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Ouran High School Host Club-X-Katekyo hitman reborn-X-slight-assassin's creed-X-multiple-crossover's

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"Talking"

'Thinking or thought's'

"Talking on the phone"

Words on paper

Memories or flashback's

Sadistic

-place/time and time-skips-

On with the story

-place host club time 8:30pm-

-No one's pov-

The Ouran ballroom is decorated like a carnival straight from the streets of victorian Venice, the memebers of the Vindice are dressed as plague doctors acting as both guards and false entertainment.

Most of the hosts are dressed as noble men or street performers, however Kyoya is dressed as a noble countess and Haruhi is dressed similarly to Paola whom was both a assassin and the owner of the La Rosa Colta brothel life.

Ryoji, Skull, Hatori, Reborn and Tsuna are all dressed as carnival performers acting as both another source of entertainment and waiters for food an drink, Yuki is dressed as a Victorian musician and is playing the song Dreams of Venice on the violin beautifully.

The guests, the lady's and their families are having the times of their lives and the fact that the hosts and their many helpers are only mostly speaking in fluent Italian with some Japanese here and there as to not confuse everyone else to much, only adds to the tone of a carnival of Venice, and almost every thing is going according to plan.

However it wouldn't be interesting if things were done perfectly, Haruhi watches from the middle of a crowd of guests, as her target speaks with an annoyance both of whom are staring at Kyoya whom is playing his part as a noble woman quiet perfectly, noting the disgust and hate in the eyes of the two watching him, she smiles coldly behind her hand knowing that one or both of them are going to start something they cannot finish.

And when they do she'll be there to act as a good brothel leader should and protect one of her own, the other hosts wanted to dress up as courtesans with Haruhi acting as their madam cause they thought that it would be fun, but Haruhi declined the request stating that it wouldn't be right for this party and that they could be lady's of the night next time if they performed well tonight.

Taking a breath to calm her mind and keep emotions from her face, she closes the distance between her and her target flaunt Italian flowing like silk from her tongue "madam Suoh yes?".

Shizue Suoh is pulled away from her conversation with Yoshio Ootori, to gaze down at a gorgeous woman wearing a black an emerald Victorian style dress with a hood, although she does notice that the younger woman has a baby bump, informing to everyone else that she is at least three to four months pregnant, and a wedding ring as to her marriage status.

Pure Italian silk greet her old ears and Shizue grinds her teeth slightly to stop her instincts from acting like a fool in front of this clearly very important young noble woman, her own Italian dulled by disuse "yes I am, although I was unaware of the fact that we had business to discuss in such a uncivilized place".

A seductive laugh and heated passion filled brown eyes stare up at her from underneath long thick lashes, the noble woman smiles elegantly in a kind manner "I find this festival refreshing and the country of Japan to just as calming as my own mother land is, tell me as we walk to our table, have you ever had the pleasure of attending the festival in vindice in recent times?".

Shizue wordlessly takes the offered arm of the shorter woman and they find themselves a table where a handsome dark haired man wearing as a carnival joker begins serving espresso and tiramisu.

"Do you ladies require anything else dearest sister?" The seductive purr of the man's voice sends shivers down Shizue's spine, only for a slight blush to appear on her cheeks when the young Italian woman replies in a equally sensual purr of her own "no dearest brother we do not, although you could strip for us, however our respective spouses wouldn't be to kind to such naughty things now would they?".

The man laughs his black eyes flickering gold for a few seconds his tone as sexual as before "hmmm..., maybe if the four of us did so together then we won't be punished later on by our beloved's".

The devilish smile of the noble woman sitting across from her at their table is telling as to her answer even though she purrs "perhaps" the man leaves to continue working and for some reason unknown to her Shizue cannot stop herself from asking "so are you going to do it?, allow everyone here at this gathering to witness you and your family in such a manner?".

The smile may seem innocent yet it is the brown eyes filled with passion and humor that tells another answer all together "in such a manner hmm..., such nonsense as those words are. my family is as sensual in nature as I myself am, this little show of ours means nothing to us besides a bit of fun, it is like dancing in a rain storm".

She leans towards Shizue her brown eyes glow amber slightly "you get wet from the rain yet are careful not to lose yourself in the storm and be hit by the lightning that dances in the clouds in which the sun hides waiting while the mist lingers awaiting cooler weather the while the sky watches judgmentless and welcoming, so do not presume that my family is going to strip for anyone's pleasure but our own".

