Kitsunetsuki
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR or its characters. All rights reserved to Akira Amano and her publishers.
Author's Note: I forgot to mention in the last chapters, but Tsuna is about eighteen or nineteen years old. Everyone else is around the same age, so imagine ten year later selves (just a few years younger, though). The story takes place in Tokyo and probably in the present, nothing futuristic.
Chapter Three: Bakeneko
Tsuna woke up to someone banging on his door. Actually, he was scared awake, since the noise was thunderous and alarming. The brunette looked around his surroundings. The room was still dark, since it was still early in the morning. The human's eyes then shifted to the place the kitsune slept, but he found that Byakuran was not there. Tsuna wondered if his preternatural guest had left. He didn't know if he was happy about the other's departure or disappointed. However, the brunette wasn't able to sort out his feelings before another round of hammering caused the mousy young adult to yelp, springing up from his bed to answer the door.
"I'm coming!" He yelled out as he approached the door. The banging stopped abruptly. For some reason, it unnerved him and wondered if he should answer the door at all. He didn't know many people and of the people he knew, none would ever bang on his door this early. Yet, he couldn't pretend he wasn't home now, he had given himself away.
Tsuna pulled opened the door and recoiled, seeing several men in dark suits standing outside his apartment door. They were much taller than him, looming over him with a menacing air. Their eyes shielded by dark sunglasses, jaws locked and hazardous styled hair that threatened to poke his eyes out. The brunette swallowed hard, standing a bit straighter than usual.
"G-good morning. Can I help you?" Tsuna couldn't help the stutter or the death grip he had on his door.
The man directly in front of him spoke first. "We're looking for someone."
Looking for someone? Tsuna thought to himself. He figured the men were here for Byakuran, which lead him to believe that these men were actually crows in disguise. The brunette tried to figure out what would be the best thing to do, slamming the door in their faces and calling the police seemed promising, but probably not wise.
"We think he could have come by here." The man continued, watching Tsuna's facial expressions and body language. The scrutinizing gaze unsettled the brunette, making him squirm and his heart rate spike.
The human figured that it was better to come clean. Perhaps, if he was honest and told them that the kitsune was no longer there, they would let him off the hook. "He left a while ago."
"So he was here." Tsuna nodded his head softly. The crow further questioned. "Do you know where he went?"
"I have no idea." Tsuna told the taller man, he then ran a hand through his unruly hair, admitting: "He left while I was sleeping."
The man stepped away from the brown haired male's threshold. The brunette released a breath he didn't know he held, believing he was home free. That was until the man said, "You're coming with us."
"W-why? I told you everything I know." The brunette argued, his eyes wide and full of disbelief.
The tall man shook his head, "We have our orders. We were told to bring you into our custody."
The two other men at the speaker's side reached out and grabbed a hold of Tsuna's arms, dragging him out of his apartment with little effort. The bewildered human began desperately fighting against them, but the two men that restrained him, seemed unfazed by his thrashing. Tsuna's fight didn't shake them off balance or even cause them to flex a muscle.
"Y-you can't do this." Tsuna turned back to the one he had spoken to. "I haven't done anything wrong."
Then the human felt pressure on his left arm. Pain shot through him, making him collapse on his knees. The crow who restrained his left arm was not twisting his limb in a painful direction. He then spat at him with distaste. "You helped someone who disgraced our clan."
"But…" Tsuna pleaded, gasping through pain.
"Quiet him. He's causing a scene." A new voice said. Panic ran through the brunette and despite the pain he was suffering, he attempted to free himself. There was a blunt hit to the brunette's head and all his movements came to an end. Everything went numb. The world began to gray, slowly the world darkened into a black abyss as he lost consciousness.
Somewhere in Tokyo,
The Waterfall was a popular restaurant owned by Jorogumo, Bianchi. It was named Waterfall, because it was based on an old folktale about a spider woman that lived by a waterfall, who saved a man from drowning. Unfortunately, few humans realized that the spider woman was really trying to eat the man instead, of saving him.
The Waterfall was a great attraction for the yokai who lived or visited the city, since it was a place that was concealed by the human eye, the yokai could relax in their true state or even in their human personas and be pampered by the Spider woman's waitresses. Most of the girls that worked at The Waterfall were roped in by the owner's philosophy that, "A way to a man's heart was through his stomach." The female employees ran with the idea, making themselves quite available to flirtation and beyond. However, the restaurant wasn't just opened to male clientele; it was frequently visited by females as well.
