Quote of the Day:
"The best way to escape reality without running, is smiling even though it's obviously fake."
— Sai
Chapter 13:
An Arrow To My Heart
Location: (Downtown Konoha)
Turning to one side of the road, he caught a glimpse of the person whom he didn't wish to interact with of all the people in his life as of now.
Sarada Uchiha.
And Bolt Uzumaki felt unworthy.
Unworthy of her attention. Unworthy of her affections. Unworthy of asking her out on a date. Unworthy of the girl of his dreams. Unworthy of talking to her. Unworthy of Sarada Uchiha.
Hell, he could barely even land a hit on her during their sparring session, let alone protect her in times of danger as how a man should if he loves someone so dearly.
Their eyes met for a brief moment, but the Uzumaki turned away after the short encounter.
His morning didn't start out that great anyways.
— Flashback Start —
The blonde Uzumaki woke up with an aching body.
Last night, he promised to his father that he wouldn't stay up late for training. But then he lied. Bolt stayed up late until he finished popping all three dozen water balloons that Konohamaru had given him for practice. Gaining mastery of the first step in learning the Rasengan.
But despite his achievement, he knew what was coming after the strenuous training. As a result, he had to face the consequences once he woke up.
His muscles sore.
His stomach ached.
His head hurt.
He was sleep-deprived.
And most of all, his hands were trembling.
"Wh-what's happening-ttebasa?!" Bolt began to panic. His hands won't stop quivering, like it was cursed to become an never-ending vibrating machine.
Due to over-fatigue, his bruised hands were overused as a result the Rasengan practice and began to show symptoms of uncontrollable spasms. So from then on, Uzumaki Bolt decided to slide his hands inside his pockets and avoid showing it to the world until the shakings subside.
This sucks.
And so he started the day with a frown on his face.
— Flashback End —
Bolt walked ahead on a faster pace, his head dropping low as he trudged along the streets of the village on his way towards their Training Grounds.
How should I explain this to sensei? Now that he began to think of it. His Konohamaru-sensei would probably resume his training, but how could he do it in his current condition?
His hands were disabled as of now, rendering him useless.
The blonde sighed. But then he took a quick glance towards his side. And at the corner of his eye, he swore that he just saw the Uchiha eyeing him curiously as he trudged in front of her.
So once again, he sped up to avoid contact.
Location: (Team 7 Training Grounds)
Everything else was normal to Sarada Uchiha.
Everything except for the fact that there was no annoying blonde kid who'd insist on making him his girlfriend and asking her out on a date at any chance he'd get.
Had he grown tired of asking me out? She thought. That was probably it. Bolt must've given up on pursuing for her affections.
Moments later, their team captain arrived on time while Lee Jr appeared a bit later than usual, saying that he still had to do his youthful morning rituals with his father.
"Team, I've got a good news and a bad news." Konohamaru began. "Anyone in favour of hearing the bad news first, raise your hand."
All three Genins raised their hands.
"That's great. Let's get the bad news out of the way first before we get to the good one." the jounin flicked a lighter to light up his cigarette and began smoking.
Eager to hear the news, the team turned their full attention towards their sensei.
"Bad news is : There are no missions for you to do as of now. Most available missions are Rank-A and the Hokage definitely wouldn't assign us for those missions." Konohamaru announced.
"What's the good news, sensei?" Lee Jr asked.
"Good news is : It's another day-off for all of us!"
"ALRIGHT-TTEBASA!" Bolt cried out in happiness.
Sarada couldn't help but look at the blonde in surprise. It's the first time since this morning that she heard him utter a word. A while ago, he was as quiet as a dead mouse and definitely avoiding her for some reasons.
But something caught her attention.
Why is he hiding his hands? The Uchiha wondered.
"You're all free to do what you want for the rest of the day." the jounin said. "But I expect you to report to me tomorrow in preparation for your upcoming Chunin Exams, alright kids?"
Then, they were dismissed once more.
She turned around to take a quick glance towards Bolt once more. But to her surprise, the blonde stayed behind to talk to their sensei instead of leaving.
Curious in nature as Sarada is, she hid herself on one of the bushes just near one corner of the training grounds to see what the Uzumaki and her sensei were going to do.
By the looks of it, they seemed to be talking about serious stuff and the Uchiha wished that she could hear what they were saying.
