Time for some more stuff...I sense some lemons being picked off the tree of love. You'll find out what I'm talking about when we get this on the road...Enjoy. This will involve my favorite DOAX character, Hitomi. Her last name is probably "Vanci," I've yet to- confirm this, for now leave it as is. Don't flame me for this, unless you have her official last name that I can refer to. Then I will make the according changes. I'm bending the DOA and Chobits plots to make it Hitomi-Yuuya, with Mami out the picture. Enjoy.
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Eyes Without A Face
Chapter 5
An Edible Hibiscus
"Mami, I'm off to some interviews with my friend, okay?"
"Mami~~~"
"It's not Mami, when I say that I'm off to work, you say, 'Laters,' okay?"
"La.ters. Laters."
"When someone goes out, you say, 'Laters!'"
"Laters..."
Pointing at himself, he says, "I'm 'Yuuya.' You got it?"
"Yuuya," Mami replied blankly. He felt a wide smile creep across his face. Pointing to Yuuya, Mami said, "Yuuya." Then pointing to the sofa, she said, "Yuuya." The TV, "Yuuya." The rice cooker, "Yuuya." The kitchen, "Yuuya."
"No~~~!" Yuuya said in a mild fit of agitation.
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Walking down the street, Yuuya pondered, "Now this will be more of a challenge than I thought: Getting her to explain that 'yuuya' does not mean 'pointing the finger at everything she sees.'"
Without warning, a girl roughly Yuuya's age hugs him tight. "Yuu~~~ya~~~..." she said invitingly. She was wearing a white miniskirt, but he could see through her skirt a white bikini laced with pink, yellow, and orange orchids. Her refreshing scent of strawberries and watermelon with a hint of vanilla filled his nostrils. This had to be-
"Oh, Hitomi-chan, I'm glad you're here," said Yuuya, stroking her shiny, voluminous chocolate-brown hair.
"Hitomi Vanci...at your service!"
"I was worried you wouldn't follow me." He put his arms around her waist, feeling a bit her nice, round ass. 'So smooth...' he thought, fingering her prodigious curves up and down, up and down.
"You'd think I would ever do that, my Yuuya?" she whispered. He looked into her sparking crystal blue-gray eyes, and they shined like diamonds. She could see through him. "They say you're Number Two in the nation...but you...you're number one to me. I didn't come to Japan just to be a foreign exchange student. I couldn't find happiness with Hayate; I couldn't find happiness with any guy. I was a loner."
"I'm a loner too. I wanted someone I could love," Yuuya said. "There was one friend of mine who I liked, but she never returned the favor. She was ignorant, open to herself. And you come, and ever since we met..."
"It's been like this for the past three years. I thought I could be easy with Hayate or Ryu, or anyone. I just realized today that I can't have feelings for anyone else but you! You, Yuuya! My only Yuuya! All through my 16 years of living, I've been reminded of the word 'Love.' I couldn't embrace anyone when I had to fight for the right to live. There are many enemies in this world. I can't take them all. But the biggest enemy is...knowing how to love a man for who he is." She put her head in his chest, sobbing a bit. "If only there was some other way...I could pay you...for receiving so much joy."
Yuuya drew Hitomi closer to her, saying softly, "Don't think about them again. If they dumped you, that's their loss. With someone so strong-bodied when it comes to fighting, yet weak-hearted when it comes to being a lover...I know how you feel. Don't worry. I'm here. I'll be your number one. Remember that, OK?"
Those words began to make Hitomi moan a little bit. Since very few people were in their vicinity, Yuuya lightly pinned her to an alley wall. Still drunk in her melancholy, he slowly took off the miniskirt from Hitomi, revealing that orchid string bikini and sensuous body and curves that so, so, SO characterized her. As Hitomi continued to moan his name, Yuuya could not contain himself. With a snarl, he took off everything, save his boxers, and moved forward, inch-by-inch.
As Yuuya and Hitomi were engaged in a long, passionate, fruit-flavored kiss, he moved down a bit and rubbed his face on her breasts, squeezing it so that he would get a goo~~~~d reaction from her. 'So soft...' he thought. 'Softer than Mami's...and I bet it tastes better too...' She only continued to groan as he placed one nipple in his mouth and sucked lovingly, and then the other, drunk in her care, and then working downward to her sweet spot underneath. "How heaven had never tasted so good...' he thought, working on her, Hitomi feeling his back, tousling his hair a bit. "Don't...stop...ever...Yuuya...make me come to you...oh..." she appealed.