Shizue is silent for a few minutes drinking her coffee before speaking "I am at a cruel loss as to the fact I don't know your name and yet you seem to know quite a bit about me and my family".

"I am lady Maria Von Veckenschtein and Shizue Suoh this night is is mine a gift to me for the treasured life growing inside my womb, even though I won't be able to enjoy watching my child grow up, so Shizue have you brought a gift for this baby shower?".

Amber eyes watch as Shizue realizes that she doesn't even have a shower gift for the baby shower she didn't even know was happening and the elderly woman's eyes flicker to the gift table not to far away from their own table filled with different wrapped gifts of shapes and sizes, wordlessly Haruhi now Maria for this mission hands Shizue a invitation to this very party.

Watching with inner joy as the woman across from her slowly grows even paler then before, as the words on the invitation run though her mind and guilt rushes though her veins, or maybe the thing rushing though her veins is the fast acting poison Haruhi created and had Reborn put in Shizue's coffee before serving it.

Shizue's eyes are glazed over with emotions as she won't feel the poison killing her from the inside out, it doesn't cause pain it only shuts down the mayor internal organs while making it seem like such a tragic loss has been happening for quite sometime before the actual death, so that the police have no reason to look closer.

As if sensing Death walking over her grave Shizue reaches into her purse and low an behold a piece of eden thought lost to the sands of time, yet thirty years ago she found it in a abandoned ruined base of the assassin's order in Egypt.

However Haruhi gives the woman pause for a few seconds to long as she says something that makes the elder stop in her tracks "I wish I didn't have to die soon I wanted to watch my little ones grow up alongside my husband, this world is rotting away is it not Shizue?, it's a shame that I won't be able to complete my plans to join the Templar's and save this rotten world".

Shizue had thought about the new generation of Templar's she had hoped her son and grandson would be leading the way for the future after her death, but both of them denied her world and rejected the Templar's teachings refusing to join her, and yet here sitting across the table before her very eyes is a shining hope that she so badly wanted in her own family yet didn't receive her hearts wish.

Maybe Maria can be the daughter she never got to have after her husband passed away not long after they turned twenty seven, she never remarried because no one else ever understood her the way Yukito did.

"What do you mean by the fact you won't see your children grow up Maria?" the noble woman looks exhausted and the smile that she gives reflects the pain she is in currently "two years ago I was diagnosed with a incurable illness of unknown origin, my family doctor begged me to not go through with the pregnancy it would only kill me faster, but I didn't want to leave my beloved husband without a reason to keep living on without me, I know that I don't have much time left I won't live to see my next birthday let alone my children first birthday".

There is a question shining in those amber eyes and she wants to know what it is, "I have a selfish request to make of you Shizue" the elder woman stares at the younger woman both so alike in their views of family and of the world "anything except my family" Maria gives a small smile.

But Shizue wonders why the smile seems so fragile like glass "I want you to promise to look after my family once I'm gone from this world" a daughter she would've killed to have indeed, Shizue's mind is made up and she leaves her chair heading over to Maria and gently takes her scarred battle worn hands into her mirrored hands only different due to old age, and she places the her piece of eden into the hands of the next generation.

"Maria you well get to watch your children grow up, hopefully grow old with your husband and I have no doubt that you'll change this rotten broken world as a fine templar perhaps even as the next leader, let no one see that you have this ever" Maria opens her hands and she sees the Ankh of Isis.

Pocketing the piece of eden Maria draws Shizue into a hug knowing the old woman won't live more then ten seconds from now as the poison eats away at her heart, leaning up to whisper to her final words to an enemy into Shizue's ear "Requiescat in pace".

It is ten seconds to late with horror and realization of what she just did, Shizue allowed herself to be fooled by a dying pregnant woman and worse yet she gave away her piece of eden to an enemy whom hide so well in plan site that she actually made Shizue's stone cold heartache with longing for a daughter "assassin...".

But the vilest crime of this whole situation is the fact that she is actually proud to met her fate by the hands of this assassin at least it wasn't the cancer laying waste to her brain that sent her off to deaths doors in the end.