Afterwards, Bolt left the training grounds.
And the curious Sarada followed him.
Location: (Downtown Konoha)
With injured and trembling hands, the fatigued Uzumaki Bolt decided to just prepare the materials needed for his next lesson with his Konohamaru-sensei.
"Let's see. Where do I buy rubber balls?" he stopped for a moment and sighed.
Bolt looked around all over Konoha.
Seriously, how hard could this be?
But strangely enough, he was starting to get a feel that he was being followed. It was just a creeping feeling. His intuition was telling him.
Someone's following me. He thought.
And he's got a plan to uncover the truth.
Uchiha Sarada continued going after the blonde, silently darting from wall to wall for cover as she stalked him from behind.
Where is he going this time? She wondered.
Stealthily, she dashed towards one of the posts near the walking Uzumaki to get closer to him.
But.
Bolt suddenly vanished among the crowds of people.
He disappeared from her sight.
"Silly Sarada." the Uchiha sighed. "Why the hell are you stalking that idiot?" she said to herself.
The blonde had been avoiding her since this morning and for some reasons that she couldn't elaborate, something inside her just wanted to confront him of his sudden change of attitude towards her.
As Sarada was about to give up in finding her blonde teammate, a hand suddenly tapped her shoulder.
"EEEEEK!" she squealed.
She turned around at once to find Bolt, standing right in front of her. His cast down, cerulean-blue eyes gazed at her onyx-dark ones, with an unreadable expression.
"S-Sarada-chan?" Bolt stammered.
Oh god. He found me. Sarada suddenly panicked.
He stood in front of her awkwardly with both of his hands, still inside his pockets.
"Idiot! Why'd you scare me like that?!" she retorted.
"I'm sorry… I thought… wait… never mind." Bolt sounded like he was having some sort of speech impairment. She can't possibly be here because of me.
An awkward silence followed. Neither were talking.
With a deep sigh, the blonde Uzumaki gave her a courteous bow on the head before turning away to leave her.
"Wait." she stopped him before he could leave.
"Huh?" Bolt asked without batting an eye on her.
"Why were you avoiding me?"
The blonde's eyes widened at her sudden confrontation. Had he been that obvious? Bolt's heart began to pound faster at her question. He himself didn't want to tell her the answer to that question, for fear that she might think of him as a weak coward.
Bolt turned around to face her once more.
"N-No, I'm not avoiding you-ttebasa. What are you saying, Sarada-chan?" the blonde flashed her a fake smile.
"Liar. You've been acting like it since this morning. I'm not an imbecile, Bolt. Boys like you are so stupid."
"I — I was just thinking of s-something else, ya' know. My mind was busy wandering off—."
"Excuses." she silenced him.
Bolt shifted his gaze away from her, unable to look at her straight in the eye, her eyes that saw through his every deception.
"I hate people who lie to themselves." Sarada said.
He was too stunned to say something. Sarada saw through his feigned expression. His sincerely fake smile to conceal his scared, vulnerable and feeble self.
"Oh, uh —," Bolt cleared his throat. "Hey, look at the time! It's already noon. Gotta' go and train some more! You should be training too, Sarada-chan. Bye!"
An excuse, that's all the Uzumaki could think of to escape the situation. He wasn't ready to face her yet. It just made him feel bad to strike a conversation with her, or even see her face since he still felt weak and unable to protect her.
But before he got to leave again, the Uchiha grabbed his arm on time.
"You're not leaving until you tell me the truth."
Sarada stared at him ferociously with her glaring onyx eyes. As if she'd want to rip him off to search for answers.
"What truth?" he asked, pretending not to know.
"The reason why you're avoiding me and … why are you always hiding your hands in your pockets?" the Uchiha noticed.
Oh no. Not the hands. He thought.
To show his injuries would be complete humiliation and a dagger on the throat of his pride. What would she think of him? His hands were still bruised and trembling all over due to the exhaustion from popping the water balloons last night as part of his training.
But then, Sarada Uchiha demanded strictly.
"Show me your hands."
"My hands? Th-There's nothing wrong with my hands. They're p-perfectly fine, ya' know."
"Your hands. SHOW ME." she dared him.
