DENIAL

The mission begins, and Cloud finds himself constantly glued to Sephiroth as a result of Rufus's meddling. But when he finds himself in the same room as him, things start to become a little tense, and the night befalls jealously onto an already angered Sephiroth.

I made this a little longer, due to how long it took me to update this! Serious writers block... enjoy!

Chapter Thirteen: Jealousy

Although Cloud had undoubtedly been given the opportunity he desired to accompany Sephiroth on the mission, he wasn't entirely chuffed with the way things had played out.

To be entirely honest, it was the last scenario he could have hoped for.

… How on earth had it come to this?

The blonde held back the sound of his own discomfort as he shuffled awkwardly beside the individual accompanying him. There was no conversation between the two of them, or any distinguishable noise other than the sound of his heavy breathing. In contrast to Cloud's obvious displeasure, the man beside him calmly walked towards their destination and continued to wear a smug grin across his face.

Cloud had received a text message that morning, following yet another sleepless night, and had been relieved to be informed that Rufus's plan had gone smoothly. Although he didn't doubt either the man's authority or intelligence, and deep down had complete confidence in him, he had feared things going wrong regardless. There was nothing he wanted more than to be close to Sephiroth, and attempt to destroy the denial the man had once and for all.

Once the text had been received, and all of the blonde's previous doubt diminished, there had been no further cause for concern that morning. The blonde needed no further source of stress other than the inevitability of seeing Sephiroth, and facing his wrath.

But unfortunately, he had been wrong.

"What are you doing here?"

Cloud had not even attempted to mask his unhappiness to the man presented to him.

Despite the text message being sufficient enough to confirm the situation, the individual at his door had still deemed it necessary to turn up out of the blue and make his morning all the more difficult. The blonde quickly covered his mouth with his hands, and reminded himself that saying something rude to the man could lead him into serious trouble.

Somehow, the blonde had found himself in the presence of Rufus Shinra once more.

"I'm here to accompany you," the man responded, holding out his hand to the blonde, which was politely refused.

Cloud felt himself tremble with anxiety at the offer. "Why would that be?"

After their previous meeting in Rufus's bedroom, the blonde began conjuring up potential scenarios which would place the man into his room, and eventually, against his prostate. Cloud wasn't arrogant of course, but the look on Rufus's face was similar to that of someone who had been clean off drugs for months before being presented a fresh new needle.

The blonde genuinely thought the man was going to bend him over and demand he address him as 'president.'

But Rufus's intentions were entirely selfish in a different way.

"Oh don't worry, they won't know I've set this up," he said, concerning the blonde as a villainous grin curled up his mouth. "I just want to see the look on Sephiroth's face."

And so the two of them had found themselves approaching the group of men awaiting to depart on the mission. Cloud had desperately attempted to worm himself away from Rufus, and began pulling out his phone in an attempt to seem disconnected. However, as soon as the men became aware of Rufus's presence, the man left his side immediately and arrogantly sauntered over to them. All of them became bumbling idiots, except for one individual, who excitedly called over to the blonde.

"I didn't think you were coming!" Zack exclaimed, wrapping two arms around his friend.

The blonde practically shuddered against him. "Neither did I."

There was little time for conversation as Cloud quickly became reminded of the danger he currently faced at the hand of Sephiroth. It would be almost impossible for the General to not notice a connection between Cloud's sudden appearance, and the involvement of Rufus.

How was the man going to convince him?

"What are you doing here."

The blonde felt himself seize up as a familiar voice rang through his ears and sent shivers travelling down his stomach. There was even greater hostility in Sephiroth's voice than usual, despite having expected him to be displeased with his presence. Cloud unwrapped himself from his friends grip and turned unwillingly towards Sephiroth; was he going to regret this decision?

However, as his eyes laid against the man, and the familiar feeling of desired resurfaced, he became relieved to discover that Sephiroth was in fact not addressing him. Those slitted eyes were staring into someone less uncomfortable than himself, who returned the General's glare with equal venom… but there was also playful glint in his eyes.

"I'm just seeing the men off," Rufus informed, turning his attention to the blonde as he spoke.

