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FOREVER LOVE

Summary: This is Mikan's newest story about the romantic couple who have a new tale to tell with a little romance! A young girl meets a boy and decides to befriend him, but he's so cold and distant. The reason is... He has a hidden secret that he doesn't want Mikan to know...

Chapter Four: Forever Love (Part One)

"Oh, Youichi! I have a new story today, I think you might like it! Oh... Where is that little midget that's so cute..." Mikan mumbled, stomping through the halls because she'd had a really bad day. Jinno had given her a detention and extra homework.

It wasn't really fair to her, so telling Youichi a new story might calm her down. Mikan had looked everywhere, though. And she was just about to give up, she sat down near Natsume's room and sighed sadly. Would she ever tell him the story?

Then a cute face popped up.

"Hello, you called, Haggy waggy?" he said cutely, staring at Mikan and blinking his beautiful eyes at her, she looked at him and smiled, she loved his cute face! Then she figured out what he had said at the end of his sentence.

"HEY! Look here, you little shrimp! Just because you're cute doesn't mean I'll let you call me horrible names! Youichi, be nice!" Mikan cried out, pouting and folding her arms as her cute and small companion sat next to her and stared, then he poked her in the ribs.

"Hey, tell me a story. I'm bored and Natsume isn't here. Tell me now or my ghosts will behead you, haggy." Youichi said as Mikan turned pale and her eyes widened, she didn't like ghosts, they freaked her out! Youichi knew this, ofcourse, he just wanted to really scare her.

"Waaah! Okay! I'll tell you a new story! That's why Iwas looking for you, anyway. Hm... Ah! You might like this one! It's good, I think, but it's about a boy who befriends a girl and he..." Mikan started, but Youichi poked her again, and Mikan squealed.

She thought it was a ghost!

"Skip the prologue, I want the story, got it? Now then... Start story telling or I call out the Ghosts." Youichi said, and Mikan gulped, quickly nodding her head and smiling nervously. This kid was kinda freaky!

"Okay, okay! Erm... Let's start! But don't send out the ghosts! Okay, once upon a..." Mikan started as Youichi listened, and so the story begins...

THIS IS THE REAL STORY, PEOPLE...

There was once a young girl who always happy, and very beautiful. She liked everything about everyone, except one man named Shikaku. He was horrible and only liked girls for what they looked like and not their personality. He was also a bully.

Her name was Mikan, and she lived with her grandfather who was old and poor in a small cottage by a field with a river. Mikan was the kind hearted beauty of the village and every girl seemed to envy her, but Mikan thought she was plain and simple, and a little ditzy. Mikan went into the field every single day.

"Grandpa! I'm going to get some clean water! I'll be back in a minute!" Mikan called out, running from the cottage and out of the gate, she ran towards the large field and she climbed over the fence, running towards the river and dipping the bucket in. Mikan did this daily.

Mikan smiled as she did this, not noticing as someone climbed over the fence to follow her, he was grinning. This was Shikaku, and he was very tall, dark and handsome. Girls literally fell at his feet and men asked for tips on how to be like him. He was very popular, and having a pretty maiden by his side would make him even more popular.

2La, lalalalalalala. Lalalalal... Oh, the roses are blooming! I'll have to pick some!" Mikan sang happily, taking the bucket out of the water and standing up, smiling as she turned around. Shikaku greeted her with a (scary) grin, and Mikan suddenly dropped her bucket with a gasp of fright.

Shikaku frowned.

"Oh, Mikan, my dear. Is that a way to treat me? Your superior? Hhow impolite of you. Oh well, it's what I should have expected from a poor little maiden like yourself. You're rather clumsy." Shikaku said, scrunching up his nose as Mikan sighed and picked up the empty bucket. He was also terribly impolite.

"Oh, so sorry you Highness. I don't mean to be a poor little maid. Now excuse me, I have more water to collect, thanks to you." Mikan sighed, filling the bucket again and she started to walk away. Shikaku wasn't impressed with her behaviour.

"Hey, you may have a pretty face, but you are rather rude, miss. Luckily, I find you so beautiful, I'll ignore your sarcastic comment." Shikaku said, patting his hair and smiling. He was very vain. Mikan poked out her tongue in disgust. Shikaku didn't see because Mikan had her back to him.