Despite, the breaking of dawn, the establishment was packed with drunken and hungry patrons. The late night was when the yokai came out by the handfuls. It wasn't that the yokai were nocturnal, but in the old days it was easier to trick humans and travel. Nowadays their nightly ventures were instilled in them. Out of the patrons to Waterfall, Byakuran managed to receive a lot of attention. As soon as he entered the establishment, he was bombarded with questions, concerns and even praise. His fellow yokai had heard about his row with Hibari's crows and now he was a sort of overnight celebrity.
Although, they didn't know about Tsuna's interference, Byakuran was very modest about the ordeal. He said very little and after a while, everyone grew bored of his secrecy. Which was fine with the Kitsune, he was getting tired of answering the same questions over and over. The ivory kitsune sat at a booth alone, waiting upon his order and also listening to the sounds of the boisterous establishments.
"You really do live life on the wild side." Came a sultry voice. Byakuran looked up meeting the gaze of a dark pink haired woman with emerald irises dressed in a vibrant purple long sleeved kimono. The woman's kimono seemed expensive with high-quality detailing; the cloth had designs of cherry blossoms and spiders, representing her heritage. Her obi was a lighter pink.
"Good morning, Bianchi-chan," The kitsune greeted. He then shook his head with his usual good-humored smirk. "Not really. Sometimes I have spontaneous whims that I don't think thoroughly."
The Spiderwoman placed a plate of four dango, in front of the vulpine patron. "I heard you've been traveling, looking for something."
"That was the rumor going around." Byakuran answered vaguely as he picked up a skewer with the sweet dumplings on them. He pulled off one with his teeth and consumed it before turning back to the patient spider. "I wonder if it's true or not."
"I heard it was the four legendary beasts you were looking for." Bianchi's emerald eyes sharpened, more specific of what she was getting to.
The white haired fox indifferently finished off his skewer, placing the stick on the plate. "Well that would be silly. They have already been reincarnated into another form. It would be a wild goose chase to search for something without knowing what it has become."
The four legendary beasts were power entities, but they were very strong. Any man, yokai would be foolish to go up against them. There was also that whole thing about rupturing the balance of their world. Something Byakuran was once tempted by, but later lost interest in. He had found out early that the legendary beasts no longer held true to their form and instead have taken a new form.
"But I wish I did know where they were located, I would have gained all my tails in no time if that was the case." The patron added.
Bianchi placed a manicured hand on the table, her bright green nail polish glowing. She loomed over the Byakuran. "Just make sure those crows don't come here."
"Of course." Byakuran answered her, but his voice didn't show that he was intimidated rather that he understood her. The crows were kind of like the yakuza. Once they stepped into a place, the atmosphere changed and people started to leave. It was bad for business. Plus, he didn't want his food poisoned on a later visit. Byakuran prided in himself for living as long as he did, because he knew which people he could mess with and avoided confrontations with people he shouldn't dare hassle.
"Enjoy your meal." The beautiful arachnid said sweetly, before walking off to handle other customers.
Not long after Bianchi had left him, Byakuran was visited by another. A blue haired man with a mismatched pair of eyes crept up to the kitsune's table. Without invitation the long haired male seated himself opposite of the lone creature. Crimson and blue irises focused on the white fox and a disdainful smile pulling at his lips. "I hear the crow tengu are after you."
"It is what everyone's talking about." Byakuran retorted as he greeted the newcomer with a bored expression. He then mirrored the other's contemptuous grin. "You would know how that is, wouldn't you, Mukuro-kun?"
The blue haired patron chuckled. "Kufufu. I'm not a stranger to Hibari's ideal threats."
"But you tried to take over as the leader of the crow tengu, didn't you?" reminded the fox. His lilaceous irises focused on the other with inspection. "I think that would be a higher offense than taking a few peaches."
"I nearly succeeded," Mukuro corrected with a hint of an impatient tone. "Don't worry; Hibari does keep a look out for me. Too bad that his crows get devoured before they can report back the news."