Cloud seized up in response, and confirmed once and for all that he indeed regretted this decision. The blonde had spent all morning pondering over ways in which Rufus could mask their obvious involvement in the mission; however the man clearly had no intention of making their plan even slightly subtle. Sephiroth's eyes swiftly followed, and eventually found themselves staring across at the person he least expected or wanted to see there. All the while, Rufus remained amused at the obvious tension, and Cloud came to the realisation that the man had planned this all along. Nothing gave him greater pleasure than manipulating both the people and the situations around him; why had he entrusted this task onto him?

… because he'd had no choice, of course.

"What is he doing here?" Sephiroth asked, although it was addressed directly to the blonde.

As Cloud went to defend himself, Rufus interrupted his explanation, and raised both hands as if to silence him. "It came to my attention that not all of the appropriate people had been invited onto this mission."

"I took the liberty of checking all of the newly recruited staff," he continued. "The list of the attendees on this mission did not entirely fit, and I realised that this kid had been removed."

Rufus flew his arm out towards the blonde and pointed directly to him, causing even greater tension as further attention diverted to him. Sephiroth stared across at the blonde, the expression he wore entirely disgusted, before sighing explosively at them both.

"That would have been an error on my part," he said, eventually submitting to the man.

Cloud felt his stomach tighten at the obvious lie he had been given, but knew he could not protest in such a situation.

The blonde awkwardly scratched at his head, watching as Rufus smiled victoriously at the General, before making his way towards him. Although it was dangerous to do so, and casted even greater suspicion on the pair of them, Rufus regardless approached the blonde and lowered his lips towards his ears. If he hadn't have been so tense, Cloud might have blushed as a result of the man's intimidating tone.

"There's another surprise for you," he whispered.

The blonde felt a surge of sickness rise to his throat as the words were uttered. At this point, he wanted nothing more than reassurance that Rufus's meddling was finished.

"Thank you, sir," Cloud responded.

The man chuckled against his ear almost teasingly. "You'll have to wait and see."

As the blonde struggled to retain his composure and appear indifferent to Rufus's comment, the man at last departed from the group of them. The atmosphere continued to be tense, as Sephiroth openly threw a disgusted look at the blonde and marched into the truck. Cloud turned helplessly to Zack, who rested a comforting arm on his shoulder, and threw him a smile that genuinely made him feel at ease.

"Ignore him," he suggested, guiding his friend to the truck with a firm grip. "Sit in the front with the rest of us; don't let Sephiroth dictate what you can do."

Cloud swallowed the enormous lump in his throat, and prayed to whatever god there was that the front of the truck was not where Sephiroth was going to reside.

The blonde had suffered with travel sickness since his childhood; it was something he'd recognised would become a problem once joining the company. Somehow the thought of being in a vehicle for an extended period of time frightened him more than being ambushed by monsters. Cloud had convinced himself he could overcome it though, and that with time, he would eventually be rid of his fear and comfortable to be driven anywhere.

Unfortunately, this was the first mission Cloud had been on, and prior to this he'd had no time to practise on controlling the way in which his body reacted. The driver of the truck was clearly oblivious to the blonde's discomfort, as he carelessly handled the vehicle and allowed the men inside to bounced against their seats. There were no windows, and no breaks permitted; the blonde could only struggle to compose his breathing and clutch onto the man beside him.

Luckily for him, Zack had opted to position himself besides his friend. The blonde had wasted no time in draping himself against his friends shoulder and panting heavily beside him.

However, in this case, it wasn't merely the driving conditions that made Cloud feel positively sick. There was an individual positioned directly opposite him whose mere presence made him nauseous, and the constant look of anger across his face hadn't helped. As the blonde had feared, Sephiroth was indeed seated in the front of the truck. It was evidently part of Rufus's plan to make the man as uncomfortable as humanly possible; was this the surprise he had mentioned?

Originally his roommate Leon had been placed in the front besides Sephiroth, no doubt as another result of Rufus's arrangement. However after being informed on the blonde's sexual history with the General, there was that could distract him from the images in his head. Leon had practically restrained himself from losing it as he looked across at Sephiroth and pictured his filthy hands trailing across his innocent, blonde friend. There was no conversation between the two, and Cloud certainly wasn't returning the man's glare, but regardless Leon knew that there was more to their relationship than the eye could see.

It had taken approximately two minutes for him to hurl himself into the back of the truck.