Shizue Suoh breath's her last in the arms of the enemy and her body is placed into the chair she was using moments earlier to avoid drawing attention to the fact the woman Isn't among the living anymore.

Haruhi finishes the sun flame laced coffee that Reborn wanted her to drink for her health, and empty tea cup shatters in her hand when she witnesses Kyoya by bitch slapped to the ground by his own father.

Ryoji holds the twins back as they try to get to Kyoya, Mori and Honey are held back by Jaeger and Reborn,

while Tamaki is barely held back by Jack, whom is surprised by the humans strength cause he is a werewolf so Tamaki shouldn't be able to damm near break out of his hold, but Tamaki does eventually break out of the werewolf's hold.

Only to be stopped by Bermuda himself as the man whispers harshly into the youngsters ear "Stop it Tamaki your ruining the already fucked up plan, go to Kyoya but do not make a scene or move towards his father, let the adults take care of this shit".

Tamaki stops struggling and does as ordered helping Kyoya to his feet and looking over the others swollen slightly bleeding cheek, a low growl ripping from the blonde's throat at the site of the injury on one of his most treasured people.

Out of the corner of his eye Tamaki see's Bermuda take hold of Yoshio Ootori's arm's from behind and the snap paired with the snarl of pain tells the whole of the host club that the Vindice leader snapped the bone one of the man's arms.

Yuzuru walks into the ballroom ready to party and chat with old friends, however the headmaster sees his best friend and fellow element Yoshio in a lock hold by the most terrifying man in existence his friend sporting a broken arm and young Kyoya has a swollen bleeding cheek while the young man is being embraced by his own son.

So he puts four and four together and sends up with a unknown number when he sees a pregnant Haruhi stalk though the gathered crowd of students, their parents and the help, the young woman is clearly on the war path and yet the headmaster stands between his friend, his damm near brother and the glowing enraged amber eyes of a sky who's element has been harmed.

Two choices is path intertwined paths is all he can follow at this moment in time, one he act as a fellow element to Yoshio, is being held accountable for something by the mafia lawman himself, and that of a headmaster because his students and teachers are in the room currently enjoying the Victorian bell.

Two paths, one dammed choice, yet all he can do. is choose a one different from the other three, so slowly as to not make other party aggressive as to his intention, Yuzuru slowly walks towards the enraged sky and not the enraged cloud holding his fellow element.

A low growl from the cloud as he stands in front of the sky yet the cloud who has a hold of Yoshio doesn't move an inch.

No the mafia lawman doesn't move an inch out of place, only stares at him with golden eyes that promise his slow painful death with a wooden spoon, should he do anything to the sky in front of him.

The headmaster bows deeply towards the enraged pregnant sky who's gaze is a liquified sunset amber color not a good sign for Yoshio at all, but Yuzuru has more to think about besides just his fellow elements life, there are to many innocent people who can be harmed in the cross fire should he try to free his friend from his own bed made fate.

"Please Haruhi if Yoshio is to punished for his actions, then do not do so here there is no reason to get innocent people involved with his foolish actions" Haruhi doesn't speak for a few heart beats she simply stares at his still bowed form searching for lies.

Upon finding none she nods her head towards Bermuda and her husband takes his newest prisoner away to be dealt with later on out of the watching gazes of the innocent citizens attending the party tonight.

She waves her hand silently telling Yuzuru to stand up and she turns to where Tamaki is still embracing Kyoya, soon Haruhi looks at the headmaster out of the corner of her eye.

"Tamaki was ready to rip Yoshio limb from limb and probably beat the fool to death with his own bleeding arms, your son loves his best friend whom was the only one of us host club members not to see it, but judging by the fact that Kyoya hasn't left the arms of our king I'd say that our shadow king feels the same way, good to know that they'll have each other once I'm gone".

Yuzuru says nothing about the fact that Tamaki is in love with Kyoya, he has known for a long time probably even before his knew about his true feelings, the headmaster does however look at the young woman standing beside him currently and all he can think to do to repay her for the kindness she has shown his son and his friends is a single thing.

"Haruhi come to my office Monday morning and be prepared to stay for a few hours" she nods her head silently not answering him vocally and he watches Haruhi rejoin the host clubs other members as she looks over Kyoya's injured cheek, whom waves off her concerns as to getting it healed by Reborn.

