Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or any of its associated characters!
Summary: Sasuke is tired. Sasuke is hungry. Sasuke is...well, hunting, now. Vampire AU, SNS, will be explicit. Two years later...it's done! New chapter will be up every day until the fic is finished!
A/N: Hello hello! Sorry to keep you all waiting! I can't believe how much love this fic has gotten already sdfsdhfksf thank you all so, so much! Honestly! I'm so happy you all like it already. Before we get into it, please look at the art that ninjaduelist-art drew for me! It's over on tumblr and twitter if you haven't seen it, and I'll link it on ao3!
Bite Me
Chapter 3: Glow-in-the-Dark
Naruto beat him there, next week. Not that he'd been checking or anything—no, Sasuke had absolutely not hovered outside of the door until he heard an all-too-familiar laugh. He absolutely hadn't been waiting, just outside, on the off chance Naruto hadn't quite made it there yet.
He absolutely hadn't...
"Sasuke!" Naruto ran right up to him, dodging a desk or two on the way. "Miss me already?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes, but said nothing. Naruto's smile was so bright that Sasuke felt his hand twitch up to his hood, automatically ready to shield him from the light...
"Good to see you again, Sasuke," Iruka—Naruto's father, who thought they were dating, Sasuke remembered it in a whirlwind of thought as Naruto's body squashed itself to his side—
"You as well," he said, Naruto's warmth burning itself into him like a scar on his skin. "Did you need help setting up?"
Iruka smiled.
"Oh, no—Naruto's already nearly done it all himself," he laughed, ruffling the proud blonde's hair. "Go relax; you two have a few minutes."
He gave them another warm smile—and Naruto a knowing look—and then fluttered off into the storage room.
Sasuke narrowed his eyes at Naruto.
Naruto waggled his eyebrows.
"...You're enjoying this too much," Sasuke said, fighting a smile all the same—
Naruto pulled back with a laugh, running a hand through his hair. Sasuke felt the warmth leave and stifled the urge to shiver.
"Yeah, yeah, I don't see you pushing me away," Naruto pointed out, and Sasuke busied himself with something that wasn't staring at him. Like grabbing his art, he usually kept the folder right around here…
"Oh," Naruto said, peering around him, "is your art in there?"
Sasuke surreptitiously held it closer to his chest.
"Yes," he said, eyeing the blonde suspiciously, "I keep it here. Get that look off your face."
"I—wh—what look! I didn't even say any—"
"Like you're going to sneak in here and look at it as soon as my back is turned. You—"
"I don't need to sneak in," Naruto said, grinning smugly, "I have a key."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes.
Naruto only laughed.
"Relax, Dracula, I'm not gonna look at anything you don't want me to. All I was gonna do was ask."
Sasuke's gaze didn't waver.
"Right," he deadpanned.
"I was! I just wanna see. Can't I see? I'll show you mine and you can make fun of how much I suck!"
That broke Sasuke's resolve—just a little.
"Your father owns the place," Sasuke said, watching Naruto dig in his bag, "and yet you still manage to suck?"
Naruto grinned, leaning in—
"It's 'cause I'm adopted," he said, and Sasuke distinctly heard a snort from the opposite end of the room.
"It's because you hate the repetitive nature of practice," Iruka said, emerging with a box in hand. Naruto threw him a charming, innocent grin, and Sasuke got the overwhelming sense that that smile had gotten Naruto out of many a lecture.
"...Maybe a little of that, too," Naruto admitted to Sasuke, and Sasuke turned his smile to the floor to shake his head. This guy…
"So—hey, dad, convince Sasuke to let me see his stuff. Have you seen his stuff?"
"Naruto," Iruka sighed, but the smile stayed strong on his face all the same, "we're all choosing to be here, and this is a free class. I only look at the drawings I'm asked to."
Naruto spun around to face Sasuke.
"You ever asked my dad to look at something?"
"Not in recent memory."
Naruto flopped over with a dramatic groan, and Sasuke ducked his head to hide his smile...again...
"I'm only familiar with his early work. Although I have looked over his shoulder once or twice," Iruka said, and Sasuke's face jerked up to stare at him in utter betrayal— "They're rather good."
And then he was gone.
Damn it.
"Cruel! Now I'm dying to know," Naruto complained, spinning around again. "Fine, okay—I'll—uh. Does it bug you that I'm bugging you?"