Almost immediately his replacement had wormed himself into the front and casually placed himself besides an unamused Sephiroth. The blonde could even sense Zack tense beside him at the intrusion, and made the assumption that he wasn't welcome. However, despite his friends obvious displeasure of the situation, Cloud watched as Zack happily shook his hand and began to engage in conversation with him. It didn't take long for the man to recognise the out-of-place individual in the group, and turn his attention to the blonde.

"Who is this cutie?" he asked the two them.

Sephiroth spluttered as the man finished his sentence, raising a hand to his chest as he attempted to mask the reaction. The three of them stared in concern at him, watching as he forced his throat to clear in an attempt to clear suspicion. Cloud peered at the General through his friends shoulder and witnessed the look of surprise be replace with his usual cold expression as quickly as it had arrived.

"Hey, leave him alone," Zack joked, although his tone of voice remained serious.

The blonde couldn't have looked any less adorable at that moment in time. His usual pale expression had turned a ghostly shade of white, and the sweat poured from him.

"Do you have travel sickness?" the man asked him.

Cloud responded without intention. "No, I'm reacting this way out of pleasure."

The blonde immediately threw a hand over his mouth as he realised how blunt he had sounded. As he went to apologise, Cloud cast his attention over Sephiroth, whose previous pursed lips had curled up into an amused grin. It made the blonde's stomach squeeze tightly against itself, knowing that he had managed to make the man smile.

"I hate to be rude kiddo," Zack interjected, slowly pulling himself off of the blonde, which proved difficult as the mound of sweat stuck at his clothes. "But you look a little warm and uncomfortable."

"Well, we all do, so if you don't mind, I'm going to remove this shirt."

The blonde was the one to splutter this time.

Zack shifted away from his friend, positioning his hands against the sweat ridden t-shirt he was so desperate to remove. The blonde felt his breath hitch in his lungs, as he unwillingly watched the man peel the material over his shoulders and reveal a glistening chest and stomach. It definitely wasn't something he wanted to marvel over whilst Sephiroth sat directly opposite him and analysed his every move. However, the sight of Zack was just too desireable, and the blonde quickly began worrying about another problem that might arise; something even worse than travel sickness.

The potentiality was turning into a reality, as Cloud helplessly allowed himself to be wrapped in Zack's arms and returned to his previous position. Almost immediately, the truck skidded around a sharp bend, and the blonde found himself clutching his hands against Zack's stomach as he trembled in fear. The feel of his skin caused his eyes to roll into the back of his head and allow all of his worries to temporarily disappear.

Although the real object of his desires was sat opposite him, Cloud couldn't help but allow his perverted nature to overwhelm him.

The muscles in Zack's stomach rippled as he addressed the blonde. "Do you want to take your shirt off too?" he asked him.

Cloud quickly shook his head, embarrassed. "No, I'm fine, honestly."

The Soldier laughed at his friend's frantic response, and instead turned to the other two men. "I'm guessing neither of you are man enough to bare all?"

"We haven't all got a figure like you!" the one man responded, laughing.

Cloud waited anxiously for Sephiroth's response, too afraid to simply peer up from his friends chest and address the man. But a response never came, and eventually the blonde's curiosity got the better of him as he craned his head towards the General.

… There would be no response.

Sephiroth was staring directly at the two of them; however, his gaze was neither focused on the blonde or his friend. Those darkened eyes rested on them as a pair, specifically at the arm linked around Zack's chest. The blonde waited for Sephiroth to swiftly divert his attention, but became surprised to realise that the man could not bring himself to do it. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes that could have been mistaken for surprise, but Cloud saw something in there beyond that reaction.

"Are you listening to me?"

Sephiroth look betrayed…

"We're stopping the vehicle!" the driver screamed, unannounced, causing all four of them to leap up out of their seats.

Although it was the perfect distraction from an uncomfortable situation, the blonde felt no relief in hearing the distressed order from the driver. The vehicle screeched across the pavement and sent Cloud into a frenzy, the bile rising up his throat and pressing threateningly against it. It was the first time the blonde had felt fear as intense as this; he knew something was wrong. The atmosphere in the vehicle automatically changed, and the sight of Sephiroth pulling out his sword was all it took to confirm his worst fears.

… They were under attack.

We can confidently confirm that a Shinra truck carrying Soldier members such as the General Sephiroth himself was struck outside of Mideel today at exactly 6:00. The safety of the passengers is unknown, however we do have inside knowledge that the General is unharmed. We will report on the story as it progresses.