"This is crazy, Sarada-chan. I've got better things to do than this. I gotta go training and — and —"
Using her brute strength, the Uchiha forcefully seized Bolt's hands out of his pockets and grasped the hands tightly. The Uzumaki's face twisted into a grimace of pure painful affliction and agony at the sudden grasp.
"OW-TTEBASA!" Bolt winced in absolute grudging pain as Sarada clenched his hands firmly in a tight grip.
After finally grabbing hold of his hands, Sarada examined them carefully and what she witnessed shocked her the most.
Bruised, red and trembling.
Three powerful words that could perfectly describe the blonde's throbbing hands. Never in her life had she seen someone's hands brutally injured, except for when she went to her mother's clinic once and Sakura was conducting a surgery on this man who had a kunai pierced through his hand.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED TO THIS?!" Sarada looked at her blonde teammate in the eye, full of concern and worry as she held his hands on her own.
"That's painful, ya' know!" Bolt whined. "I was training all right? I injured my hands! Please don't squeeze them so hard."
"TRAINING?! You call inflicting harm on yourself training?!" the Uchiha yelled at her teammate.
After more thorough examination of his hands, Sarada began to soften her grasp and held him more gently. Letting go of his hands carefully, she instead dragged his arm and led him off to someplace else.
"Where are we going-ttebasa?" the blonde asked whilst she hauled him along with her.
Location: (The Uchiha Clan Memorial Lake)
When Naruto became Hokage, one of the few places that he had preserved in Konoha included the Uchiha Clan's territory — the place where the clan massacre occurred, especially the lake where the Uchihas used to train with their Fire Jutsu.
The lake where Sasuke trained to use his Great Fire Ball Technique with his father, in honour of the fallen clan's memory.
Sarada Uchiha brought the blonde Uzumaki along with her towards the wooden bridge, extending just a few metres across the lake.
"What place is this?" Bolt wondered.
"My ancestor's." she replied.
She ordered Bolt to sit down with her and started healing his hands with her Medical Jutsu.
The Uchiha gathered her healing chakra and shaped it into a white orb, then began moving it over Bolt's injured hands.
A jutsu that her mother once used a long time ago.
"You mean the Uchiha Clan's?" he asked.
"This place is where my papa taught me how to do the fireball jutsu. And yes, this was where my clan once lived long ago."
"Oh." was all the blonde could mutter.
Bolt watched her apply the medic jutsu and observed her face. Her milky, flawless face that perfectly adorned her onyx-dark eyes and jet-black hair.
"Sorry." she said.
For the first time, the Uzumaki heard Sarada apologise.
"Wait, what are you sorry for?"
"I don't know." she shrugged. "You were avoiding me. So maybe I did something wrong?"
"No! No you didn't do anything wrong!" Bolt said. "I told you, I just have lots of things in my head. I wasn't avoiding you at all. I was — OUCH!"
Sarada pressed her medical jutsu unto his hand, causing him to wince in pain.
"Just shut up. There's nothing in that head of yours." she glared at him. Then continued healing his injuries. "After this, you must cannot use your hands until tomorrow. Otherwise, it'll just swell a lot again."
"G-Got it." Bolt nodded quickly.
Minutes later…
The Uchiha and the Uzumaki sat side-by-side, observing the stagnant lake under the heat of the bright summer sun beating them down. The blonde felt awkward to be sitting next to the Uchiha after he resolved to stay away from her until he gets stronger, but I guess some things just can't be avoided.
"So," Bolt muttered after seconds of silence and turned to Sarada. "What do wanna do today?"
"Do what?"
"Ya' know. Let's hang out and have fun!"
Sarada finally shifted her gaze towards him.
To her, Bolt Uzumaki was a mysterious book written in some form of language that she couldn't understand. The blonde seemed impossible to read — at first he'd be dying to make her his girlfriend, the next he'd be avoiding her and now, he's starting to get nice and energetic all of a sudden.
"We don't have time for that, idiot. I'd rather study at the library to prepare for the Chunin Exams than hang out with you." Sarada lifted her glasses up and began to stand up.
"But that's two months away, Sarada-chan. Besides, I bet you already know every single thing written in those textbooks." he whined.
"So what? Are you just going to study at the last minute and procrastinate? Well, I'm sorry but that's not how I do things."
"You're boring." Bolt quickly added.
Caught in surprise by the insult, the Uchiha was fired up once more to make a good come-back.