"Thanks for the compliment, but I have to go, bye." Mikan said, walking faster carefully climbing over the fence, then she walked towards her house, looking at the ground and sighing. Shikaku was inconsiderate. She hated him as he was such a vile man.

Mikan knew where she was going, but she wasn't looking at what was in front of her. Then she bumped into someone and gasped, falling to the ground as the bucket of water fell onto her head and the person she had bumped into growled, some water had splashed on him aswell. Mikan slowly lifted the bucket over her eyes and blinked, staring at the person, he stared back then looked at the ground coldly.

"Oh my! Sir, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going and I never meant to get any water on you! Erm... Are you alright?" Mikan looked closely at him, and he snapped his head up as he glared at her, he stood up, wet and angry.

"Hmph! You should look where you're going, little girl! You're lucky I wasn't a cop!" he grumbled, walking away towards the field as Mikan stood up, dripping wet. She sighed and picked up her empty bucket once again. Now she needed to get more water. Would this day get any worse? Mikan went back to the river and collected more water, and she then took it back to her Cottage and went to check on her Grandpa, he wasn't pleased with her lateness of his water. But he forgave her.

Mikan made tea and cakes, she looked after her Grandfather full time because he was ill. Mikan was only 15.

Mikan was always smiling and she never failed to be happy, but Shikaku tried to make her sad once. He didn't suceed. Mikan hummed, and she suddenly thought of the boy she had bumped into. He was very handsome. But he was also cold.

Why was she thinking of him? It wasn't normal to think of a boy she barely knew, so she merely shrugged it off and tried not to think of him. But it was kind of hard. Mikan sighed and put down her knife, she had recently been chopping vegetables, but she had stopped. She put all the vegetables on a plate and she threw a towel over it so that no flies would conyaminate it.

Mikan put some cakes in a small basket and she cheked on her Grandfather, he was asleep so she would quickly go out. Mikan silently left the cottage and walked towards the field. Thank goodness, Shikaku wasn't anywhere in sight. She breathed a sigh of relief and climbed over the fence, running towards the river. She looked around, she was sure she had seen him run that way.

Mikan sighed and sat on the ground. She did want to see him, but she didn't know why. Maybe he would like to be her friend? She hoped so. Mikan pouted and put her basket down, staring into the river and dipping her hand in it. Now she was bored!

Mikan was a bout to go and finish off making the dinner, but then she heard a slight rustle, she looked around. Then she heard it again, and figured that it was coming from above her. Mikan looked up and stared. The tree above was moving! She gasped, thinking it was a ghost.

Then a foot popped out, and another. Then a boy jumped out of the tree and stared at her, he looked familiar, raven black hair, crimson eyes and a cold stare... It was the boy! Mikan stared at him as her mouth fell open, he just stared at her with those cold eyes.

"Where are you going? Don't you have a reason for staying here?" he asked, and Mikan blinked. She then smiled because she couldn't really help it, He was a very handsome boy, but rather cold. She stared at him for a few more minutes then bit her lip.

She was speechless.

"Erm, er... I-I, er..." she was stammering, the boy frowned and walked over to her. Mikan stared at him as he raised an eyebrow. He wasn't very patient, he shook his head and gave her a really cold look.

"Come on, spit it out" I haven't got all day, you know! I have a brother at home to take care of!" Natsume snapped, surprising Mikan as she took a step back and turned her head away. She felt like a fool, not saying anything.

"Is his brother me? I hope so," - Youichi

"Yes, it's you. Now let me continue, Mini-You. It's annoying when you interrupt me," - Mikan.

"That's why I do it, Haggy." - Youichi.

"..." - Mikan.

"Oh, sorry... These are for you!" Mikan suddenly cried out, holding the basket in front of her and closing her eyes. She was hoping he would just leave, but when she opened her eyes, she saw that he was staring at her in surprise.

She stared back, blimnking. They stared at each other for a minute, then he sweatdropped.

"Er... Thanks? What are they for, and why are you giving them to me?" he asked as he took the basket and looked at the cakes as Mikan smiled and put her hands behind her back. Natsume stared up at her and raised an eyebrow in questioning.