He was about to make them reach their peak soon after, when he leered at his watch. 8:50 a.m.! His first interview would be in 15 minutes. "Wa~~~h! Hitomi-chan!"
"Hah, what, big boy?" she said in a naïve tone.
"I've got only 15 minutes before I have my interview at Bunkamura! We'll do our foreplay later! Let's head over there NOW!"
"Eh~~~~? Oh no...quick!" They quickly put on their clothes, gathered their materials, and made a swift rush toward the Square.
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Ran sat on her dog statue in the middle of the square, hugging it. Actually, it technically wasn't hers, but nobody bothered to sit on top of ol' Hachiko, so she [unofficially] claimed it as hers. She was bored, as Miyu, Aya, Satsuki, and Rie were discussing guys...and making love.
"Doggie-chan..." she moaned. "Master Ran-sama is hungry, and McDonald's won't do the trick. Master Ran wants a guy for her hormonal hunger to taste, and then she will be full. This is such a complete recluse." She sighed, sleeping while hugging Hachiko.
"And then, Aya, if you want Rei to love you more," said Satsuki to her, "you have to let him ride on your back."
"Eh? What do you mean?" she interrogated.
"See, if you let him ride on you when both of you are making out, you'll have the tendency to spread you legs, and make him go in for the kill...bada bing, bada boom!" Satsuki laughed in triumph.
"No! No!" Aya said, shaking her head. "I can't let Otohata-kun do that to me~~~! But yet, I really do want him to touch me like that...Otohata-ku~~~n..." She was shaking her head from side to side. She was smart, but there were times that her youthfulness had the best of her.
"Satsuki, have you been reading porn magazines...?" asked Miyu to her.
"My Dad lets me do stuff like that, hahaha~~, and now I have dreamy thoughts of one-night stands," she finished in a naïve tone.
"Satsuki, you playgirl," flirted Rie with a laugh.
"Eh? Ran!" Miyu called to her friend on the dog. "What's wrong?"
"Number Two...I want him..."
"Eh~~~? You like Number two?" she exclaimed, a bit traumatized.
"I want to know how he tastes like..." They fell to the ground. "...Oh well, some other day..."
"Ne, I didn't think Ran would like Asou-kun that much---..." said Aya. "She must be in love."
"And she never told us," said Satsuki and Rie, bowing their heads with a sweat drop.
"Understood," they all said.
"Ooooohhhh, I love Number Two! I want him; he's ho~~~t!" Ran whined, choking Hachiko. She then jumped off, saying, "All right, then! Let's look for Otohata and Number Two!"
"Uh, but Ran...ah!" Miyu tried to sway otherwise, only to be for naught as she and the other three were dragged to Bunkamura. Somehow, Ran had a sense of instinct.
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"Okay, next-to-last question, from Hidegawa Ayane, Yomiuri Shimbun, for Rei," said the moderator of the interview.
"Shoot," motioned Rei.
"Otohata-san, how long do you plan to stay celibate?" asked Ayane.
He pondered, and then said, "Until I find a girl I can relate to."
"Last question, from Irai Mitsu, Asahi Shimbun, for Yuuya," said the moderator.
"Yes, um, Asou-san," she asked, "do you and Vanci-san plan to marry down the road...?"
"So far, we have been engaged three months, and we plan to keep it that way for another two years. We love each other so darn much, it makes me strong, and her even stronger," replied the guy with the blond hair.
"Follow up, for Vanci-san. Do you agree with him on the 'even stronger' part?" she asked, with a dry giggle.
"Physically, emotionally," she pondered, "but mostly sexually." She wrapped her arms around him for proof.
"Okay, thank you, the three of you," said the moderator.
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"So, what you're telling me is, you bought a persocon?" asked Hitomi.
"Correction: found one, in the trash pile down the street," Yuuya said.
"An older version?"
"Still don't know. I was afraid to ask you this, I didn't ask you before, but...do you have a persocon?"
"Mm-hmm, at home. When I go out with you, or when I go to class, I use this." She pulled out from her bag a key chain that was in the shape of a sky-blue hibiscus. "This is a mobile persocon. It has e-mail, IM, address books, and a calculator built in. I don't do intensive stuff, so I bring this."
