I hadn't planned on posting a chapter but today in Japan is National cats' day so...~ XD
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Dina Sana : Kuroo is adorkable when in love, isn't he~?
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HAIKYUU! : BEAUTIFUL DISASTER
CHAPTER IX : Trust-Break
"There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds."
— Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss
'Isn't it exhausting?'
'What?'
'Keeping people out.'
— K.A. Tucker, Ten Tiny Breaths Lol
"I admit that for me love goes deeper than the struggle, or maybe what I mean is, love is the deeper struggle."
— Julia Alvarez, In the Time of the Butterflies
"I'm not sure anybody ever gets completely over their first love, and that still rankles. Part of me still wants to know what was wrong with me. What I was lacking."
— Stephen King, Joyland
"Probably the Biggest Insight…is that Happiness is not just a place, but also a process…"
— Ed Diener
"However, I've learned that the heart can't be told when and who and how it should love. The heart does whatever the hell it wants to do. The only thing we can control is whether we give our lives and our minds the chance to catch up to our hearts."
— Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday
"It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me."
— Sylvia Plath
"Maybe you're desperate for love. Always have been in your life. But you've been distrustful of people. Is there anything about them that scares us, that's dangerous, that's going to hurt us? Because a lot of people are frightened to death of love."
— Marlon Brando, Listen to Me Marlon
"Undeniable chemistry and horrific timing. They love each other."
― Darnell Lamont Walker
"Somehow the silence seemed to connect us in a way like words never could."
— Flipped (2010), Dir. Rob Reiner
"We have a history, she and I."
— Unknown
"We fail and sigh,
and come back
for another try."
— Bruce Adler
"I call her the devil cause she makes me wanna sin. And every time she knocks, I can't help but let her in…"
— Unknown
"For just a bunch of atoms and cells we really are problematic and complex."
— Sophia Carey
"Holding people away from you, and denying yourself love, that doesn't make you strong. If anything, it makes you weaker. Because you're doing it out of fear."
— Sarah Dessen
"I'm scared as hell to want you. But here I am, wanting you anyway."
— "Crash Into Me, Part Two." Grey's Anatomy
"The more she likes me, the more closed off she becomes. The more sarcasm she inflicts on me. Vulnerability makes her feel weak."
— Colleen Hoover and Tarryn Fisher, Never Never
"Don't let fear turn you into a monster of self-destruction."
— Unknown
In the end, by the time practice was over, Akane was gone. Kiku explained that she had needed to go for work and couldn't stay. Tetsurou hid very well his emotions, just shrugging it off before going to take a shower. Disappointment not to see her again, or talk to her again, or continue their flirting from earlier. Jealousy she was going to show her body to an entire room full of perverts drunken of her sight. Annoyance to not know if it really was a tattoo on her back.
A heavy heart from all of this and because he didn't want to admit how much he felt, too much, he just followed the others. Bokuto was ecstatic that Kuroo had (finally) admitted his love for Akane– JUST a crush, but Tetsurou was totally ignored while Bokuto went on and on. By the time of dinner, Ayaka knew and was messaging him, congratulating him (it was just a crush, they weren't getting married, damn it), Akaashi as well messaged him, wishing him good luck (he wasn't wrong and Tetsurou was grateful for the thoughtful attention), the former third-years of Fukurodani somehow heard about it (he totally blamed Ayaka and Bokuto), then his former teammates of Nekoma, then all of Nekoma and especially Kenma, who all somehow ended up saying "finally" or "took you long enough!" or "I'm happy for you!" (since when had he been crushing on her for everyone to apparently know before him?).
"Oi, are you going to keep telling everyone about it?" He mumbled to Bokuto, after an annoyingly long message from Lev.
"But I'm so glad! You're finally getting over Kohaku!" Bokuto exclaimed happily.
Tetsurou froze then he forced his muscles to relax. It was so fast that no one except Bokuto noticed. As usual, the owl had sharp eyes at the wrong times. Tetsurou ignored his worried, long staring, slowly letting his phone down.
"Ah, yeah. Maybe." He said without looking at Bokuto.
The former Captain of Fukurodani stared at him. Kuroo laid down on his futon.
"I'm going to sleep, this first day was exhausting." He mumbled, closing his eyes and pretending to be off to sleep.