"Well, y-you're annoying!" she retorted.
"Oh yeah?" the blonde stood up and faced her, ready to engage in a battle of insults once more.
"Stupid." Sarada began.
"Feminist." Bolt retorted.
"Dense idiot."
"Salad."
"Whisker-face."
"Four-eyes."
"Cry baby."
"Mommy's girl."
"Egghead."
"Nerd."
"Pouty-face."
"Stalker."
SHANAROOO! Irritated by the blonde's constant jibes, the Uchiha proceeded to get her bow and arrow from the backpack that she carried along with her and aimed it towards Bolt.
"W-wait! DON'T SHOOT ME-TTEBASA! I didn't mean what I said. I was just kidding! I'm sorry!" he pleaded and bowed down in front of her.
But.
Unexpectedly, Sarada shot the arrow at one of the target practice posts near the Uchiha Clan's training grounds and archery training areas, hitting the white line close the red circle at the middle of the round shooting practice.
"Forget it." she grunted as she headed towards the archery practice grounds.
The Uchiha walked further up ahead as Bolt watched her every step and followed her. She began to aim her bow at the red bull's-eye mark, pulling the string back after taking an arrow from her quiver like a professional archer.
"You're lucky that you're injured." Sarada muttered whilst fixing her eyes on the target. "Otherwise, I would've forced you to make your Shadow Clones for my target practice."
"Why me?" Bolt asked, standing behind her.
"Because you're stupid."
Her eyebrows scrunched down as she mentally focused her aim on the red dot. Her lips pierced together in a straight line, exuding determination and confidence — things that the blonde found to be attractive.
In the blink of an eye, her arrow shot out and flew towards the target.
A perfect bull's eye.
"Wow. You're amazing, Sarada-chan." his jaw-dropped at her accuracy. "Who taught you this?"
"My papa. We used to come down here and practice a lot a long time ago." Sarada withdrew another arrow from her quiver and aimed the bow once more.
Zoom! The arrow fired.
Another bull's-eye.
Bolt watched her every move and began to fantasise what it would be like for her to be in his arms. The way she fired that arrow. A graceful beauty, something so delicate yet so strong.
His face formed a smile as he stared at the Uchiha in admiration. But I don't deserve her. Not yet.
Sarada was too engaged in practicing with her bow and arrow, but she could help but notice that her blonde teammate had been silent for quiet some time now.
She turned around and her eyes widened at the sight before her.
"B-Bolt! WHAT THE HELL?! Put your clothes back on!"
Bolt Uzumaki took his shirt and pants off, leaving only his boxers and showing-off his naked tan upper body. He wasn't that muscular yet, considering that he's still on his way to puberty, but his body was definitely fit and robust.
Right away, he scampered off quickly towards the Uchiha Memorial Lake and dived towards the huge body of water.
SPLASH!
"Come and join me, Sarada-chan!" he waved towards her as he swam across the lake.
"Idiot!" the Uchiha rushed towards the bridge close to the lake. "YOU CAN'T SWIM HERE! This lake is sacred! My ancestors trained in this lake!"
"What did you say?"
"I said you can't swim here!" she yelled.
Her blonde teammate paddled towards her, swimming. His head stayed above the water as his arms quickly swept and feet kicking to stay afloat. Sarada tried her best to conceal a smile that was beginning to form on her face. Bolt looked like a cute puppy learning how to swim.
"I didn't know that. Sorry." Bolt said once he swam closer to the bridge where Sarada was standing.
"Now you do. So get out of the water."
"Will you help me up, Sarada-chan?"
The blonde Uzumaki extended an arm, a request for Sarada to hoist him up so that he can climb up the bridge. She was hesitant at first, but Bolt's cerulean blue eyes that matched the colour of the bluest skies softened her heart and she couldn't resist.
Sarada reached out for Bolt's hand to drag him out of the water.
But suddenly.
"AAAAAH!" she shrieked.
With a mischievous grin on his face, Bolt Uzumaki pulled her down the water instead. The Uchiha was now soaked wet as she struggled to swim after the blonde had dragged her down.
"HAH! I tricked you-ttebasa!" Bolt began laughing.
SPLASH! He splashed water unto her face.
"Wh-what have you done?" Sarada realised that she was now swimming in her ancestor's sacred lake.