The mention of his own name and the depiction as a celebrity to the media no longer bothered Sephiroth in the slightest. It was something he had grown to live with and become accustomed to, despite the inconvenience it brought upon him.

Although he wanted to forget what had happened earlier that evening, and concentrate on numbing his thoughts with alcohol, he couldn't bring himself to turn away from the television. The General had been staring at the screen for longer than preferred, and throughout that time he had neither attempted to move his position or mask his overwhelmed reaction to what had happened to him. Sephiroth was a man of immense pride, and considered hiding all emotion and personal opinion to be an important part of his position. However, for the first time he simply allowed himself to remain stiffly sat against the chair and ignore his conscience.

"What are you thinking about?"

The man across from him had recognised Sephiroth's unusual behaviour and at last pulled his attention away from his phone. Although he appreciated his concern, the General chose not to respond to the question and continued to stare vacantly at the television.

It had all happened so suddenly.

The truck had been ambushed by a pack of monsters and anti-shinra groups. Although the mission had been supposedly kept secret, the knowledge of their whereabouts had been leaked regardless. Sephiroth was aware of the fact that there were many spies in the company, and people who would sell information to opposing groups in a heartbeat. But the thought of being attacked hadn't crossed his mind.

In all honesty, the man had been far too preoccupied to focus on work.

As the group of men had scurried out of the truck, and quickly equipped themselves, Sephiroth had neglected to give them orders as was his duties, choosing to begin combat without a second thought. The General could fight robotically, as if his body were automatically programmed to react to any battle perfectly. Sephiroth's performance hadn't been affected by the constant thoughts running through his head.

"Are you still moping over what happened?" Zack interjected.

The man was indeed still bothered by what had happened that evening.

As the men around him had fought against the enemies, Sephiroth had unwillingly allowed himself to become preoccupied with the time he had spent in the truck. The image of Cloud Strife's trembling hands resting against Zack's stomach sent the blood boiling through him. Sephiroth had seen the way in which the blonde had looked at Zack; there had been nothing amidst his expression but desire and lusting. It was the same look he had given him.

Although Sephiroth had made the decision to end their needless relationship, and had mentally decided to move on from it and neglect it ever happened, he couldn't stop himself from reacting in the way he did. Cloud had acted like a schoolgirl on her first date. The other man in the truck had flirted stupidly with him, and Zack had allowed the blonde to drape himself across him.

It had made him physically sick.

The attack hadn't been able to shake that feeling from his stomach.

And because of that, he had allowed himself to be distracted from something he should have been able to prevent.

There had been a deafening scream from behind him that shattered through his chest. Although he hadn't known the identity of the victim until he'd turned around, it was as if he had already sensed it without confirmation - having a connection with another human being and being able to sense when they are in harm.

It had only taken a second for Sephiroth to jolt himself backwards and attempt to help the person in danger. However, the scene he was eventually greeted with played out as if in slow motion, and caused the entire world to temporarily pause around him. The General's boots had wedged into the ground, his body lifeless as he watched someone beat him to the person's rescue.

"Earth to Sephiroth!"

Once again, Zack had been the knight in shining armour for Cloud Strife.

The blonde had screamed out for help, frozen in fear as a monster hurled itself towards him. Although new members of staff were expected to anticipate the inevitable dangers to face, it was still a situation he should never have been placed in. Cloud wasn't ready for combat to this level, and if it hadn't been for Zack flinging himself in front of the blonde, it might have ended in casualty - something the General would never have forgiven himself for.

Sephiroth could do nothing but gawp down at the sight of the blonde trembling beneath the hero who had saved him. It pained the General all the greater to see Cloud's room mate only seconds behind Zack; even he was able to defend the blonde quicker than him.

As the initial shock had died down somewhat, the blonde had gazed up from his position to see Zack clinging desperately at him, telling him everything was going to be alright. The fighting eventually died down, and Cloud threw his arms in gratitude around his friend.

His knight in shining armour.

…

The sound of Zack's message tone snapped the general from his thoughts. Sephiroth glared across at his friend, unable to prevent the obvious feeling of jealousy from damaging his attitude towards him. Although he had done nothing wrong, Sephiroth couldn't help but feel he had stolen the moment that he should have had.

… He should have saved him.