"…Okay, good night."
Tetsurou tried to sleep, and he thought that the reason why he couldn't was because of the lights and noise around but when everyone went to sleep and the lights were off, he opened his eyes staring at the darkness surrounding him. He turned on his back and started telling himself all the chemical elements of periodic table – it always helped him sleep. But he could only focus on one or two elements before his mind wandered, on Akane and…
"You're finally getting over Kohaku!"
"I know you still have Kohaku-chan on your mind, but you told me you were over her."
Right, the last time he had ended up with a crush on someone, dating someone, she had ended up breaking his heart and trust. Minamoto Kohaku, a proud, fiery girl he got curious about in his second-year of high-school. Because she was so different from the others and had spurt his interest, he had asked her out and she had said yes. At first, no one seemed to really expect them to last, especially not the two of them, but they did. It was good and happy what they had – they were discovering dating, new sensations, new feelings, each other… but after a few months, Kohaku just closed herself from him. She wouldn't talk, she wouldn't smile, she was like a ghost of herself – he tried to be open, understanding, to get her to trust him but slowly, the distance grew. Their hearts didn't work anymore for their couple, the only thing they had was the time they spent in bed on the week-end. More distance, less talking, more sex, less feelings. They didn't even get bored of it, they just got… numb about it all. Then, one day, when Kohaku became disagreeable to Kenma, Tetsurou just snapped. They broke up and she disappeared for days. That was when he found out the truth she had been hiding for months: her parents were divorcing and she had decided to keep it all to herself. He had trusted her with his heart, but she hadn't done the same. She broke his trust and heart and went away to another prefecture without even looking back and thinking on the consequences on his heart. For almost an entire year, he could barely consider dating or touching another girl. It was only after one quickie with a girl who had been desperately trying to get to date him that he realized that even if he didn't love whoever he was with, he could still have his way with girls. His broken heart got a little less broken, it was fixed, harder and he swore to never fall in love again.
And now he was crushing on Saito Akane of all people…
What a fool… He thought to himself, covering his eyes with his forearm.
Even if his mind constantly drifted back to Akane, the following days were surprisingly relaxing. As relaxing as an intensive volleyball training camp could get at least. But he didn't have to study (too much), he didn't have to think about Akane (that much), he got some good manly time with his friends… All in all, it was only a good time.
"Are you going to ask her out?" Bokuto asked on the final day of the training camp.
Busy drinking water, Kuroo didn't even realize he was addressing to him until everyone else turned to him curiously.
"What?" He let out, blinking.
"Are you going to ask Akane out? That'd be cool if we could go on double dates – triple dates when Iwaizumi is here with Kiku! Quadruple dates when Oikawa will admit his love for um… someone, y'know! And… what's the word after 'quadruple'?" Bokuto asked curiously, turning towards the others.
"It's quintuple, idiot. And hell! I'm not going to ask her out! Are you crazy?! She'd laugh at me, and then she'll rip my eyes out for even thinking it!" Kuroo exclaimed, holding back a laugh at the stupid idea.
"But you love her! You should show her your feelings for her! Then, you'll live happily ever after, like Ayaka and I!"
"I admire your positivity, and your will to offer us all happily ever after… but that's never going to happen. Not with Akane, not with anyone. I have no intention of dating or getting serious with anyone – and I might have a stupid crush on Akane but that's it! It's not like she'd be interested in happily ever after with me, anyway. Or even have a crush on me – she hates me!"
"…Denial is your forte, isn't it?" Oikawa said, sounding sad for Kuroo.
"You're the only one who doesn't get to tell me that," Kuroo replied with a hard voice.
The setter startled guiltily, glancing away from the others, and mostly, Ushijima. Bokuto stared straight at Kuroo, looking incredibly serious:
"Denial is your forte!"
"You don't have to repeat it just because you're someone else." Kuroo mumbled, frowning.
Bokuto opened his lips but Iwaizumi spoke up:
"Let him breath, if he doesn't want to date then it's his problem. It's his own life, just respect his choices."
"But… you could be a thousand times happier if you were dating the woman you love…" Bokuto mumbled.
"I don't disagree with that," Iwaizumi said with a smile, "But everyone evolves differently and needs time to come to terms with his feelings and then act upon it."