"They're cakes! I made them myself and I made one too many, plus, you and I have never met. I thought it would be nice, are you new?" Mikan asked, smiling politely as he stared at her then looked down at the cakes.

"Thanks... I guess. And yeah, I'm new. Tha last town I was from, they didn't think so much of me. I didn't know people from here exactly cared, I liked that. But you must be a really loud girl. Still... Thanks." Natsume said, sitting on the grass as Mikan bit her lip. She was lost for conversation.

"You are welcome. I'm Mikan, by the way. I live in a cottage nearby with my grandfather, I'm 15!" Mikan said happily as Natsume stared at the weird maiden. At least she made an attempt at being nice. Her smile seemed to give him an headache. He leaned back and stared at her.

"I'm Natsume. I live in the town near this jerk, Shikaku. He's annoying and is always looking at himself. Oh yeah, I'm 16. Aren't you kinda young?" Natsume asked, scrunching up his nose as Mikan tilted her head, and she smiled even more brightly. She thought he looked cute like that!

"I know him! Shikaku is so vain, he thinks big of himself all the time, and he is SO rude! But he wants to marry me because he says I'm pretty! I don't think I'm pretty at all, I'm just plain. Oh, don't scrunch up your nose, it doesn't look cute!" Mikan lied, smiling and standing up and tucking her hair behind her ears. He stared at her as she stared at the river.

Had she said he was cute? She looked back down at him and her eyes shined then lit up brightly like her smile. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, maybe she wouldn't care about his hidden secret? No, she would freak out, like all those other girls and boys he had thought were his close friends. He would just scare her off.

Natsume sighed as she watched the water flow and ripple calmly. Both of them felt at peace with the long silence, Mikan couldn't help but look at him, though. He was just too cute! Mikan really wanted to be his friend more than anything.

"Hey, Natsume? Do you have any friends here? If you already do, would you still be my friend? I want teo get to know you!" Mikan smiled as the wind blew through her hair and he looked up, shrugging. He didn't really care. She would be just like the others, he had a felling she would.

Mikan sat next to him again and stared at his face as he watched the river flow. Unknown to them, Shikaku was watching and his teeth were grinding together as he saw Mikan's lovely smile. Why didn't she ever smile around him like that? He punched the tree he was hiding behind angrily.

"How DARE that cold hearted little boy mussle in on my property! He has no respect, and that smile is meant for me and me only! I won't let him win Mikan's heart!" Shikaku yelled out, walking away in anger amd kicking the grass and tree's or the flowers. He wasn't happy.

Mikan though, was. (happy). Mikan and Natsume were talking, mainly Mikan, and she was smiling happily, her eyes shining brightly as she stared at him. Then Mikan stood up and stretched, it was also time to go. Natsume also stood up and shoved his hands in his pockets, Mikan smiled.

"Well, see yoyu again, Natsume! I may come round to your place one time when I'm in the market to visit. Bye! Mikan said, ready to walk off as she waved and smiled when Natsume grabbed her wrist and she turmned around, blinking. He held up the basket.

"Hey... Thanks again, for the cakes. I'll return the basket when I see you again. Bye." Natsume mumbled, and Mikan smiled, she had opened her mouth, about to say something when a sudden scream of delight stopped her and a small kid ran towards them, and he screamed again.

"AIYEEEEEEEEEEE! NATSUME, LOOOOOOK... OOOOOUT!" the silver haired kid yelled, running towards them and suddenly bumping into Mikan, who gasped as she wobbled and suddenly fell backwards, heading towards the river.

She screamed, when Natsume suddenly grabbed hold of her arm and tried to stop her from falling, but he suddenly fell with her aswell, much to the childs delight. He was laughing his head off as Mikan and Natsume fell into the lake, Natsume's arms accidentally wrapped around Mikan. Mikan and Natsume's head broke the surface of the water, Natsume looked angry as he held onto Mikan, and his companion looked confused, but giggly as she held onto him.

"YOUICHI! Why on earth did you do that! You little shrimp, you're so gonna get it!" Natsume yelled, as Mikan tried to get up but ended up falling back into the water again and giggeling madly as Youichi laughed and Natsume seethed, he helped Mikan up and out of the river. She was still laughing.

"Natsume doesn't call me a shrimp, you're just being evil," - Youichi.