Byakuran snickered at this, but only because he knew what Mukuro truly was. His blue headed acquaintance was a bakeneko, a ghost cat. It only seemed natural that such a result would occur when cats and birds came in contact. However, Mukuro shouldn't be underestimated as an ordinary feline. Bakeneko had extraordinary abilities that any household cat would beg for, but most of their skills leaned toward deceit. Most bakeneko targeted influential figures in society, posing as a harmless cat, so that they can devour their gracious hosts and replace them. This was probably Mukuro's aim in attempting to occupy the crow tengu, since Hibari's clan was pretty ancient, still holding a lot of influence in today's government.
"But now I realized the crows aren't as powerful as I first perceived. After all, if their preying after humans now, they must be desperate for power." Mukuro added absentmindedly.
"Humans?" Byakuran questioned with a dash of interest.
"Just a while ago, I saw some of Hibari's crows abduct this human." The feline explained, frowning slightly.
The ivory headed kitsune sipped his tea apathetically, but curiosity ate at him. "Was there anything special with this human?"
"No. He was a mousy little thing." Mukuro responded with a lecherous smirk, remembering the appearance of the human in question. He wasn't bad looking, but he wasn't handsome either.
"Doesn't seem like Kyo-chan's style." Byakuran dismissed with a thoughtful expression. For a moment, the kitsune was distant as if considering something. However, his reverie was short. "But if you're not after Kyo-chan, then whose you're next victim?"
"Kufufu. Nosy aren't we?"
Byakuran pouted. "Don't be a tease, Mukuro-kun."
Finally, the bakeneko divulged his intended target. "An onmyouji."
For an instant the fox spirit was surprised by the other's answer, but it wasn't long before his sardonic attitude returned. "Isn't that hypocritical, Mukuro-kun? Criticizing Kyo-chan for attacking humans, when you're doing exactly the same thing?"
"They're completely different." The feline defended, folding his arms over his chest. "Although mortal, onmyouji have immense spiritual powers."
"Hmmm~" Byakuran hummed lightly with a spirited draw. "I can see how that would be useful to you, but I'm sure you're not going after a novice. A veteran practitioner knows his way around our tricks after all they've been exorcising creatures like us for centuries."
"Remember I'm not a novice, either." The cat assured confidently.
"Yep, you're a long way from that." The snowy haired kitsune acknowledged. Although, he had belittled Mukuro's attempt at conquering the crow tengu, it was not a simple feat. A yokai needed some kind of astonishing skill to live and tell about his bout with Hibari. Even he couldn't say he came out of the predicament unscathed, if it wasn't for Tsuna's help he wouldn't have survived.
"Master," An unenthusiastic cry came from an approaching boy. The boy had light colored green hair and matching eyes. His expression was dejected, despite how urgently he raced up to them. The creature was in human form, but Byakuran was well aware of the other's true form. The boy was a kappa, it was rare for them to be seen outside of bodies of water, but somehow Mukuro managed. "Ken escaped from his leash again."
"You were supposed to be watching him…" The blue haired man scolded the kappa, clawing his face with seemingly human nails, but the markings on the young boy's face looked as if he was cut by sharp blades.
"That hurts, Master." Remarked the green haired boy, but he showed no signs of pain. Actually, the kappa seemed quite relaxed, even with blazing scratches on his face.
Ignoring the act of violence, Byakuran questioned. "Ken? Your ookami acquaintance? He's seems pretty hard to tame."
"Not really…" The blue haired patron said coolly, trying not to lose face in front of the kitsune.
The green haired kappa turned to Byakuran, "No, he's always getting in the way. He keeps us all up at night, howling. He pees on the floor and chases after cars. If Ken wasn't so smitten with Master, he'll probably chase him, too."
"Fran..." Mukuro whispered crossly.
The clueless underling answered, "Yes, master."
The bakeneko demanded. "Bend over."
"You're not going to do anything perverted are you?" The kappa questioned, wary of the other. Byakuran grinned wickedly at the bravado of Fran and also the comedic punishment that would soon follow.
"Just do it, insolent child." Mukuro ordered impatiently.
Fran did what he was asked and suddenly his disguised was dropped, taking the form of a scaly, green creature with a turtle shell and webbed hands and feet. Water that filled the top of his head, spilled out on to the floor. Usually, when this happened to a kappa, they were virtually immobile. As expected Fran was frozen in his current position."Master, I can't move."