He watches her smile genuinely and laugh warmly with those boys and the family she shared with them, and Yuzuru wishes that she didn't have to die so incredibly young especially when her life is just beginning, he can only hope that her husband is strong enough to carry on without her and raise their children properly.

But what happens after Haruhi's death Isn't a concern of his, as he is not apart of the family all he can do is watch from the fence line and wait for the day Tamaki asks for his help, yet for some reason unknown to him currently Yuzuru hopes that day never comes to pass.

The mafia world is behind him and has been for a long time and with Yoshio rotting inside a Vindice cell everything connecting him to their world and his old famiglia is gone, best left the past stay in the past and die a old civilian.

With those thoughts the headmaster turns on his heel and heads towards a group of his students and their parents to talk and enjoy the beautiful party his son's club put together.

True to the words she had spoken earlier to Shizue, Haruhi does indeed strip down to her black silk undergarments, while Tsuna, Reborn and Bermuda are all in their birthday suits uncaring if they let it all hang out, her dearly beloved husband forbid her from doing the same, stating that no one would be left alive because he would kill them all for seeing her fully naked unless it was for work.

Which this is most certainly not, as it is for a baby shower game that she came up with, as a little revenge for not being allowed to have a shot of whiskey at her bachelorette party, Tsuna was only allowed to be buck naked on the condition that no one touches him or Reborn gets to defend his husband's honor with very real bullets.

Haruhi doesn't mind the show her own husband is putting on, and Tsuna threatened to burn people alive if anyone dared to try an take what belongs to him that being his own very handsome spouse.

Although the reactions differ from group to group, Ryoji is covering his eyes not wanting to see his pregnant daughter nearly naked.

Skull is hiding her face in Hatori's back having seen her brother buck naked more then enough times when they were slaves, Hatori doesn't look away from the site of the four troublesome bastards, having seen them in such states do to saving their lives many times in a year.

The twins eyes are being covered by Jaeger whom is rolling his eyes at the antics of his family while wondering if Haruhi well let him take some cake to Tohru later.

Mori and Honey let out wolf whistles happy to encourage the four hopefully to get them to continue doing crazy things like this, it makes life less boring.

Kyoya and Tamaki are wondering if Haruhi would like to be on this year's special calendar.

And the many lovely ladies that frequent the host club for safe entertainment, are ether passed out cold on the floor or cheering loudly in delight.

The parents of the ladies and other guests are in utter shock that they are witnessing a literal train wreck on fire and they can't look away from it.

Haruhi smiles devilishly at the ladies as she purrs seductively "alright my lovely ladies it is time for game you've all be waiting for, the pencil and piece of paper I gave you upon entering the ballroom is to cast your votes, based upon how I act with each of the three men before us, your job is to figure out who fathered my children, with Hatori as the judge on the results, good luck lovelies!".

The cheers are deafening but Haruhi grins regardless of thundering approval of the ladies who are the life's blood of the host club, and so not being a hostess who disappoints she sets out to entertain their guests.

Holding hands and kissing Tsuna on the cheek, dancing a little bit with Reborn whom kisses her forehead, and happily cuddling with Bermuda as he leaves a few feather light kisses here an there and on her lips.

The four of them get dressed and after the votes are cast, Hatori is more then happy to see tease the man who won "sorry Bermuda it would seem that your not the father after all..." the lightning doesn't even get the chance to finish before the father in question is after his life chasing Hatori around the room.

Thus Skull the one to announce the results "Bermuda is the winner of the game by a landslide!, now stop trying to kill my husband dear brother, you know he's just teasing you" the immortal man growls deeply in his throat annoyed by the prank but doesn't try to kill his brother in law again for the rest of the night.

Haruhi laughs happily at the site of everyone having so much fun at the ball her eyes flicker towards the ice cold corpse of Shizue which is still sitting stiff in the very same chair she died in earlier tonight.

Knowing full well that Tamaki is going to be pained by the more then just timely death of his grandmother she decides that it is a good idea to leave the ball early before the body is found by some due gooder hoping to help an old woman with something.

Saying her goodbyes to the guests, her friends and family Bermuda takes her home alongside the many babyshower gifts that they'll have to send thank you notes for later on in the week, no one questions why she wants to leave the party so soon probably believing her to be worn out by her illness and the pregnancy, fine by her if they don't ask stupid questions.