"Yeah, I am evil, but this is my story and I'll do what I like to it. Now shut up!" - Mikan.

"Hey, Natsume, you and your girlfriend look all washed up!" Youichi yelled, grinning as Mikan blushed and tried to dry out her dress and hair, Natsume was glaring at the cujte little kid, folding his arms and trying not to turn red, luckily, he didn't.

"She is not my girlfriend! She's just a girl who is a friend! Now, Youichi, it's time to go. See you Mikan, sorry about my brother pushing you..." Natsume said, taking his brothers hand and walking away as Mikan stared, then waved as he walked. Youichi stared over his shoulder at her. He waved back and she smiled as he looked away.

Mikan put her hand down and held it near her heat as she looked down at the ground and smiled smally and blushed a little, she sighed then looked at Natsume and Youichi walking away. The wind blew throught her hair and she closed her eyes. Then she snapped her head up and gasped, she was so late!

Mikan suddenly broke into a run towards the gate, and it was hard in her dress which was wet and heavy due to soaking up too much water. She jumped over the gate and ran towards her cottage, then she quickly changed and dried herself, setting out her clothes to dry.

Mikan checked on her grandfather, he was still asleep, so she was lucky. Mikan breathed a sigh of relief and then started on the dinner and made some more tea. She then took some medicine up to her grandfather along with his dinner and tea, and she set it next to him.

"Here Grandpa, eat up when you awaken. Bye," Mikan whispered, blowing a kiss over to her grandfather, then she walked out of his room and into the kitchen. Mikan sighed and sat down at the table, looking at it sadly. Life was tough now that her grandfather was ill, but Mikan still put on a brave face and kept them on their feet.

Shikaku didn't really help at all, he was always criticising her and looking down at the way she lived, but he always seemed to mention her looks in every conversation. He was so annoying and never let her have any peace. Mikan hated him, but she couldn't say that. She was too kind and sensitive to be that mean.

Mikan looked out of the window then and saw some cherry blossoms falling from the cherry tree that her mother used to sit under, the day she had found out that she was having ababy girl. Mikan smiled to herself, that tree had always been there sonce before her grandfather was even born. Mikan loved it, she used to climb it when she was a little girl and play around it with her friends. But she was also afraid of it. Mikan had stopped climbing it when she found out that her mother had died from falling out of a tree in a terrible thunderstorm.

Mikan tightened her hands into fists as she stared at the wooden table, tears forming in her eyes and making everything go blurry. Thinking of her mother made her cry, she missed her so much. She was scared of climbing tree's and sometimes even sitting under them. But that Sakura tree had memories, it had her parents initials carved on it, and other peoples. One day, she hoped to have her name carved on it with another persons initials next to hers.

But she couldn't help but cry, thinking of her mother and how she had died, it made her feel very sad. She put her hands over her face as she cried, her shoulders shaking. It scared her to think that she might fall from a tree and die, never getting to fall in love, but she missed her mom so much.

Mikan looked up slowly as tears rolled down her cheeks, then there was a knock at the door. Mikan wondered who it was, so she walked towards the window and pulled back the curtain and looked out of it. Standing in front of the door with a mirror in his hand, was Shikaku.

Mikan groaned in disgust and rolled her eyes, wiping away her tears quickly with her handkerchief as she walked towards the door, thinking about opening the door or not. Mikan didn't really want to (who would?), but it would be terribly rude to ignore him. Mikan sighed and slowly, and very reluctantly, she opened the door.

Shikaku grinned when he saw her, and barged right in, Mikan rolled her eyes again as she closed the door, staring at Shikaku in anger and gloom as she folded her arms. She really hated the baka!

"Please, come right in. Hello, Shikaku, what are you doing here I don't really recall inviting you here or saying you could visit me and strut around, like you own everything. You must have a pretty good reason to why you are here. Hm?" Mikan said as she folded her arms and walked after Shikaku. He was looking around and scrunching up his nose, making him uglier. Mikan would never point that out to him. Mikan knew that he disagreed with the house, no matter how clean it was. Shikaku was a very criticising person, especially towards Mikan.