Sasuke blinked.
"Does it—what?"
Naruto shot him a sheepish grin.
"Does it bug you that I keep asking, or are you thriving on torturing me right now?"
Sasuke's smile widened.
"Thriving on torturing you."
"Aw, come on!"
"So...no coffee?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes as Naruto laughed. Seriously, it was automatic—all his usual hangout places revolved around food, but Sasuke couldn't eat regular food so it'd just be him stuffing his face and Sasuke watching him stuff his face and as much as Sasuke said it'd be fine—
"I would think you ought to be kept at least five feet away from caffeine at all times," Sasuke said, and Naruto swatted at him. It made him stumble, but it made Sasuke's smile just the tiniest bit more obvious—
"Get off me," Sasuke said, making no move to push him away. Naruto grinned and pulled back nonetheless.
"Okay, okay," Naruto said, stuffing his hands in his pockets, "what's open at night…"
"Do you not work? Don't adapt yourself to my schedule."
"I work! I've got work tomorrow, yeah, but jokes on you," Naruto laughed, "I've been on your schedule ever since I hit puberty. I'm training myself to be a morning person though."
Sasuke met Naruto's smile with his own.
"Somehow," he said, shaking his head ever so slightly, "I get the feeling that's already been achieved."
Naruto laughed.
"Depends on the night before," he said, nudging Sasuke a little. "So—okay, we've got bowling, movies, the board game place might still be open—you ever been axe throwing?"
"...Come again?"
Naruto grinned.
"That'd be a no, then."
"What the fuck!"
Sasuke bit down on his smile and pulled his axe out of the bullseye—making sure to catch Naruto's eye as he did so.
Naruto picked up his axe...from the ground.
"I hate you," Naruto muttered, and Sasuke hid his laugh under the boom of the music. "How the hell are you getting yours to stick? Am I throwing too hard?"
"Doubt it," Sasuke said, swinging the axe over his shoulder.
"Wow," Naruto said, "thanks for the help, asswipe. This is payback for making you wait ten minutes for me to invite you in here, huh?"
Sasuke's smirk widened.
"Watch," he said, adjusting the handle in his hand, "maybe you'll learn something."
Sasuke raised it up—and threw it.
"Oh, come on! You cocky—how are you doing this?!"
The next day, Naruto was tired, happy, and getting an awful lot of texts. He'd stopped himself from checking them, though—just for now. Just until he was on his break...
"Aw, he's a happy boy, isn't he?" Naruto said, scratching the dog's ears. "See, this isn't so bad—nearly done, Kakashi?"
"Nearly. Keep him occupied a little longer."
Kakashi ducked around the table, feeling around for the few more mats of fur that were left. They definitely weren't gonna be able to brush these out…
In his pocket, Naruto's phone went off. He ducked his head to hide the smile.
"Is that so?" Kakashi said.
"Huh—what?"
Kakashi smiled, continued to work through the dog's fur.
"The new boyfriend's doing well?" he asked, not looking up—
Naruto's mouth opened and closed.
"New boyfriend?" came Sai's voice. "Did Naruto have an old boyfriend?"
"Oh fuck off, Sai—"
"Is he attractive?" Sai asked, completely unfazed.
"He—wh—"
"Ah," Sai said, nodding to Kakashi, "he isn't."
"He—okay," Naruto pointed straight at Sai, "he is, not that it's your goddamn business, and how do either of you even—"
"How long have you known him?" Kakashi asked, happy to interrupt Naruto's sputtering—
"I—he—he's been around the classes, but we—we only started talking more a bit ago, how did you—"
"You never spoke before?"
"I never got the chance," Naruto said, because Sasuke had always fled the second he'd been able to, "and how do you even know about him!?"
Kakashi chuckled softly.
"Iruka told me."
Naruto paused, rocking back on his heels until he leaned enough to see Kakashi's face—
"...You were hanging out with my dad again?" he asked, eyeing him up and down—
Kakashi squinted his eyes at Naruto and went back to work.
"We...met for a coffee."
"You went on a—"
"It wasn't a date!"
Naruto clapped his hands onto the table and leaned over the back of the dutifully sitting pup. Sai was right behind him.
"It wasn't," Kakashi insisted, huffing out a breath. "That's enough out of both of you. He's a friend."