Discounting the kappa's dilemma, the bakeneko stood up from his seat and saying good bye to his vulpine associate. "Looks like I have to search for my lost wolf. Until next time."
"Bye." Byakuran said as he watched the cat walk away from his table, leaving his webbed footed companion to fend for himself.
"Master, you're not going to leave me like this." Fran pleaded to the blue haired male, but Mukuro had already left.
Having finished his meal, Byakuran decided to also part. "I guess I should get going, too."
"Fox-san, help me." The kappa turned to the snowy headed kitsune for aid.
"I'm afraid I can't, I'm kind of busy." Byakuran refused as he placed money on the table to cover the food and a bit extra to cover the mess. Without skipping a beat, he left the table and started for the exit. "See ya later."
Tsuna woke with a splitting headache, probably an aftershock from the blow to his head. His hands went up to hold his head as the painful throbbing started. When his ache subsided, he opened his eyes to his new surroundings. He was lying down in a room of tatami mats. The mats were on the floor, the ceiling and even the walls. There were no doors or windows, just a room. The brunette looked around bewildered wondering how he had been placed in a room with no way, seemingly, in or out.
The brunette found out his answer, when he heard something against the walls. The right wall began to move budge—no, only a piece of it. An outline of what appeared to be a door sliced though the wall. The door opened revealing another crow in a human form. Although the other's statue and countenance were daunting, Tsuna didn't feel as if this person meant him any harm. He seemed calmer than the other crows he encountered; perhaps it was the straw sticking out the side of his mouth or the purplish bruise on the side of his face that beckoned his sympathy.
"Sorry about this." The crow apologized, which surprised Tsuna. This morning the other crows had made it seem as if he had done some horrible crime and he deserved what was coming to him. "But our leader's orders are absolute."
"Well I shouldn't have butted in." Tsuna said with a rueful smile. Although, he knew helping Byakuran was giving him a ton of trouble, if he had the chance to do it over, Tsuna knew that every time he would probably help. That was just the person he was.
"What's going to happen to me?" Tsuna asked. He didn't want to know, personally. The situation seemed grimmer the longer he was awake. Here he was kidnapped by the crow tengu, marked as some criminal and trapped in this tatami prison. Knowing all this, it was difficult for the brunette to be positive.
The man looked down momentarily before he looked up, meeting the brunette's worried gaze. "That is up to our leader."
"Then I'll just explain the whole thing to him and maybe…" Tsuna began an optimistic thought but stopped himself. He already knew the answer. His grandfather had told him tales about people being "spirited away". People who were kidnapped by the yokai, never returned. The brunette knew his fate, even without asking. He was going to die. The leader was going have him killed and he would be another person that had gone missing. If his grandfather saw him now, he would be disappointed.
Kusakabe saw the human's distress, he felt guilty this had befallen Tsuna. However, there wasn't much they could do in proving the human's innocence and they were no closer to locating the kitsune. "Is there anything I can do? Are you hungry?"
Unless you can find Byakuran, so I can punch him… Tsuna thought bitterly. He was already on the second stage of coping with death, Anger. He sighed calming down. Being angry wouldn't help things and this person was trying to help. He smiled a little at Kusakabe. "I am hungry."
The older man promptly turned on his heels and leaving the cell. "I'll have something prepared."
Tsuna watched the other disappear through the camouflaged door. Once Kusakabe was gone, the human was alone with his own thoughts. Thanks to a meeting with a kitsune, he was now on death row or something like it. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever think he would be in a mess. He had lived a normal life, grew up with loving parents and he did okay in academics. After high school, he decided to go out into the workforce since he wasn't college material and got a menial job as a dishwasher at a restaurant. Speaking of which, he was probably missing his shift right now. His point was that things like this never happened to Average Joe like himself.
It wasn't long before Kusakabe had returned bringing a tray of food with him. Somehow the sight of good food lifted Tsuna's spirits a bit. The brunette ate earnestly, but his mind wandered. The food was delicious, but his impending doom placed a damper on the savory dish. However, the food helped him formulate an idea. He wasn't sure if it would work, but it was better to try something, instead of moping around in his cell.
It seemed the only way out was through that camouflaged door. Obviously, it wasn't possible to open it from his end, but if he could hold door ajar, he could escape. The brunette figured he could utilize the lacquered chopsticks that he used to eat with. It was a small enough utensil that Kusakabe wouldn't miss or notice its absence. Tsuna decided that he would implement his plan when Kusakabe left. He hoped his plan would work; it was the only thing he could think of.