"But yours is not in human form," said Rei.
"Otohata-san, the one at home are."
"Oh."
"And this one looks like a pretty sky-blue hibiscus. Of course, it can change colors, too!"
"Whoa..." said Yuuya, raising his eyebrows in approval. "Fits you well."
"I used to have a guy persocon, but I felt bad, so I sold it. You could be my persocon, though," she cajoled, hugging Yuuya. He looked down and saw one of her hands feeling his genitals. He blushed, but smiled.
"Yuk," said Rei, looking away, sticking his tongue out. "You two are sick."
"Ne, don't say that," said Yuuya. A whispering aside, "Rub it harder Hitomi; make me feel it. Squeeze if you have to." Hitomi nodded and turned it up as Ran and the others came.
"Hi, Otohata, Number Two!" said Ran. She saw Yuuya and his girl-slave. "Uwaa~~~! Number Two, what the hell are you doing?"
"Ran?" asked Miyu, as her friend quickly approached Hitomi.
"Hey, you perverted bitch," said Ran, grabbing her. "What are you doing to Number Two, squeezing his numbers in a public place like this?"
Hitomi laughed and said, "Number Two? His name's Yuuya, and I'm not gonna let you touch him!"
"Ran-chan, this is my fiancée, Hitomi Vanci," he said.
At that moment, Ran went into a tailspin of trauma and rage. "She's your fiancée? Yuuya (I'll call you Yuuya from now on), I've known you for four months, and I can't find any guy to love...Hitomi, I'm gonna turn you to pulp for taking away my Yuuya~~~!!"
With a piercing scream, Ran attacked, but Hitomi reacted faster with a powerful roundhouse kick that not only cracked a few rib bones, but also sent her flying 15 feet. Ran landed hard on the concrete, with a slight laceration on her face and chest. "Ow..." she groaned, trying hard not to scream. She succumbed, and howled in anguish, Miyu and the other girls coming to her aid.
"I'm not gonna let you get close to Yuuya, not now, not ever," Hitomi said with a icy grin. "Let's go." Yuuya and Hitomi walked away from the group, leaving Rei scratching his head.
"Ran...are you okay, Ran?" asked Aya.
"I've never felt better," she whispered, blood gurgling a bit.
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"Hitomi-chan, what was that all about?" asked Yuuya. "That was Shibuya's 'Queen Of The GALS' you just injured! And a good friend of mine's no less!"
"Yuuya," she whispered, as they reached his apartment. "I'm not gonna let anybody touch you, except me. And your persocon. Because I love you. Okay?"
"Thanks, Hitomi-chan. See you later!"
"I'll be six floors down. Call me if you need me, dear boy," she said.
"All right! Bye~~!"
Yuuya went up the stairs to his room. Mami welcomed him. "Yuuya! Yuuya!"
"No. When I come in, you must say, 'Welcome back, Yuuya! Sup?' That's what you should say, Mami. Got it?"
"Welcome back, Yuuya. Sup?" asked Mami.
"Good. Memorized it. Like it." Patting Mami on the head, he opens his bag, and takes out some hibiscus clip-ons, aloha shirt with matching string bikini, and scanty khaki shorts. "This is a souvenir uniform from my friend. She gave me this for you. Wanna put it on?"
Mami nodded, and Yuuya turned his back, closing his eyes as she changed into her new clothes. When Mami finishes, she models the clothes, and resembled Ran to an extent.
"Yeah~~!" he says. "Looks great on you, Mami!" She jumps on him again, and they fall to the floor. She was basically on top of her, and his hormones began to go for the 4,254,646th straight time.
"Man, do I have to go through this every time?" he muttered. "Hitomi-chan..."
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End Chapter 5
Who still with me??? Pardon the lemons; they've gotten too sour for their own taste. Though I can take it. Can you? \("_")/
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Eyes Without A Face
Chapter 5
An Edible Hibiscus
"Mami, I'm off to some interviews with my friend, okay?"
"Mami~~~"
"It's not Mami, when I say that I'm off to work, you say, 'Laters,' okay?"
"La.ters. Laters."
"When someone goes out, you say, 'Laters!'"
"Laters..."
Pointing at himself, he says, "I'm 'Yuuya.' You got it?"