-line break-

Laying in their bed curled up around each other naked, silently he plays with her hair while she traces his scars, both of them enjoying the silence and company of the other, free from people and duty alike for a few lingering moments.

Molten gold eyes flicker towards the top of the dresser where a small list lingers "I liked the last two names on the list" she draws closer to him basking in the warmth that she only feels when he holds her close "which two?".

His eyes reflect his playful mood "the last two" sighing heavily at the answer she makes a move to get up to get the list off of the dresser, but is unsuccessful in her quest as the only being in the way of said quest is the person whom is currently holding her in his arms unwilling to let her go anytime soon.

Huffing irritated she looks up at her husband and the little smile that he gives her doesn't reach his eyes which reflect his pain an mourning "stay with me" and she isn't able to deny the impossible request "fine we'll finally finish picking names tomorrow" she doesn't try to leave his warmth filled embrace for rest of the night.

And for a brief moment she happily falls asleep in the arms of the man she loves, knowing that she has work to do tomorrow.

-line break-

Haruhi wakes up to the scent of breakfast being cooked, and slowly gets up leaving her sleeping husband in their nice warm bed, and getting dressed in a pair of comfy blue pants and a white t shirt.

The table is set for three people worth of plates an silverware, with milk, juice, coffee, tea and water, the scent of eggs, bacon, sausage and toast bring her to the kitchen.

Where she finds exactly who she expected to be in her kitchen at five in the morning cooking breakfast for the three of them it would seem.

A spoon filled with red sweet cherry scented sauce is brought up to her face and Haruhi snaps back into reality "try this and tell me if it needs cinnamon" without a doubt she takes a bite from the offered spoon and thinks on the flavors for a few seconds before answering "a little bit but not much".

Death smiles fondly before returning to cooking and she goes to get the piece of eden from its hiding place in the apartment.

Returning to the kitchen in time watch Death place the food on plates an carry them out to the table, alongside the cherry cinnamon sauce, after cleaning his hands on a dish towel he sits at the table and gives the dying mother to be his full attention.

He takes the piece of eden wordlessly inspecting it before looking Haruhi dead in the eyes his tone blunt "you put this in the flower pot by the front to hide it didn't you" she looks a bit surprised at his words and she grins sheepishly "you can tell hmm?" he makes a little noise of irritation in the back of his throat almost growl like in nature.

As he stares down at Ankh in his hands "it smells of dying plant life, you really should water that poor basil plant more" she laughs slightly knowing she doesn't have green thumb in the slightest and he smirks at her his eyes reflect his amusement "to think Shizue Suoh was using my Ankh to keep living longer then she should have, her brain cancer should have taken her life two years before Tamaki's birth".

Death sets the piece of eden on the table before bowing his head respectfully towards the woman before him his tone genuine "I thank you for her soul as well as the unknowing return of my Ankh Haruhi, but you know that I can't do anything else for you and even then I may not even get to give you that much no matter how much I want to, I'm sorry but time isn't something that I am able to give freely".

Haruhi says nothing for a few moments silently staring down at the bowed form of Death and then she smiles sadly "and I wouldn't have asked you too Harry" Death leaves his bow and stares blankly at her for a few moments then he begins to lightly chuckle.

Closing the distance between them in a few seconds, he runs his fingers though her hair as he embraces her closely, close enough to be able to hear his heart beat and yet... not a single beat echoes from the heart of Death, his arms tighten around her smaller form and she feels slightly warm but not far off of her usual ice cold temperature.

They stay like this for a good few minutes before he breaks the silence "your corpse cold and I wish I could change that but I myself am a corpse so to speak and the tell no tails nor do we chase away the frost of death" Haruhi gives a humorless laugh it sounds more like a threat then a laugh.

Even though he doesn't give off any warmth she still draws closer to him knowing that he doesn't get the chance to embrace someone very often "don't tell my dearly beloved husband who you really are Death just go by Harry, he doesn't need to know that his dying pregnant wife is having breakfast with death himself".

Death cackles lowly in her ear and she can almost feel him smirking evilly "yes the truth about us would destroy his brain and kill his heart making him a zombie and I deal with enough zombies to last till the end of times".