Sephiroth tried to convince himself that he felt this way due to his position, and the expectation that he should be the one to protect his men. After all, he was the General of the company and the leader of this mission. However deep down, he knew there was an entirely different reason, and it created a favouritism that should not have existed.

"Are you texting a romantic interest?" he asked his friend.

The General noticed the way in which Zack's face lit up as he read a text message. It was unbelievably petty and childish, but Sephiroth couldn't help but wonder whether the person he was contacting might be Cloud. The man couldn't comprehend whether there previous behaviour was as a result of friendship and closeness, or attraction.

And it was starting to rot him from the inside.

"It could be," Zack teased, poking his tongue out in response.

Sephiroth went to respond and question the man further, but was prevented from doing so. There were other questions he wanted to ask, to enable him to discover the identity of the person Zack was texting without coming across as suspicious.

"I have a hypothetical question," he announced.

Zack titled his head, intrigued, and urged him to continue.

"How do you know when you like someone romantically?" he asked, attempting to seem as uninterested as possible. "I only ask because I have never experienced it. Is it a sense of always thinking about them?"

The man pondered the question for a second, before nodding at him. "I think if that person is already in your thoughts," he said, unaware of Sephiroth's true intentions. "The fact of the matter is that you're already in love with them."

The General choked on his drink.

… Already in love with them? If you're constantly thinking about that person?

"Hypothetically of course," Zack grinned, with a playful glint in his eye.

Sephiroth nodded. "Of course," he practically choked. "Hypothetically."

The blonde heard the sound of approaching voices and quickly retreated from his thoughts.

Cloud began to wonder whether this was in fact a shared room, due to the enormous size of it. Although he had been injured in the attack, and had expected special treatment somewhat, he definitely hadn't been the only one to receive injuries that evening. It had startled him to wake up in a luxury room that he would expect remained reserved for the 1st Class Soldiers.

As the door handle began to rattle, the blonde shifted himself up the bed and attempted to look somewhat presentable. When the intruder became visible, Cloud was disappointed to learn that it was only a mere Shinra employee whose job it was to arrange the accommodation and ensure the men were fit and healthy. The blonde went to introduce himself, but became interrupted by a second figure entering the room.

… Now this certainly wasn't a disappointment.

The sight of Sephiroth was enough to startle him back into a coma. Cloud gawped across at the General, who started back at him with equal concern. The blonde squirmed in agony as his bruised stomach tensed at the sight of him and allowed the pain to resurface.

"What is the meaning of this?" Sephiroth barked, unleashing his rage onto the poor man.

The employee shuffled nervously beside him. "T-This is your room, sir."

The General snorted in disbelief at him. "I beg your pardon?" he said, although it was entirely rhetorical. "When did I agree to share my room?"

As the man went to defend himself, Sephiroth continued despite this.

"Have me transferred to a different room," he ordered.

Cloud grimaced at the man's lack of genuine courtesy to at least pretend to be accepting of the situation. It was already bad enough that he had simply stared across at him with a vacant expression after the monster had attacked him. Zack had been the one to save him…

Did he really care that little for him?

"I'm afraid I can't do that sir," the man explained sheepishly. "You see, when Rufus found out you hadn't invited this kid, he demanded he be in the same room as you, as an apology."

The blonde's eyes widened in realisation. So this was it! This was Rufus's 'surprise.'

Bastard...

Sephiroth looked as if he wanted to argue further, but came to the inevitable realisation that he could not deny Rufus's authority. The last thing he wanted was a formal meeting with the President to explain why he had defied his precious son.

The blonde threw the member of staff an apologetic look as he sunk out of the room and practically leaked the self hatred Sephiroth had caused.

As the door closed behind him, the blonde quickly made it evident that he did not intend to stay within reaching distance of Sephiroth.

"I wont be bothering you tonight anyway," he informed the man, peeling himself out of the covers.

Sephiroth's eyes unintentionally rested on the blonde's figure, watching as he pulled himself out of the bed and revealed to him his bare stomach. The General gritted his teeth, irritated that the sight of Cloud was causing his body to heat up in an excruciating way. It made all of the previous jealousy and doubt resurface, and once again, his sense was completely eradicated.

The blonde threw the man a venomous look. "I'm going to Zack's."

Sephiroth froze at the mere sound of the man's name. "No."