"Yuuya," Mami replied blankly. He felt a wide smile creep across his face. Pointing to Yuuya, Mami said, "Yuuya." Then pointing to the sofa, she said, "Yuuya." The TV, "Yuuya." The rice cooker, "Yuuya." The kitchen, "Yuuya."
"No~~~!" Yuuya said in a mild fit of agitation.
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Walking down the street, Yuuya pondered, "Now this will be more of a challenge than I thought: Getting her to explain that 'yuuya' does not mean 'pointing the finger at everything she sees.'"
Without warning, a girl roughly Yuuya's age hugs him tight. "Yuu~~~ya~~~..." she said invitingly. She was wearing a white miniskirt, but he could see through her skirt a white bikini laced with pink, yellow, and orange orchids. Her refreshing scent of strawberries and watermelon with a hint of vanilla filled his nostrils. This had to be-
"Oh, Hitomi-chan, I'm glad you're here," said Yuuya, stroking her shiny, voluminous chocolate-brown hair.
"Hitomi Vanci...at your service!"
"I was worried you wouldn't follow me." He put his arms around her waist, feeling a bit her nice, round ass. 'So smooth...' he thought, fingering her prodigious curves up and down, up and down.
"You'd think I would ever do that, my Yuuya?" she whispered. He looked into her sparking crystal blue-gray eyes, and they shined like diamonds. She could see through him. "They say you're Number Two in the nation...but you...you're number one to me. I didn't come to Japan just to be a foreign exchange student. I couldn't find happiness with Hayate; I couldn't find happiness with any guy. I was a loner."
"I'm a loner too. I wanted someone I could love," Yuuya said. "There was one friend of mine who I liked, but she never returned the favor. She was ignorant, open to herself. And you come, and ever since we met..."
"It's been like this for the past three years. I thought I could be easy with Hayate or Ryu, or anyone. I just realized today that I can't have feelings for anyone else but you! You, Yuuya! My only Yuuya! All through my 16 years of living, I've been reminded of the word 'Love.' I couldn't embrace anyone when I had to fight for the right to live. There are many enemies in this world. I can't take them all. But the biggest enemy is...knowing how to love a man for who he is." She put her head in his chest, sobbing a bit. "If only there was some other way...I could pay you...for receiving so much joy."
Yuuya drew Hitomi closer to her, saying softly, "Don't think about them again. If they dumped you, that's their loss. With someone so strong-bodied when it comes to fighting, yet weak-hearted when it comes to being a lover...I know how you feel. Don't worry. I'm here. I'll be your number one. Remember that, OK?"
Those words began to make Hitomi moan a little bit. Since very few people were in their vicinity, Yuuya lightly pinned her to an alley wall. Still drunk in her melancholy, he slowly took off the miniskirt from Hitomi, revealing that orchid string bikini and sensuous body and curves that so, so, SO characterized her. As Hitomi continued to moan his name, Yuuya could not contain himself. With a snarl, he took off everything, save his boxers, and moved forward, inch-by-inch.
As Yuuya and Hitomi were engaged in a long, passionate, fruit-flavored kiss, he moved down a bit and rubbed his face on her breasts, squeezing it so that he would get a goo~~~~d reaction from her. 'So soft...' he thought. 'Softer than Mami's...and I bet it tastes better too...' She only continued to groan as he placed one nipple in his mouth and sucked lovingly, and then the other, drunk in her care, and then working downward to her sweet spot underneath. "How heaven had never tasted so good...' he thought, working on her, Hitomi feeling his back, tousling his hair a bit. "Don't...stop...ever...Yuuya...make me come to you...oh..." she appealed.
He was about to make them reach their peak soon after, when he leered at his watch. 8:50 a.m.! His first interview would be in 15 minutes. "Wa~~~h! Hitomi-chan!"
"Hah, what, big boy?" she said in a naïve tone.
"I've got only 15 minutes before I have my interview at Bunkamura! We'll do our foreplay later! Let's head over there NOW!"
"Eh~~~~? Oh no...quick!" They quickly put on their clothes, gathered their materials, and made a swift rush toward the Square.
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Ran sat on her dog statue in the middle of the square, hugging it. Actually, it technically wasn't hers, but nobody bothered to sit on top of ol' Hachiko, so she [unofficially] claimed it as hers. She was bored, as Miyu, Aya, Satsuki, and Rie were discussing guys...and making love.