Rolling her eyes at the crazy inner workings of her companions brain, but soon enough Haruhi falls back asleep knowing she is in one safest places in the universe and the irony of the situation isn't lost on Death ether he simply smiles fondly at the sleeping woman in his arms, while mourning their now cold breakfast.

Haruhi wakes up the familiar sound of a gun being prepared to kill its target and opens her eyes to see Death calmly holding her still while her husband is standing behind him with one of the many handguns they keep in the apartment aimed at Deaths skull.

"Who are you and what are you doing to my wife" Death doesn't bat an eye he simply smiles fondly his tone reflects his amusement "go ahead an fire you'll only succeed in blowing my brains all over your wife as well as the breakfast I prepared for the three of us" when she tries to leave Death's arms he doesn't let her free from his now iron tight hold.

No he holds fast and strong not letting his opponent leave his arms, cause even though she is still breathing in the land of the living it doesn't change who they are to each other, they'll have their final match one way or another it's just a matter of how and when.

Bermuda lows the gun yet doesn't put it away nor put the safety back in place, eventually he allows his opponent to leave his arms and watches calmly as Haruhi is forcefully brought into her husband's tight embrace while the other man once again aims the gun at his skull and the only reason he doesn't pull the trigger now is due to the woman whom connects them both.

Haruhi places a hand on Bermuda's arm her tone calm yet annoyed "I don't want to eat brains with my breakfast and besides this is my client whom is definitely a threat but has promised to behave himself today".

Bermuda does as his wife asks after a few moments of deciding if it is worth sleeping on the couch or not, and decides that he doesn't want to be without his wife sleeping next him anytime soon so he doesn't kill her so called client today.

Rolling her eyes at her husband and his train of thought Haruhi grins sheepishly "guess I'll introduce you two now, Harry this is my overly protective husband Bermuda, Dearest this is my client Harry he's the one who wanted Shizue deader then a door stop, he made us breakfast as payment for a job well done".

Both men simply stare blankly at the other for long while as if to stake claim to the woman whom they both have connections too, but in the end Harry smiles fondly "it's a pleasure to finally met you in the flesh Bermuda, your has told me many a story about you I'm glad you live up to those tales so well" purr usual her husband doesn't miss his target as he replies with his own brand of poison tongue "you seem awfully familiar Harry have we crossed paths before now".

Deaths gives the same fond smile even though it doesn't change the cold look in his deadly emerald eyes at all "perhaps you see me when I walk over your grave" Bermuda snarls and his hackles rise rapidly and Haruhi sighs heavily in defeat at their shitty behavior towards each other.

But she says nothing about it knowing that it would be much worse if Bermuda knew Harry was literally death himself in their home and Harry wouldn't hold back ether not like he is now.

They eat mostly in calm eerie silence soon enough breakfast ends and Harry decides to make Bermuda even more pissed off at him then other man already is, by kissing Haruhi on the forehead then to pull away and smirk evilly at his newest pranking target, while watching this whole event play before his eyes Bermuda has managed to completely snap his metal fork in half.

Haruhi mutters about both of them being idiots before leaving the room to take her medicine.

Harry smirks devilishly at the younger immortal whom is trying and dammed near successful in his attempt to murder him with those molten gold eyes, as he starts to fade away from view without the use of mist flames while he purring darkly "I so look forward to playing with your wife in due time, but until then fare thee well Bermuda Von Veckenschtein".

The bullet hits the wall behind his fading form right where his head would've been and all that's left behind is the haunting cackles of icy frost and the scent of death.

Bermuda looks up at his beloved when she returns to the room and she doesn't seem surprised by his next words "that man Harry..., he is dangerous even..., even more dangerous then I am, he vanished without the use of flames and before he did so, he hinted at the fact he was going to play with you soon... Haruhi what have you gotten yourself into these past few years".

She laughs lightly almost hauntingly but says nothing about what Bermuda so bluntly implies regarding Harry and herself, no she doesn't want to break her sweet kind and loving husband with the truth of whom was visiting today.

So instead saying anything she just falls into his arms and holds onto him tightly closing her eyes and slowly fades into sleep listening to the sound of a beating heart.

Hopefully Harry doesn't try to cause to much trouble with her family before or even after their match, having Death as a friend isn't for the faint of heart after all.

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