Oikawa coughed loudly.
"That you know very well, considering how long it took you to act on your feelings for Kiku-chan." He remarked slyly.
Iwaizumi glared at him before deciding to ignore his friend, pointing his water bottle at Kuroo and Bokuto:
"Let Kuroo decide on his own what's best for him, and Akane. And you, at least try to consider the possibility. Stop running away from your feelings and face them head-on! Deciding that it's impossible before even trying is just cowardice."
"Well said, Iwa-chan!"
Before Kuroo could answer, a happy and chirping voice resonated, attracting everyone's attention at the entrance where Kiku was waving at them.
"Kiku!" Hajime exclaimed, going to his girlfriend while she was already surrounded by the senpais.
In the time of a few days, because she couldn't see her boyfriend any other way, she would appear everyday at the end of practice with cookies or cakes baked for the team – that was the main reason why everyone adored her so much, also she was too kind for her own good and it was hard not to get attached to her. While everyone flocked around Kiku and her cookies, Kuroo remained behind, looking down at the floor thoughtfully.
"Maybe I'm just a coward, then…" He mumbled to himself.
Bokuto glanced over his shoulder when he realized that Kuroo wasn't following the group. He glanced at the cookies then went back next to Kuroo, sitting down next to him.
"Are you scared of getting serious with Akane because of what happened with Kohaku years ago?"
"It was only a year or so ago, don't make it sound like it was a lifetime ago and… yeah. I don't want to go through the same thing. It's too hard."
Bokuto seemed to ponder these words before crossing his arms over his wide chest:
"I don't really get it, because I'm just so happy with Ayaka, I can't imagine what sort of heartbreak you went through…"
His voice trailed off then he shook his head:
"No, it wasn't heartbreak– it was trust-break."
Kuroo frowned lightly, looking at him as he explained himself:
"You didn't love Kohaku, you were with her and was a little infatuated with her but that was it. You weren't in love, it wasn't love at all. You're just hurt that you trusted her but she didn't – and be honest with me, but except your friends from before Kohaku… like Kenma, Nekoma, me… have you trusted anyone since then? And I'm not talking about dating but really tried to get close to someone, even just as a friend?"
Tetsurou didn't answer, just staring at his feet and hands hanging from where they rested on his knees. After Kohaku, he just focused on high-school, he already knew a lot of people and there was no need to try to get to know anyone, to trust anyone he didn't know yet. Then, the university but… except Akane that he re-discovered in a new light… he didn't get close to anyone. He had only one contact in his phone and it was only for a science project done weeks ago. He vaguely knew the others' names, he talked a little with them to be polite, but… he was closing off from everyone who tried to befriend him. Even on the team, even if he had vaguely befriended Ushijima, Oikawa and Iwaizumi, it was mostly because Bokuto had decided to keep them all together.
He sighed deeply, annoyingly, and Bokuto couldn't help but smile lightly – not because he was glad that his friend felt this way, but because he knew he was right and that Kuroo was slowly realizing it.
"I hate it when you're like that…" Kuroo mumbled, frowning to himself.
Bokuto laughed loudly, patting his back and almost throwing him off the bench and causing his lungs to collapse in his chest. Kuroo glared at him but Bokuto stood up, showing him his hand:
"Come on, let's go get some cookies!"
Kuroo couldn't help but smile, taking his hand as he pulled him up and following Bokuto to the others.
With the end of the training camp came another very expected moment.
"Arhem, so…" Coach Nakagaichi started, "After this week's training camp and the results you have shown since high-school, we decided of the line-up and regulars for the next competitions. I'll start with the category Junior of the under 21 years old – you'll only have one competition this year: the FIVB Volleyball Men's U21 World Championship."
The younger ones swallowed hard – the FIVB Volleyball Men's U21 World Championship was the world championship of volleyball for male players under the age of 21 organized by the Fédération Internationale de Volleyball (FIVB). It only occurred every two years. The category above the Junior was the U23 and then, the Senior team. The ultimate team they all dreamt of going to. If they didn't get any injury, if they kept showing results, it was the dreamt path for any professional volleyball athlete: Youth team U19, Junior team U21, team U23 and finally the seniors.