"I came to see you so-called-cottage. It's an absolute disgrace and drag on your reputation. Huh, such a pretty girl, such a poor life. At least I have come to make it all better! Mikan, I came to ask for your fair hand in marriage," Shikaku asked, grinning as Mikan stared at him and gasped, her handkerchief fell to the ground which Shikaku ignored. He grinned again, thinking she was flattered and lost for words. Well, she wasn't exactly flattered. More baffeled at his courage.

"Er... Shikaku, I, I don't know... Erm..." Mikan started, a hand on her face as she stared at the ground. She wanted to say no, but she couldn't, could she? Mikan looked up at Shikaku, who was grinning like a chesire cat with arms folded and human legs. Mikan slowly picked up her handkerchief and stared at it. Then she clutched it tightly in her hand.

She thought of a reason to say yes to him. He was rude and inconsiderate. He never respected anyone but himself. He was vain, he didn't help, he hated kids and anyone else who wasn't as handsome as him. He only liked her for looks, and not heart. He disagreed with whatever she said, he thought he was superior. He was dark, cold. He had nothing she liked in him. He hadn't even picked up her handkerchief, which is what a man would do for someone he truly loved. He had no heart.

Mikan looked up and all she saw was nothing. Then Natsume came into her mond. He was nice, different. He was better than Shikaku, and she knew it. She clutched the handkerchief tighter in her hand.

"Shikaku... No, no. I can't marry you, what am I saying? I will never marry you! You aren't right for me, I don't love you, I never will. You're too rude and inconsiderate. Like you say, such a pretty girl, such a poor life. But for you... Heh, Such a handsome boy... Such a stuck up snob." Mikan said as he stared at her, and she smiled. He was in shock! No one had talked back to him or said no before.

He then glared at her and turned away. He hated losing to her. He was really angry now.

"That... That boy! Natsume Hyuuga, he's been filling your head with blatent lies, yeah. He's made you turn into a little witch! The real Mikan would never say no to me! She would do as I wish, like a good little girl! She would never talk back, not to anyone!" Shikaku yelled, but Mikan slapped him across the face, and he stumbled back in surprise as her eyes darkened and she glared at him.

No girl had slapped him before. He stared at her in utter horror as her hand fell to her side.

"Natsume has nothing to do with this. I am not a witch, and I would never say yes to your stupid proposal, the answer is final. Shikaku, I don't think you, nor this town, have realised yet, but I am no longer a child, I'm a young woman who wants a life. A life where I am free, a life without you to boss me around. Now please... Go, Shikaku. I don't want to see you here again, do you hear me?" Mikan whispered, turning away as Shikaku stared at her, then his eyes darkened as he straightened up and headed towards the door.

He turned to look at Mikan and smiled, cruely.

"Hm, you've made a terrible mistake, Mikan Sakura. I will have my revenge on you for saying no to my proposal. You will be begging on you hands and knee's to marry me once I've finished with you. Goodbye, little, stupid girl." Shikaku hissed coldly, walking out of the house and slamming the door behind him as Mikan blinked, then fell on her knee's. Her whole body was shaking as she stared at the door, eyes widened.

Mikan felt scared, was Shikaku going to hurt her? She didn't mind, as long as everyone else was alright. Mikan stood up then sat at the table for an hour or more, then she decided to eat her dinner in silence before going to bed...

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Mikan was walking through the town market, smiling and waving to people as she bought daily food and cloth. She then saw Shikaku's house on one side of the market, and a farm next to it. There was a silver haired boy in the farm yard playing with a puppy. Mikan smiled and ran over, deciding to greet them.

"Hi, Youichi! Is Natsume in?" Mikan called out happily as she stopped at the gate and smiled at Youichi, who nodded and opened the gate for her. Mikan smiled brightly as he ran off to get his brother. Mikan fussed the puppy and laughed as it licked her and ran around her. Youichi ran to the door and cupped his hands around his mouth.

"Hey, Natsume Hyuuga! You G-I-R-L-F-R-I-E-N-D is here! Kissy kissy, awww..." Youichi yelled out for the whole world to hear, laughing and running around as Natsume came out, Newspaper and a shoe at arm to throw and hit Youichi with when he found the kid. He then caught sight of Mikan, who stood up from fussing the puppy and she smiled brightly, walking towards him. Natsume was trying REALLY hard to ignore the kissing noises that Youichi was making behind him.

