

The action was a success, effectively tripping him and sending him to the ground. It was a move that had been used on him many, many times.

He smirked.

"You look good down there." He told him, only enjoying the outraged look on Kyo's face as he pushed himself up into a sitting position.

It was almost as if the forgotten third party had been waiting for the opportune time because once Kyo was down and Haru had his back turned, he felt the other grab him, arms locking around his chest to pin his arms by his sides. He tried glancing over his shoulder, though he already knew who it was.

"Haru, you need to calm down." Yuki said, pulling him back a step. His words didn't have much effect.

Of course the younger teenager struggled, trying to free his arms was harder than it looked, so he went for the next best thing. He slammed his booted heel down on the rats foot, earning him a hiss from the other as well as his freedom. Yuki stepped back, favoring the foot he'd flattened with a glare.

He didn't even have time to send him a condescending remark because Kyo had gotten to his feet and practically slammed into him.

They both fell, with him on bottom. It felt as if the air had been sucked right out of him from the compact. His opened his eyes after getting over the momentary daze to see Kyo glaring down at him, his body sitting across his waist was acting as a secondary way to keep him down.

"So you like being on top," though he was still trying to catch his breath, a smirk tugged at his lips. "I can accept that."

Kyo snatched his collar up for the second time that day and jerked him up as far as he could go while being pinned on his back. "What did you sa-?"

"You're frustrated, right? You can 'pound' me however you like." He told the redhead, purposefully using the cats own wording from earlier but in a completely different context.

"What the hell has gotten in to you?" Kyo exclaimed, resisting the urge to shake him around by his collar, or strangle him.

Why the hell had he turned anyway? Irritating situations, extreme anger, violence.. Those were things that usually triggered Black Haru, but as far as he was aware, Haru was frustrated, maybe, but not to this extent.

The change had come out of no where!

"Nothing, yet." was the drawled reply.

The tanned teenager must have caught on to the implication, or maybe it was the suggestive expression on the white haired males face but his own face seemed to turn a few extra shades of red as he let out a growl.

He forcefully let go of the ox's shirt, letting him drop back into the position he'd been in previously, letting his head thump the hard floor. He'd pulled back a fist to wipe that look from the others face but he hesitated when he saw Haru's dull grey eyes blinking and looking around for a moment before looking up at him tiredly.

"Kyo." He muttered, though his voice didn't sound particularly surprised at being in such a weird position. "I thought you were going to the roof?"

Feeling a little scandalized, he thought about hitting him anyway. But in the end he sighed inwardly and pushed himself to his feet with a huff, mumbling a few choice insults and curses about the white haired teen under his breath.

"Are you okay?"

Haru blinked slowly and looked over at Yuki, who had moved closer and was now kneeling in front of him. He glanced away from Yuki to Kyo, who's back was turned on both of them, his movements were jerky and obviously not happy.

He looked at Yuki again.

"I'm fine."

Well, theoretically he was.

He felt like he'd gotten thrown around a little, which wasn't surprised if he'd gone black. He tended to not recall whatever happens when he goes did, and due to the lack of remembrance, the soreness and the overall position he'd come back in, it was the only obvious answer.

"What happened, Haru?" Yuki asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder to grab his attention since the younger male seemed to be in a daze.

His first reaction was to shrug off the others hand.

"I don't know." He replied.

A small crease formed in his brow, as if something was bothering him. He opened his hand palm up and studied it before balling it into a fist and opening it again.

He'd been in a fight alright.

He glanced up to see Kyo looking, or rather scowling, at him. The look on his face totally gave away the fact that he felt he'd been caught sending him dirty looks when he wasn't looking.

"W-what the hell are you staring at?"

Wasn't that his question?

The redheads clothes and hair were in slight disarray, but otherwise he seemed fine. Not that he'd thought he wouldn't be. Haru shook his head and climbed to his feet, absently brushing off the front of his pants as he did so. It didn't even matter that the back of his pants were more likely to be dirty than the front.

"I'm going to go get cleaned up." He announced. Maybe he could even stop by the nurse and use it as his excuse for missing all of his other classes this morning. "Good fight, Kyo." He said, like he usually did after transitioning.

"Want us to go with you?" Yuki asked, ignoring Kyo when he grouched about being volunteered against his will.

"No, I think it's better I go alone." Haru said, barely glancing at either of them. "Sorry about that." He added as an afterthought as he pushed his hands into his pockets and walked off.

Kyo watched the younger male walk away until he disappeared around a corner.

"What do you think that was about?" Yuki asked, reminding him that he wasn't alone. He sent Yuki a look that if he was a cat, all of his hair would have probably been on in.

"He was acting a bit strangely the other day, too..."

"How the hell should I know!" He exclaimed, earning him a look from his rival. He ran a hand through his fiery hair and stalked off, cursing under his breath.

Haru made his way to the nearest bathroom, stopping in front of one of the sinks and turning on the faucet. He sighed quietly and leaned partially onto the sink, watching as the clear liquid swirled and disappeared into the drain before he ran his hands beneath the coolness.

He cupped his hands beneath the water and lowered himself enough to splash the water onto his face, not caring that his bangs got partially dampened or that water dripped onto his clothes. After grabbing a papertowel from the dispenser, he dried the moisture from his skin and glanced at himself in the mirror.

All he saw was himself. He could tell his expression seemed pensive; troubled. And that was exactly what he was: troubled, confused.

Not necessarily because of what had just happened.. But because he felt, no, he knew that this wasn't the first time that he'd suddenly changed without warning.

Of course, he usually had no memory of it, so it was hard to tell for sure without anyone witnessing it.. But there were some things that just weren't coincidence.

It had only developed in the past week or two. Just once or twice at first, but lately it had been happening more and more. It was just small things, like going to sleep in one spot, and waking up in and entirely different room all together. He'd even gone to sleep at one point, in his bedroom and woke up in his bedroom. The thing that had caught his attention was he'd gone to sleep wearing just a pair of boxers and woken up fully dressed, including shoes.

At first he'd thought nothing of it, maybe blamed it on sleepwalking. He hadn't told anyone about it, because it wasn't a big deal, he thought, and no one even noticed. But what had happened today.. They were at school. In a public place..

He was getting weak. Losing himself.

The worst part was, he wasn't sure if he cared if the blackness swallowed him.

To be continued..

I don't know about you guys, but I just love Black Haru. In my mind, he's blunt and probably a prick, and DEFINITELY a pervert. Perversion FTW! (for me at least)... Anyway, rewriting this particular chapter took me a while because i didn't know what I wanted to do, and I'm not sure what I wanna do for the next chappy either, but I think I'm gonna start having quite a bit of Black Haru in this story starting from this chapter, in case the implication wasn't there.

What do you guys think? Opinions, ideas? 3