Among the younger ones who might hope to get on the Junior team, only Ushijima and another guy had gone on the Youth team together. It was almost already decided they'd be on the Junior team. But for all the others… they were feeling all the nerves of their bodies at the ready.
As expected, the new Captain and Vice-Captain and another player, all three had been on the Junior team for the last three years received their jerseys and one by one the players got called. Many players of the Junior team had moved to the U23 category. Some, who hadn't been part of the regulars the previous years hoped they'd be chosen this year. Some prayed they might have a chance to prove their worth even if they were young and mostly unexperienced.
"Ushijima."
He barely reacted, he barely showed any emotion but his eyes shone so brightly that Bokuto couldn't help but smile at his happiness. Oikawa looked away, keeping his lips thin and Iwaizumi lowered his gaze at the ground. Kuroo kept his gaze fixated, trying not to dwell on the names that were being called. All four of them felt the same: bitterness Ushijima was chosen, fear they might not, joy for him that his skills and power were recognized. Well, in Oikawa and Iwaizumi's cases, they felt even more conflicted because of their past with Ushijima.
Ushijima received his jersey, bowing thankfully before joining the rest of the U21 – just seven more players and they probably wouldn't even be part of the regulars, but maybe–
"Oikawa." Nakagaichi called.
Oikawa startled, looking up with wide eyes, not believing his name had just been called. His heart started beating wildly, shock frozen until Iwaizumi, smirking, hit his back, pushing him forward. Tears of joy shone in his eyes but he held them back as he received his jersey with the number fourteen. His new favorite number.
"You might want to go and push Iwaizumi forward the way he just did for you," the coach added with a smirk.
It was Iwaizumi's turn to be shock-frozen, Oikawa turned around to him with a huge grin. Iwaizumi wasn't quite sure how his steps took him to the coach but he received his jersey – fifteen. They walked over to Ushijima and the rest of the U23, stars in their eyes and hearts beating wildly. The childhood friends fist-bumped, proud of their accomplishments, to be part of the National team in the Junior category, to be together, to make their dream come true… Memories of their childhood, training in their backyard for volleyball, the children team, Kitagawa DaiIchi, Aoba Jousai and now… Junior team.
"Bokuto."
He startled but immediately grinned, pride surging within him and sparkling everywhere around. He ran over to the coach, receiving his jersey and blinking at the number, feeling like fate had accomplished some amazing deed–
Nakagaichi coughed a little before adding discreetly:
"A certain someone had a suggestion for your jersey number."
Ah. Not fate, or fate was called Kanemoto Ayaka. Still, Koutarou grinned widely when he raised his jersey with the number seventeen – like his birthday. The first jersey he got to wear on the National team – he was PART of the National team! The Junior team! The U21 team! He ran, almost bouncing and hopping, to the others just as two more guys were called and joined them.
Kuroo looked down, tightening his jaw – he had seen it coming, but it still stung that he'd–
"Kuroo."
He looked up, blinking in disbelief at his coach. Nakagaichi was used to the thunderstruck players who couldn't believe their luck, so he didn't get impatient as the middle-blocker just stood there without moving:
"What are you waiting for, Kuroo?!" Bokuto exclaimed from the sides.
He laughed enthusiastically and it was enough to reassure and comfort Kuroo. He went to take his jersey, admiring the number twenty-two before joining the others. Bokuto immediately wrapped his arms around his shoulders, bringing him a few centimeters down to ruffle his hair, making it even more of a mess.
"O-oi! Bokuto!"
"We did it…" He murmured to him, low enough that he'd be the only one to hear.
He glanced up, both of their golden gazes shining. They straightened up and Bokuto let him go when the last player joined them and Nakagaichi spoke up:
"This is the line-up," he announced, showing a board – without surprise, none of the 'younglings' as they were called by their senpais was there, "But just because you aren't among the line-up doesn't mean you won't participate in the matches. You can be required to come in, if one of your comrade is injured, as pinch-server or for a kick in power…"
He paused, glancing at each and everyone of them. They all had their backs straight, they all kept their chins up, eyes shining and impatient grins on their faces. He had a satisfied nod to see them so determined.
"You are regulars on the National Junior team now, wear these numbers and the Japanese flag with pride." He said with a smile.
"YES!" They shouted in one strong voice.