"Hey, how are you?" Mikan asked as Natsume shrugged and threw the shoe over his shoulder, managing to hit Youichi on the head with perfect aim, hearing the kid yell "OW!" loudly and a really rude word censored, that stopped the kissing noises. Natsume sighed, then shrugged again.

"Er... Okay, I guess. How about you, I saw Shikaku go and visit a few days ago. He came out of you cottage like thunder," Natsume said as Mikan bit her lip and stared at the ground. She was trying to forget that. Natsume noticed as she smiled up at him brightly. He had a headache! (Smiles give you headaches when you are around Mikan Sakura...)

"Oh, sorry... Well... I'll get you basket and... You'll be off, right?" Natsume asked, and Mikan stared at him, then nodded and smiled a little as he gave her a nod, then ran into the house and picked up her basket, he returned outside and handed it to her as she smiled and thanked him, he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Thank you... You know, when I first met you, you seemed so cold and un-caring, but... but now that you're my friend and that I've got to know you better, I find that you're sweet and kind. You just seem to hide it alot. You know, one day, I want to make you smile. Bye, Natsume," Mikan said, and she turned around as she walked away, lookinh over her shoulder and waving. Then she walked down the market, back to her little cottage. Youichi tugged Natsume's jumped sleeve.

"Why do you look so emotionless? She wants to be your friend, and you cut her out like paper. You act like you don't care! I can not believe you..." Youichi mumbled as Natsume stared at his brother and sighed, turning and walking into the house as Youichi stared, then shook his head and walked off to the puppy to play.

Natsume stood at the window and sighed, watching Mikan walk away, smiling and waving to people, her smile always shining. She was so friendly.

"I only act this way because I don't want her to find out, I want her to think I'm normal. She'll be safe if I don't give it away, or she'll just run, like the others who I thought were my friends..." Natsume said to himself sadly as he watched her walk away. Sadly, he turned around, unknowing to him that Shikaku had heard everything because he was spying, and he grinned. He could use it as evidence...

"Hey! Why did you stop?" Youichi asked as Mikan stood up and stared at him, she was getting very uncomfertable sitting on the cold lino, and she had to do her homework and detention, but she would ignore them. Youichi glared up at her.

"I have to do some important homework, Youichi, and I want to go to Central Town today, so I'll need to dig up Natsume, plus, Hotaru wants to meet me for something mildly important.I'm pretty much booked, Youichi. So..." Mikan looked down at the sweet buy as he arched an eyebrow in slight amusement and mostly disappointment.

"Ooooh, Mikan, I thought a word like Mildly would be too hard for the likes of you. Did Hotaru teach you it? Or possibly Yuu-Chan? How long did it take to learn it, Mikan?" Youichi said cheekily, sticking his thumb in his mouth as Mikan glared at him, stomping a foot.

"No! Youichi, I am busy! I will finish the rest of the story tomorrow, but until then... To be Continued!" Mikan cried out, stomping off as Youichi blinked, then Natsume's door opened behind him and Youichi looked up cutely with his thumb in his mouth as he stared at his Onii-San.

"That was rather interessting, I kinda liked that one. Too bad it was postphoned." Natsume said, sighing as Youichi nodded and held onto Natsume's hand tightly, thumb in his mouth adorably as they walked down the halls and through the grounds.

"So... Where will she tell her story next, Youichi? Any ideas?" Natsume asked, and Youichi shrugged then gave a small nod and took his thumb out of his mouth to speak in his cute little voice. (I have an obsession of making Youichi cute!)

"I'll make her tell it here. At least it will be comfy. I don't like sitting on lino or stone, it's hard and cold, my butt hurts. Oh yeah... She's looking for you." Youichi said as Natsume nodded, and they started to walk off to find the idiot Mikan so she would go Central town...

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Oooooh, Cliffy! So, how was it? Good, bad? Mild-ish? Sorry it took so long but I wrote it out on paper on holiday and it's taken me three days to put it up here! Me and my sis share a computer so it's hard, really. I also live in England, and it's 12:05 am in the morning now. Please Review and say good things, nice things... This is long so don't sleep through it! THANKS!

Blue -Niagra

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