"Uh-huh," Naruto said, sticking his tongue against the corner of cheek, "but he's a friend who's a catch, y'know, so if—"
"I know that."
Naruto stopped.
Kakashi turned a brilliant red.
"I'm going to...check on Biscuit." He turned on his heel and hurried off, muttering a quick "excuse me," as he passed.
Naruto didn't even bother to hide his laugh, shaking his head as Kakashi fled.
Sai moved up to his side.
"So…"
Uh-oh.
"If you ask me about the sex," Naruto warned, "I'm gonna fire you."
"Oh," Sai said, smiling innocently, "is it not good?"
Naruto threw his hands in the air.
"Gimmie that fuckin' brush, you perv."
Sai dutifully passed it to him.
"Money, then?"
"Oh come on! That's what you think of me?"
Sai laughed at him, and Naruto dutifully went to work on brushing this very good, big boy's fur. Thank god he wasn't putting up a fight, he might weigh more than Naruto…
"No," Sai said, "but I'm surprised. You've never mentioned him before."
Shit.
"I mean—it just—it just kinda started, so—"
"Do you not like him?"
"I like him!" Naruto said quickly, laughing out a breath— "But I'm still—I'm just getting to know him, so—"
"You began to date him before you knew him?"
"No! That's—no," Naruto ran his free hand through his hair, "I knew—I knew enough to know that I, um, liked him, but you get to know people—better, y'know, over time, so..."
"Hm," Sai said, as if mulling over the words. "What made you interested in him, then?"
Naruto's mouth opened and closed.
"I—" he let out another nervous laugh. "I mean—he's—he's kind of…"
Naruto bit his lip, staring down at the floor and trying to pick which word fit best. Weird? Kinda. Interesting? Definitely. Sarcastic? Attractive? Funny? He—
"He's...fun to be around," Naruto answered, finally. "And we're taking things, uh, slow, so—"
"Oh," Sai said, nodding his understanding, "so there hasn't been any sex."
"Jesus Christ," Naruto said, tossing the brush onto the table. "I'm on break."
He turned on his heel, grabbing his phone from his pocket.
He needed to text Sasuke back anyway.
Naruto...wouldn't stop texting him. It was almost constant. Sasuke didn't even know what to do with himself—he'd been so used to spending each day alone in silence and darkness that now, he—
'OK well so far, I've been accused of dating you for sex & for money. So my dad spilled the beans. Day's been good tho! How are you?'
Sasuke coughed out a laugh.
'Fine. You're welcome to tell them we've broken up at any point,' he texted back, making a vain attempt to do anything other than just stare at the phone until it…
'Then there'd be no point to dating! OH about that - need to meet up today?'
Sasuke's good mood faltered. Right. This was a—a favour Naruto was doing him. Whether it might be genuine friendship was still...well, it was unlikely. The man barely knew him, of course, no matter how many words they had exchanged.
'I'm okay.'
He would be alright for a few days more. He had some money saved until he searched for jobs properly again…something he was already attempting to do. At least some good came out of his monthly data fee, then, as it was particularly more difficult to explore the world around him to see who was hiring when he couldn't get in to half of the places...
Sasuke sighed.
Stupid vampire rules. At least they didn't extend to the online world.
'You sure? I'm gonna kick your ass if you starve yourself again.'
And just like that, Sasuke's good mood was back.
'You're welcome to try,' he shot back, feeling the smile play at his lips.
'Oh yeah? Remind me again who ended up on the floor last time?'
Sasuke's smile widened.
'Remind me again which idiot gave me my strength back?'
He liked to imagine that the pause, this time, was to let Naruto laugh.
'Touché, mosquito. Whatcha doing tomorrow?'
Sasuke went from heaving a sigh to holding his breath in record time.
'If I've ever given you the impression that I have a social life,' he started carefully, 'I apologize.'
Sasuke had—had already told him he was fine. He didn't need blood. So then…this—then—
'LOL don't worry, I know you're batman. Wanna go bowling?'
Sasuke sat up straighter.
'Bowling?'
A pause. Sasuke tapped his fingers against his phone—
'YUP & I'm gonna kick your ass. My theory is the flashing lights will fuck with you. You free?'
Sasuke's smile widened.
'You're on.'