Tsuna slipped the chopsticks into the back pocket of his pants, when the bruised crow returned for his empty dishes. "Is there anything else I could do?"
"Thank you for the meal. It was very delicious." The brunette shook his head softly. "I think I want to be alone."
Kusakabe nodded his head and headed out. Tsuna slowly came to his feet, his brown eyes set on the back of Kusakabe. He watched as the other opened the door and slipped through to the other side. As the door slowly closed behind him, the brunette crept quickly to catch the slither of a chance. The human raced over to the door, fumbling to get the chopsticks out from their hiding place. He dropped one on the floor but ignored it; the door was going to disappear into the wall if he stopped. In a split second, the brunette leapt forward extending the stick forward, praying his poor hand-eye coordination wouldn't rear its ugly head. The human crashed onto the floor roughly, making him ache, but he ignored the dulling pain to see if he had made it. His eyes looked up to the corner of the door and saw that the tool had succeeded. The lacquered stick was able to act as wedge, keeping the door for fully closing.
The brunette got to his knees, going back for second chopstick that had fallen and inserting it into the small creak he had made. With both sticks, he used them as a leverage to open the door wider. He pushed the door open enough for him to slip through. Tsuna's feet stepped into cool woodened floors of a long hallway. On each side of the walls were doors lined up. The uniform arrangement of the hallway gave the brunette the impression of a jailhouse, except the steels bars were replaced with wooden doors with numbers written on them. The brunette closed his cell behind him, hiding the evidence of his escape by placing the chopsticks back into his pants. He then softly walked along the hallway, the human was unsure of which direction he should go, but he was too frightened to stay in one place. He didn't want to get caught for being immobile. The brunette was cautious as he walked around, listening for sounds and footsteps. He was also careful enough not to make too much noise either. Somehow, the hall led him outside. The building he resided was separate from the main house that was in front of him.
In the distance was a large peach tree, larger than any one he had ever seen. The trunk and branches were dark, thick and strong. The flowers that was in full bloom seemed vibrant and delicate against the brawny bark and the peaches hidden within the petals of peach blossoms, looked juicy. He could feel his mouth water as he ogled one particular peach and he understood why so many were tempted to take from the tree, even if they would be assailed after. The tree had this otherworldly radiance, making the human believe that it actually could prolong one's life. It was unbelievable that such a magnificent thing could exist in the polluted metropolitan and still maintain its vivacity.
Tsuna snapped out of his spellbound trance as he felt something fall on top of his head. His eyes lifted upward in an attempt to see the same yellow bird that perched on top of his head. The bird then screeched. "He escaped! He escaped!"
It was a gut feeling that brought Byakuran back to the human's place. He had a feeling that Mukuro was speaking of Tsuna being abducted by the crows. He hid his suspicions from Mukuro only because the feline wasn't the most trustworthy. So, the fox spirit returned to poked around the human's dwelling. He noted the door was open upon his arrival, something humans normally didn't do. They kept their doors lock to prevent robberies and unwanted guests. He entered Tsuna's apartment and noticed that it was, in fact, deserted. The brunette's bed wasn't made nor was the extra futon, Byakuran had used the night before, placed away. The dishes they used the previous night were still in the sink. However, these trivial things didn't bring Byakuran to the conclusion of Tsuna's abduction. It was more plausible to assume that Tsuna could have been in a hurry and left all these things like this. He didn't seem like the tidiest human he's met.
It wasn't until the Reynard left the brunette's place that his suspicions were justified by an ebony feather he saw outside of the Tsuna's apartment. It wasn't an ordinary feather, this one was laced with a power that the fox spirit associated with the crows. They had definitely taken him.
"Tsunayoshi-kun is probably very angry with me." The kitsune remarked to himself as he twirled around the feather with his fingers.
If it was any other creature, they would ignore Tsuna's plight, but Byakuran was a kitsune and he belonged to very moralistic breed. Sure, their sense of values was not the same as humans, but abandoning someone who had helped them went against their moral code. It was bad manners, bad character. Byakuran figured that he would be punished by karma, severely, if he didn't lend a hand to the brunette.