"Catch me if you can!" he challenged her.
"Why you …"
Thus, a chase in the lake began. Bolt was an agile swimmer. He might not be that good in academics but swimming was one of the things that he definitely had an advantage over the prodigious Uchiha.
"Come back here!" Sarada swam as fast as she could, paddling her legs quickly.
Bolt and Sarada swam around the lake for a couple of minutes, with the Uchiha trying her best to catch her blonde teammate who was conspicuously a better swimmer than her.
To give her a chance, the Uzumaki slowed down and allowed his teammate to catch up to him. And to his surprise, Sarada was laughing whilst she made her way towards him.
"Stupid!" Sarada called for him.
Her lips twisted into a genuine smile towards the Uzumaki with a chortle. Her onyx-dark eyes sparked at the blonde with a glimpse of happiness, a rare jewel in his eyes.
"You're so mean to me!" Sarada kept splashing water towards Bolt, grinning.
"Here comes … the TICKLE SHARK !" Bolt lunged forth the Uchiha and started tickling her while keeping afloat in water. "RAAWR!"
"EEEK! Bolt stop it!" she moaned and giggled, trying to shove away the blonde's hands that were prodding her.
But truth is, she didn't want him to stop. She hasn't had this much fun since her papa started leaving for his solitary journey a long time ago. Something that she didn't want to end. Ever.
After a while, the two Genins retreated back to the surface and found shade under the tall oak trees surrounding the nearby Uchiha complex.
"Ugh, my clothes are wet. No thanks to you." Sarada complained as they sat underneath the shade.
"But you had fun, didn't ya'? That's what matters."
Panting, Bolt lied down on the grassy ground. He shifted his gaze towards the Uchiha, who proceeded to grab his dry clothes near the bridge before standing right in front of him.
"I'll be borrowing these for now." Sarada said, referring to his clothes. "It's your payback for dragging me to the water."
Bolt shot her a cute wink, making the Uchiha blush.
"W-what are you waiting for?" she asked. Her face getting redder as she watched the half-naked Uzumaki lying down in front of her, chilling.
"What do you mean?"
"TURN AROUND! You can't watch at me while I'm changing my clothes, you pervert!"
And so the blonde did as told.
He turned around whilst his Uchiha teammate got changed behind him. The temptation to turn around was there. What kind of teenage boy wouldn't want to see his crush get naked?
"Don't look. Or I'll kill you." Sarada warned him.
Bolt could hear her take her clothes off before she wore his clothes. The sound of the garments falling on the ground was the only noise amidst the peaceful surroundings of the Uchiha Memorial Lake.
"Done?" he asked.
"No."
a minute later …
"Okay. You may turn around now." she said.
Slowly, Bolt spun himself around to face the Uchiha.
And he laughed.
"S-Sarada-chan, you look like… HAHAHA!" Bolt couldn't suppress an uncontrollable laughter.
"What?!"
"You look like a boy." Bolt snickered.
SHANAROOO! She smacked him on the head to shut him up.
Wearing Bolt's clothes made her look like the little Sasuke, female version. Her jet-black hair felt heavy due to being soaked with water, making her look like Sasuke when his hair is wet.
She shook her head to shake off the droplets of water on hair before sitting beside the Uzumaki.
Sarada hanged her clothes on top of the tree branch nearby to let them dry whilst she wore Bolt's clothes.
Their whole afternoon was spent under the shade of the tall oak tree, chatting and talking about all sorts of random stuff.
"And then BAM! I almost threw a punch on my dad but then my mom came to stop me," the blonde said. Recalling what he did before when he attacked Naruto with his Shadow Clones. (referring to Chapter 2)
"What did your mom do?" the curious Uchiha asked.
"She quickly paralysed me with her taijutsu. I was on the verge of hitting a Hokage but darn it-ttebasa!"
Sarada chuckled. "Your mom did the right thing."
"Hey, that's mean. Who's side are you on?" Bolt nudged her with a smirk on his face.
"Not yours." she pushed his elbow gently.
And they both burst out laughing.
"According to my papa's books, we just disrespected my ancestors, you know. We weren't supposed to swim at the lake." Sarada said. "In the books, it says that —"
"Books? I don't care what the books say. They're just a bunch of written words. Besides, we had the best time of our lives."