Naruto spotted Sasuke right away. Hood up and head down—he'd be easy to miss if Naruto didn't know exactly what he was looking for. But now that he did…
He grinned. Sasuke was still looking down at his phone, which let Naruto slip by him pretty easily, turning around to peer over his shoulder, reaching up to yank his hoo—
Sasuke snatched his wrist out of the air.
"I smelled you coming three minutes ago," he muttered, throwing Naruto's hand back at himself. "Nice try, though."
"Aw, you—hang on, wh—but—I just showered!" And these were fresh clothes, thank you very much, Naruto had made sure he—
"No," Sasuke shook his head, but even his lowered head couldn't hide the way his smile was growing, "I smelled the blood, idiot."
Naruto blinked down at himself.
"Does it—do I—oh. Just—you can pick out mine?"
Sasuke shifted, as if he was uncomfortable about something.
"I…recognize yours. It—is this the right place?"
"The—" Naruto looked up. "Yeah. 'Course it is. You didn't have to wait outside, y'know."
Sasuke breathed out.
"Yes," he said, looking somewhere at the ground, "I did."
And Naruto—
"Oh! Oh—crap, I forgot. Come in! Uh—I invite you in. I invite you into the bowling alle—"
"It worked the first time," Sasuke said, lips finally twitching up again. "Go on."
Naruto spun on his heels, walking backwards as Sasuke held the door open and followed him in.
"So—is it any phrasing? Like—uh—like anything works if it can even kinda sorta be interpreted as an invite?"
Sasuke followed him, eyebrow raised.
"I have no idea. There are stairs behind you."
"I—whoa—" Naruto said, promptly bumping into the railing and being saved from about a four-step fall by a very amused Sasuke—
"You're a mess today," he said, letting go of him.
"I'm a mess everyday," Naruto shot back, "and I'm saving my energy. Y'know, for ass-kicking purposes."
Sasuke's lips twitched.
"I think you may be saving too much," he deadpanned, and Naruto laughed.
"We're gonna see about that. Uh—hi!" Naruto said, pressing himself up against the counter as he looked up at the board. "Sorry, lemmie…"
They could do a lane, right? Did they charge by the hour? Yeah, looked like it, hm…
Beside him, Sasuke breathed in.
Naruto didn't let him get the words out. He slapped his wallet to the table, and shot Sasuke a challenging grin, turning back to the employee with a—
"Can we get a lane? For like—three hours?"
"Sure," said the employee, typing something in. Naruto felt Sasuke's gaze like it was boring a hole into his head—
"I'm gonna owe you in a bit," he said, throwing Sasuke a grin. "So I've gotta get this now."
Sasuke's face immediately relaxed, although Naruto wasn't altogether sure how he pulled off the look with so much blatant suspicion all over it—
"You're going to owe me?"
"Yep," Naruto said, waggling his eyebrows, "you'll see. C'mon, let's get shoes!"
"No, I'm okay! I'll—"
"If you're refusing to eat on principle," Sasuke started, walking back to the booth in their lane, "I can be sick all over you, if you'd like."
Naruto ducked his head to hide his smile. It didn't work for a second.
"Okay, okay, I'll—jeez. You can't even have, like—like—"
"No," Sasuke said, pulling his hood down a little more. "Stop stalling. If you're hoping to use the excuse of hunger as to why you keep losing to me, you're going to be sorely disappointed."
Naruto dove over the table to swat at him. Sasuke's back hit the seat and Naruto pulled his hand back, eyes as narrow as his smile was wide. Sasuke was sure it was meant to be some sort of glare, but all it ended up feeling like was...
"Fine. But I'm gonna beat your ass after this."
"Land a single strike and then we'll talk."
...Warm. Warm and heavy—like something tight in his chest as Naruto slapped his arm on the way by, spinning around to throw him another laughing glare. Sasuke found himself watching Naruto's back, wondering what it was about him that had Sasuke…so…
Nervous.
Like sudden small explosions, bursting from his heart to his fingertips and stopping right in his throat. And in the next moment, it would all be gone—Naruto would laugh and Sasuke would let out some automatic insult and then he'd be calm and comfortable and something close to happy—
Until those eyes were back on him, and Sasuke's nerves would jump to life again.