After the U23 and Senior teams were announced, they all tried on their jerseys to arrange them if the measurements didn't fit – some cried tears of joy but no one really cared because they all felt the same. Of course, they took about a thousand pictures they sent to all their friends and families.
"Ayaka is calling me – I'll be back!" Koutarou exclaimed a few minutes after he had sent the pictures to his girlfriend.
He escaped out of the courts while Hajime and Kiku were talking in a corner – she had tears of joy and pride in her eyes as she kept congratulating him.
"Shiori is congratulating us," Ushijima said after receiving a message from his cousin.
Oikawa glanced at him quickly then smiled, unable to hold back his joy. Ushiwaka might have been his rival, but now… for better or worse they were on the same team and they shared the same pride.
Kuroo glanced at them then glanced down at his phone. Only his friends were sending him congratulations messages. He… kinda wished Akane would say something, but he didn't even have her number. He wished she might see him. Would she be proud of him? Would she feel anything for him? Joy, enthusiasm? Did she even care he was on the National team? There was no way–
"Kuroo-kun!"
He turned towards Kiku, blinking, astonished to see her come to him. She lifted up her phone to show him a message and he blinked, reading a single "Congratulations".
Then, he noticed the name on the phone screen and his heart missed a beat.
Saito Akane
Akane knew – somehow, Kiku had her number and had told her and Akane had said… she was congratulating him!
But too overjoyed, he didn't have time to come down from his cloud of silly happiness that Kiku glanced down at her phone:
"Aaah… it's too bad Akane-chan had a shift tonight at work, it would have been great if she could have been here! Especially when she helped me out so much…"
Kuroo blinked then he grabbed her shoulders, startling her. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed Iwaizumi tensing, going into overprotective, glaring mode but he didn't try to punch him away from his girlfriend.
"Y-yes?" Kiku squeaked.
"You have her number? You have– you know her? You guys are… friends?! Hold on– help out, how? What did she do?" He asked frenetically before realizing he was being pushy and weird.
He let go of the girl who breathed before answering, blinking in disbelief:
"You mean… you don't have her number? And you didn't know? She's been helping me out baking everyday this week. Why do you think there were so many cat-shaped cookies? She couldn't come with me because she had work everyday with long shifts with the Golden Week."
Tetsurou's mouth fell open. He was shocked to learn that Akane had baked – for him (the team but it didn't matter much at the moment). She had baked cat-shaped cookies for him. She had congratulated him…
Heart beating too fast for it to be healthy, he turned red and looked away when he noticed Kiku's sparkly and teasing expression. He coughed awkwardly, trying to hide how he felt but he was… moved. In the best way. And as soon as the others were done teasing him (he wasn't listening, for once not even on purpose, but he was lost in the land of dreams and hopes) he let his lips turn into a small, discreet, but oh-so-true smile.
Now that the training camp was over, and after a dinner with just the Junior team together, Kuroo went home, recalling the Captain and coach's words to rest as much as they could after a long week of good work.
Yawning in front of the apartment complex's entrance, he looked for his keys in his bag, searching through all the dirty clothes and books he had taken to study (but hadn't actually opened). Suddenly, the door opened. He looked up, blinking and seeing Akane who had just opened it for him just as he found and pulled out the keys.
"Isn't it a little late to go home?" She said as he kept the door open for her to pass.
"I could tell you the same," he answered, heart beating fast and trying hard not to feel too flustered to see her so unexpectantly.
"I had work, that's a good enough reason. What about you? Shouldn't you be resting after a week of training camp?" She said as they entered the elevator, a proper distance separating them.
He looked at her then couldn't help but smirk:
"Well… we had dinner, and a few drinks, to celebrate being selected for the Junior team."
He observed her expression closely.
The tiniest of smile appeared on her face but she quickly put on her neutral mask on. She looked up and froze when she noticed him staring.
Startling, Tetsurou quickly looked away, not wanting to appear too… obvious about his newly discovered feelings but for some strange reason… He didn't feel that embarrassed or flustered about it – unless he thought very hard about it. It didn't change the way they behaved or felt around each other, the atmosphere surrounding them was as warm and electric as usual. He had always assumed it was sparks of angry electricity but now…
He curiously glanced down at her once again, she quickly looked away, flushing like he did. He looked away as well, cheeks warming up just as the elevator doors opened.