"You can't possibly say that against books! Books can be your lifetime friends. They won't betray you, or even annoy you. They'll stay with you and never leave. Unlike someone out there."
Someone? The blonde Uzumaki began to realise that she was referring to someone else.
"It's … your dad isn't it?" Bolt asked. He tilted his head on one side, looking at the Uchiha in concern.
"Whenever I'm lonely, my books always kept me company. I read lots of adventures about shinobi travelling all sorts of places and helping people in need. That's when I picture my papa as the hero in my book. In that way, I'd feel like he's always by my side and never leaves."
"Your dad sucks."
Sarada shot him a detestable glare.
"Don't say that. I still respect him, even though he isn't always here." she scolded him.
"Sorry. I didn't mean it that way." Bolt apologised. "Anyways, let me tell you about the jutsu that Konohamaru-sensei is teaching me. Ya' know … "
The Uzumaki thought of changing that topic of the conversation in order to cheer his teammate up.
Moments passed and Sarada began to realise that hanging out with the blonde Uzumaki wasn't such a bad idea.
In fact, she was enjoying his company, and the same goes for him. Bolt was wasn't that annoying at all. His lively and energetic personality is the very reason that he managed to keep an interesting conversation going between both of them.
after hours of non-stop conversation …
The sun drowned in the horizon, it's rays of light glimmering faintly as the stars began to shine its way into the approaching night sky.
"Well, I guess I should probably get going now." Sarada muttered.
After Sarada got changed back to her now-dry clothes, she waited for Bolt to finish putting his clothes back on before turning back to him.
"We should — ya' know, hang out like this a lot. It's a great way to spend a day-off." Bolt said, keeping in mind that now isn't the right time to ask her out on a date.
"Y-yeah." Sarada's cheeks flushed. Although she may not admit it, today was actually one of the best days of her life.
Did she just agree with me? Bolt wondered in surprise.
"Would you like me to walk you home, Sarada-chan?" he asked, being a gentleman and all that.
"No, it's okay." she replied. "I'll be fine on my own."
"So … maybe next time again-ttebasa?"
Sarada turned away from him, her eyes took a quick glance at the lake before them. Then, he turned around once more to look at him.
"Bolt?" she sighed.
"Y-Yeah?" he looked at her intently, his cerulean-blue eyes goggling at her cheerfully.
"I had fun." Sarada confessed.
Location: (The Uzumaki Residence)
Like a madman gone loose, Bolt Uzumaki made his way home a happy man after finding out that Sarada actually had a good time with him. Even though it wasn't a date, the blonde treated it as his first. His heart felt light and the pain of the aching muscles on his hands vanished like magic.
"Mom, I'm home." he announced.
He arrived to witness Hinata teaching Himawari how to do her maths and proceeded to give his mother a kiss on the cheek.
"How's your day, Bolt?" Hinata asked.
"It's fine." But honestly, it was more than fine.
Himawari stood up and rushed towards his side.
"Look, nii-san! I draw us together!"
The little Hinata showed her brother a cute drawing of him, holding hands and playing with his little sister. It wasn't really that artistic, but Bolt flashed her a genuine smile before giving Himawari a quick brotherly hug.
"That's really nice, Hima-chan. You're going to be a great artist one day." he encouraged her.
After Himawari went back on doing her maths, Hinata turned to her son and began to speak in her usual gentle manner.
"Listen." she started. "We're celebrating an important occasion at the Hyuga Estate tomorrow and you should come along too."
"Why do I have to be there-ttebasa?"
"Because you haven't seen your oji-san in a long time. Don't you want to see your Grandpa Hiashi?"
"O-Of course I do, mom."
"Be sure to wake up early tomorrow, okay?" Hinata gave him a gentle pat on the forehead.
The blonde nodded in response.
Later that night, Bolt Uzumaki couldn't sleep at all. His mind lingered over the events that happened this afternoon. Of how he and Sarada had spent the day together, just chilling and having fun.
Then, he remembered.
The way Sarada gracefully pulled an arrow out from her quiver and shot a perfect bull's-eye on the red dot in the middle of the target circle. The way her beautiful onyx-dark eyes aimed accurately and how she pulled that string with elegance before she fired that arrow..
An arrow to my heart.
Bolt thought merrily with a wide grin on his face before he slowly drifted off to a peaceful night's rest.
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