He let out a breath, pulling at his sleeves. Something about those eyes. Something about that smile...he didn't know if his nerves pulled on the fear that the smile would leave or that Naruto would—sure, Sasuke's day had barely begun, but the blonde's was close to ending, and no matter how Sasuke wanted to drag it out…
Sasuke watched as Naruto straightened up, bouncing on the balls of his feet as the employee working the register disappeared somewhere in the back. And Naruto glanced back, then, catching Sasuke's eyes for a moment, and then another, and then another, before he threw him a sheepish, apologetic grin and turned away.
He wanted to drag this out. He wanted to keep this going. Sasuke kept staring at Naruto's back, wondering why the loneliness had kept dormant until Naruto had crouched in front of him and gave him that stupid, stupid smile—he couldn't even stop staring at Naruto's back, for god's sake. He missed him when he was eight steps away, like the silence was back and Naruto was too close to being gone—
Like he'd lost him before.
Sasuke swallowed.
Well. He certainly had lost something before.
"Aaaand I'm back!" Naruto said, sliding back around Sasuke and into the booth. Sasuke raised an eyebrow, vaguely wondering why the smell didn't make him feel anywhere near as sick as the taste...
"I thought you were craving the fries?" Sasuke asked, and Naruto grinned.
"Well, yeah, but they've got gar—"
The lights switched off.
And Naruto laughed, then, as Sasuke jerked back and stared around himself—as the music and the lights came to some sort of new, undead life—he'd thought the colours had been horrific before, but this—
"What the hell is this?" Sasuke said, staring at the haze of flashing neon all around him—
"Glow-in-the-dark night!" Naruto said, leaning back with a shit-eating grin. "Welcome!"
Sasuke...was not welcome.
"This," he sighed, rubbing at the bridge of his nose, "is why you paid for me, isn't it."
Naruto's grin widened.
"Sure is. You didn't think I was just gonna take you normal bowling, did you?"
"I should have known," Sasuke muttered, and it made Naruto laugh.
"I figured you'd fit right in," Naruto said, "with your eyes and all. You're not actually in pain or anything, are you?"
"On all levels except physical," he said, sitting back up. "Eat your food."
Naruto laughed and took his first bite. It had about three times the size of a reasonable one, in Sasuke's opinion.
"Go set u'f th'rematch," he said, waving a hand in front of his very full mouth.
Sasuke snorted, sliding out of the booth. The games had gone fairly quickly with just the two of them, and they still had the lane for another hour...
"You realize," he said, resetting their scores, "that it now will be even more humiliating when I inevitably beat you again?"
"You're dreaming, fu—" Naruto's eyes darted to the lane over, filled with several children, "—uh—un guy. Fun guy."
Sasuke coughed out a laugh as Naruto mouthed a quiet shut up—
"Go on, then," Sasuke said, sauntering back. "Your ball."
Naruto scrubbed his hands together and hopped to his feet, spinning past Sasuke with a stuck out tongue. Sasuke rolled his eyes and slipped behind him—making for the booth, but not yet sitting down. He waited for Naruto to pick up the ball, holding it up as he leveled himself at the lane, aiming his shot...Sasuke pulled his hood down further and moved forwards—
"Careful, now."
"Wah!" Naruto flung the ball up in the air, and Sasuke jerked back, feeling the smile on his lips as Naruto spun— "When did you—fuck—you—nooo!"
Naruto trailed off helplessly, watching his ball roll off into the gutter. Sasuke's smile widened.
"That's—that's cheating!" Naruto said, rounding back on him. "You—whoa. Whoa—you—"
Sasuke raised an eyebrow, letting his eyes strain against the lights that flashed against them. Naruto was the only one who could see them anyway, and if he kept—
"Wait, hang on, I thought that was a—can you do that whenever you want?"
Sasuke let them falter.
"Sometimes," he said. "I can't always control when they...activate. I thought you wanted me to fit right in?"
"Not by scaring the shit outta me!"
Sasuke glanced up.
"Did they scare you?"
But Naruto only laughed.
"No! Asshole, you sneaking up on me did—you—can you do like a floaty walk thing? I thought you just—"
"I can consciously make less noise, yes."
"Oh, that's so not fucking fair."
Sasuke bit down on his laugh.
"No?" he asked. "And trying to render me blind is?"
"I'm trying to even the playing field!"