Letting out a breath they hadn't realized they were holding, they exited the elevator, walking slowly towards their doors. Little steps, slowly, as slowly as they could to make this moment last as long as possible.
"C-congratulations, for being selected… it's… impressive." Akane said when they arrived at her door.
He looked down at her then smirked, a little teasingly, leaning down to her. His heart sped up and he almost immediately pulled away, being so close was too tempting but he couldn't get himself to do so.
"Will you come and encourage me to my matches~?" He asked in a low, hot voice.
"I don't think you need my encouragement." She answered, leaning against her doorway but not making any move to escape him.
His warmth and scent invaded her senses – sweat from the practice, alcohol she could almost taste on his lips, and something else… Something that only smelled like Kuroo Tetsurou, something she couldn't explain. Akane almost leaned closer, to him, to his warmth, to this sweet smell, to his lips, but she managed to hold herself back.
"I might need a reward, though…" Tetsurou added, voice a little lower, huskier.
Akane looked up, her reddish eyes looking right into his. She opened her lips but couldn't find any words. She glanced at his lips just as he glanced at hers.
"Didn't you get a reward from me all week long?" She said instead, smiling coyly.
He thought back on the cat-shaped cookies, his smile reappearing on his face, a little softer this time.
"I didn't know you could cook."
"I don't. I don't have anyone to cook for. It was all Kiku-chan's cooking. But… she needed help to bake for so many hungry boys and asked me… I just helped her with the cookies' shaping or little… stuff… like that…" She answered, voice slowly trailing off when his golden eyes seemed to dive into her soul.
Silence fell on them, strangely warm and comfortable as they stared into each other's eyes.
"Thank you…" Tetsurou murmured, his gaze finally going from her eyes to her lips.
She must have come back from her work at the Gem's because she still had smudged make-up. Her lips were still reddish from her lipstick.
It was so stupid. He was so stupid. He had spent the week convincing himself he didn't want anything with Akane and after less than a minute by her side, he was leaning towards her and wishing for a kiss. He didn't want anything with her, right?
Eyes still fixated upon her lips, moving just enough to show her breathing, slowly getting a little faster from how close he was, from… desire. Tetsurou's hand lifted up and his fingers brushed her hip. It was a touch so delicate he didn't expect her to feel it – but she did. He could tell just from her slightest intake of breath. Akane looked right into his eyes, eyes burning in challenge.
Will you do it? She seemed to silently ask as his fingers found a little area of skin at her side, uncovered by her shirt. His fingers traced the soft, warm skin, lifting up just a little more her shirt.
Tetsurou's heart beat faster, heat spreading through his body as he started leaning down towards Akane.
"You're finally getting over Kohaku!"
He froze. He trembled, his fingers leaving her skin, then he leaned away, straightening up and stepping away.
Akane looked up at him curiously, not understanding the sudden change in behavior. Her lips fell open as realization seemed to fall upon her.
"Sorry for that…" He mumbled, looking down at the floor.
He didn't dare meet her gaze after touching her, almost kissing her. He didn't see Akane swallowing hard and tensing her body before turning around to open her door.
"Don't bother." She said in a hard voice.
He looked up at her just as she escaped into her flat, not letting him ask or say anything. He was pretty sure he had just hurt her, but he didn't know why or how. Other than the fact that he tried kissing her and had pulled away… did she feel that annoyed for not being kissed? Or was it just a false hope because he had started acting this way? Or was it because of something else? He wasn't sure he understood how he felt himself.
He went into his own flat and fell on top of his bed, burying his head into his pillows. It felt familiar and reassuring, but he still didn't feel quite like himself.
"Are you going to ask Akane out?"
No.
It would mean being serious about someone. It would mean taking the risk of getting hurt again.
"It wasn't heartbreak– it was trust-break."
…Fuck you, Bokuto.
Tetsurou had been certain he was getting over Kohaku's betrayal but apparently, he hadn't at all. He still couldn't trust new people that got into his life. How was he supposed to deal with these feelings now?
I promise the sad is only temporary, the fluff is coming. Also, the promised sexy.
NEXT CHAPTER : CHOCOLATE
Yours Truly,
May