… What did he just say?

"What?" the blonde protested, looking genuinely disgusted at the order.

"I wont let you burden Zack," the General lied, trying to worm his way out of the situation. "If you're injured, he doesn't need you getting in his way."

Cloud exploded, storming over to Sephiroth with clenched fists.

"Although I imagine you're keen to see him," the man continued, internally screaming at himself to stop fucking talking.

The blonde slowly unclenched his fist, and the previous anger was swiftly replaced with confusion. "Excuse me?" he said, stopping before the man.

Sephiroth could not stop himself from babbling.

"Well it's clear to see that you were enjoying his company today," he explained over gritted teeth, powerless to stop his emotions from destroying his pride. "Flirting in the truck, drooling over his naked stomach, and… being saved by him in the end."

"... Being saved by him in the end."

As he uttered the final sentence, Sephiroth's voice became coated in sadness, and without realisation, he dropped his eyes to the ground and stared down at the carpet with a heavy heart.

Cloud felt himself soften as he watched the most cold, preserved person he knew display an incredible vulnerability to him. It completely diminished all of his previous feelings of betrayal and anger; the General had once again wrapped him around his little finger. Regardless of this, the blonde couldn't help but think that this wasn't just some ploy to manipulate him. Sephiroth's previous outburst rang through his ears, and sent an unexpected question rushing to his head.

… Was he, jealous?

Threatened by Zack?

"Although I cannot deny he would be a perfect candidate," Sephiroth continued, his voice breaking as he spoke. "There's nothing he wouldn't give you."

The General no longer knew why he was doing this. All of the jealousy, and the shame of not being able to save him was making him blurt out his true feelings. Sephiroth couldn't even begin to remind himself of the reason he had ended this, and the danger it would cause. The blonde couldn't be romantically involved with him, he wouldn't allow it, it wasn't possible.

Cloud stared sadly up at him, and without a second thought, ran a delicate finger across the man's cheek. The General flinched, but did not retreat. Perhaps it was the volume of alcohol in his body, or the trauma he had experienced, but he didn't have the energy to fight it.

"There is something," the blonde whispered.

Sephiroth at last turned his attention away from the floor, and returned his gaze.

"What?" he asked, although he was too overwhelmed to hear the answer.

Cloud ran a hand down the General's clothed stomach, an unusual confidence overcoming his fear as a result of the man's vulnerable expression. This was his moment; this was the reason he had involved Rufus, and planned to be with Sephiroth at every moment possible.

… This was it.

The blonde didn't respond to the question, but instead gave Sephiroth an intense look, continuing to run his hand against the material of his shirt. As he went to question the expression, the General quickly became aware of what Cloud was insinuating. That look was coated in desire and longing; the blonde was referring to…

Sephiroth threw him a displeased look, but it didn't stop the blonde in his movements.

"If you don't want me to go and see him," Cloud said, watching as his hand glided against the man before him. "Give me a reason to stay."

The General felt the desire within him cause his stomach to ache; he had never experienced a longing so unbearable. All of his previous concerns, all of the cruel things he'd said to Cloud, they all vanished into the atmosphere, along with his willpower. But he couldn't, he couldn't…

"And if we, do, well…" the blonde said, his usual embarrassment appearing. "I promise I'll leave you alone from this day, no more harassment, no more encounters like this."

Sephiroth let out a silent moan, and allowed himself to be consumed by the moment.

The blonde of course, had no intention of leaving the General be, it was the last thing he wanted. But there was a slight hope however, that in doing this, that in becoming physical with him, perhaps all of Sephiroth's denial and fighting would disappear. Cloud knew how sex could bind two people in a way impossible otherwise. It terrified him, so fucking much, to think that something could happen that night. Sephiroth looked equally as anxious, appearing to be in conflict about his decision.

"What will it be?" the blonde asked, trembling slightly as he began to fear the worst.

Sephiroth took a deep breath in, reminding himself that he had put an end to this. Reminding himself of his position, his pride, and his future. But it wasn't enough, it never would be, to stop him from wanting the person in front of him. The thought of claiming the blonde, and finally getting to experience the pleasure of being physical with someone; it drove him mad.

The General at last relaxed, and titled Cloud's chin to face him.

It was inevitable.

"Stay with me."

OH DAMN, you know what the next chapter will be right? ;)

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