"Right," Sasuke said, turning on his heel, "even. Don't you have to bowl the rest of your frame?"
"I—yeah, but—no, hey!" Naruto jabbed his finger at Sasuke, narrowing his eyes. "You stay where I can see you, asshole. I'm watching you."
Sasuke's lips twitched.
"You should probably watch the ball," he pointed out, and Naruto shoved at the air in front of him.
"Don't try any shit! You stay there—stay there—"
Sasuke held his hands up in acquiescence, and Naruto slowly backed away, still watching him through suspicious, narrowed eyes. He heaved up the ball in one hand, and Sasuke dutifully moved over as he turned—staying in Naruto's vision as the blonde raised the ball up, swung it forwards—
"Damn it! That—"
"It's not that bad," Sasuke said, watching the ball slowly reroute its course. "You missed the gutter this time."
Naruto slapped the back of his hand to Sasuke's chest.
Sasuke ducked his head to hide his smile.
(The ball knocked down a single pin, right on the edge.)
"I'm just warming up," Naruto said, shooting him a narrowed-eye smile. "You'll see."
Sasuke's smile widened.
"Sure I will. Your food is getting cold."
"Hm," Naruto said, swinging past him, "I think you're just try'na get rid of me."
Sasuke snorted.
"I have much more effective methods of that," he called behind him, moving to the ball return. There was one black ball here—not that other dark colours were horrible, but this one allowed him to take his time...
Sasuke readied the ball, making sure his feet were in position. It still felt foreign to him, somehow, even with how he managed to take to it so readily. Still, he had to be careful not to put too much power behi—
Sasuke's hood was yanked off.
Sasuke let his arm drop back down and glanced behind him, where an incredibly innocent Naruto held his hands behind his back and whistled his way back to the table—Sasuke had no doubts he'd be right back again as soon as he had the chance.
"I can throw the ball that way, if you'd like," he offered, pulling his hood back up.
"Yeah?" Naruto said, plopping himself down and crossing his calf over his thigh. "Do it. Waste your frame."
Sasuke's lips twitched. Naruto's grin widened. And in a split second of madness, Sasuke's brain decided that he'd really rather not turn away from that smile—
He swung his arm back and rolled the ball behind him—directly into the gutter.
"Wh—hey!" Naruto laughed, immediately on his feet again. "Don't—don't let me win, I've gotta earn it!"
"Your sabotage isn't working," Sasuke pointed out. "I thought I'd help it along."
Naruto laughed.
"My sabotage was just an excuse to call you a glowstick. Does it fuck with your eyes when you turn them on?"
"It...strains them, yes," Sasuke answered.
"Damn," Naruto said, "I can't make you do that. Okay, huh...hang on. Go get another ball."
As if on cue, Sasuke's black ball rolled its way right back to the lane. Sasuke quirked an eyebrow up, but obeyed, dutifully holding it in his hand as he faced Naruto again.
"Get—get in whatever position," Naruto said—
—as he slipped the jacket from his shoulders.
"Ah," Sasuke said, obeying nonetheless. Naruto reached up behind him and Sasuke huffed out a breath, letting the warmth distract him as the fabric tingled and scratched over his eyes.
"Okay. There," Naruto huffed, a step further away. "Now let's see what you can—"
Sasuke swung the ball forwards. He pulled the jacket away from his face, passing it to a Naruto whose eyes were still wide and mouth still silent—
Sasuke glanced back, down the lane, as the last pin fell.
"You've gotta be fuckin' kidding me," Naruto said, and Sasuke...couldn't help but laugh. The warmth was back although the nerves had faded—but he could still feel them, just under his skin, as if waiting—
Those blue, brilliant eyes turned back to him—and there his nerves were.
"We're never going anywhere you can aim anything ever again. Just kick my ass already."
Sasuke ducked his head to hide his smile.
"Next time," he said, leaning in to be heard over the music, "we can go to a restaurant."
Naruto's delighted laugh rang out beside him, and Sasuke pulled back, letting the warmth of the sound flood through him.
(He doubled Naruto's score, that night.)
A/N: That's it for today! I'll try to get around to replying to as much as I can. I'm a bit sleep deprived today but I hope to make up for it tomorrow. I hope today's update was just as fun! I'm excited for tomorrow's, hehe.
See you then!
- Kinomi