"I guess there's no choice then," The white haired fox concluded as he went off toward Hibari's estate. "I'll have to pay Kyo-chan another visit."
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Tsuna rebuked himself as he ran away from a flock of crows and the small bird perched on his head, kept egging on its comrades. "Over here! Over here!"
Tsuna entered the main house in hopes of finding a place he could hide. He knew that he wouldn't be able to outrun them. He sucked at things that asked him to physically exert himself and he was really overdoing it today. The human leapt into a random room, closing the paper door shut behind him. He took a few breaths in to ease his burning lungs.
"Over her-" Finally, the brunette plucked the tiny nuisance from his mane, enclosing the creature within his hands. He stilled as he heard a group of thundering footsteps rush by and when they left, he thought he was safe.
"What are you doing here?" An authoritative voice inquired from behind him.
The brunette blanched as he twisted around slowly to meet the speaker. His large caramel eyes met an icy blue-gray gaze. An ebony haired man sat behind a large desk. To the human he looked like a human, just with power and a higher form of etiquette. Tsuna was stricken with speechlessness; he wasn't able to answer the man because he felt this overwhelming power from him. The force placed goose bumps on his skin and raised the hairs on his neck. What he felt was not simply hatred or anger, but blood lust. It was scary, how a person could ignite such fear in him. Given he was a scaredy cat at the best of times, but this was unlike anything he had felt.
The brunette's hands went slack allowing the yellow bird to fly out from his hands and go to the dark haired male. "Hibari! Hibari!"
A sinking feeling consumed Tsuna, when the feathered pest revealed the identity of the man. No wonder he was so afraid of the crow tengu leader, he was the one who ordered his abduction and now, held his life in the palm of his hands. There was something that told him to leave, that it was too dangerous for him to remain. The human spun around and went for the door. Before the brunette could even place his hand on the door, he felt Hibari's presence at his back and a pale hand was placed onto the door. "I asked you a question."
Chapter end
Notes (found simplified version on Wikipedia):
The four legendary beasts – I'm sure you heard of Suzaku, the Vermillion bird of the south, Seiryuu, the Azure dragon of the east, Byakko, the White Tiger of the west and lastly Genbu, the Black tortoise (and snake) of the north. In the center is the yellow dragon, Kouryou. They've been used a lot in Japanese pop culture, but were originally used as a Chinese constellation system.
Onmyouji – A kind of magician or wizard known for using divination and magic, but they are known for combating vengeful spirits especially in manga and anime. A famous onmyouji is Abe no Seimei, where a lot of media has been focused on him. It was also rumored that Abe no Seimei was the child of a kitsune and a human, which gave him supernatural powers.
Dango – Japanese dumplings made out of rice flour. They sometimes come in different assorted flavors like red bean, green tea or egg . Sometimes they are served with condiments such as syrup or sesame seeds.
The Spiderwoman and the waterfall – there are many variations of the story about the Spiderwoman at the Joren waterfall. I used the one, in which the Spiderwoman saved a man from drowning and was revered. However, the same tale has been told with Spiderwoman bewitching the men she comes in contact with and the men undergo some tragedy, whether drowning, never waking up again or being eaten.
Kappa- A type of water sprite with a humanoid appearance, they normally stay in bodies of water or by bridges. The kappa is rumored to eat human children and sometimes adults. There are two ways to stop a kappa, making him bow to spill the water from his head, immobilizing them or scaring them with fire.
Bakeneko- Literally meaning ghost cat, they are a shape shifter yokai that have very similar powers to a kitsune, except their main aim is taking a human's place in society. They also have been rumored to reanimate corpses or enter people's dreams.
Ookami- is the Japanese word for wolf, but also is used for the wolf spirit. They are benign creatures that are used to protect shrines or villages. Ookami are usually very hard to tame, but if one can they are loyal companions.
Tatami mat cell/room- The room Tsuna was imprisoned in, derived from a scene in XXXHolic: A Midsummer Night's Dream, in which the protagonist, Watanuki, is trying to find the bathroom in an elaborate estate and finds himself in such a room.
Author's note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'm so happy that this story is being well received. When I was beginning to write this story, I was so panicky about whether people would like it, but decided to publish it because I really wanted to write it (there's not enough 10027). So far, I see everyone is enjoying the idea. Thank you for the support and I hope I can continue to entertain you!