"Doggie-chan..." she moaned. "Master Ran-sama is hungry, and McDonald's won't do the trick. Master Ran wants a guy for her hormonal hunger to taste, and then she will be full. This is such a complete recluse." She sighed, sleeping while hugging Hachiko.
"And then, Aya, if you want Rei to love you more," said Satsuki to her, "you have to let him ride on your back."
"Eh? What do you mean?" she interrogated.
"See, if you let him ride on you when both of you are making out, you'll have the tendency to spread you legs, and make him go in for the kill...bada bing, bada boom!" Satsuki laughed in triumph.
"No! No!" Aya said, shaking her head. "I can't let Otohata-kun do that to me~~~! But yet, I really do want him to touch me like that...Otohata-ku~~~n..." She was shaking her head from side to side. She was smart, but there were times that her youthfulness had the best of her.
"Satsuki, have you been reading porn magazines...?" asked Miyu to her.
"My Dad lets me do stuff like that, hahaha~~, and now I have dreamy thoughts of one-night stands," she finished in a naïve tone.
"Satsuki, you playgirl," flirted Rie with a laugh.
"Eh? Ran!" Miyu called to her friend on the dog. "What's wrong?"
"Number Two...I want him..."
"Eh~~~? You like Number two?" she exclaimed, a bit traumatized.
"I want to know how he tastes like..." They fell to the ground. "...Oh well, some other day..."
"Ne, I didn't think Ran would like Asou-kun that much---..." said Aya. "She must be in love."
"And she never told us," said Satsuki and Rie, bowing their heads with a sweat drop.
"Understood," they all said.
"Ooooohhhh, I love Number Two! I want him; he's ho~~~t!" Ran whined, choking Hachiko. She then jumped off, saying, "All right, then! Let's look for Otohata and Number Two!"
"Uh, but Ran...ah!" Miyu tried to sway otherwise, only to be for naught as she and the other three were dragged to Bunkamura. Somehow, Ran had a sense of instinct.
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"Okay, next-to-last question, from Hidegawa Ayane, Yomiuri Shimbun, for Rei," said the moderator of the interview.
"Shoot," motioned Rei.
"Otohata-san, how long do you plan to stay celibate?" asked Ayane.
He pondered, and then said, "Until I find a girl I can relate to."
"Last question, from Irai Mitsu, Asahi Shimbun, for Yuuya," said the moderator.
"Yes, um, Asou-san," she asked, "do you and Vanci-san plan to marry down the road...?"
"So far, we have been engaged three months, and we plan to keep it that way for another two years. We love each other so darn much, it makes me strong, and her even stronger," replied the guy with the blond hair.
"Follow up, for Vanci-san. Do you agree with him on the 'even stronger' part?" she asked, with a dry giggle.
"Physically, emotionally," she pondered, "but mostly sexually." She wrapped her arms around him for proof.
"Okay, thank you, the three of you," said the moderator.
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"So, what you're telling me is, you bought a persocon?" asked Hitomi.
"Correction: found one, in the trash pile down the street," Yuuya said.
"An older version?"
"Still don't know. I was afraid to ask you this, I didn't ask you before, but...do you have a persocon?"
"Mm-hmm, at home. When I go out with you, or when I go to class, I use this." She pulled out from her bag a key chain that was in the shape of a sky-blue hibiscus. "This is a mobile persocon. It has e-mail, IM, address books, and a calculator built in. I don't do intensive stuff, so I bring this."
"But yours is not in human form," said Rei.
"Otohata-san, the one at home are."
"Oh."
"And this one looks like a pretty sky-blue hibiscus. Of course, it can change colors, too!"
"Whoa..." said Yuuya, raising his eyebrows in approval. "Fits you well."
"I used to have a guy persocon, but I felt bad, so I sold it. You could be my persocon, though," she cajoled, hugging Yuuya. He looked down and saw one of her hands feeling his genitals. He blushed, but smiled.
"Yuk," said Rei, looking away, sticking his tongue out. "You two are sick."
"Ne, don't say that," said Yuuya. A whispering aside, "Rub it harder Hitomi; make me feel it. Squeeze if you have to." Hitomi nodded and turned it up as Ran and the others came.
"Hi, Otohata, Number Two!" said Ran. She saw Yuuya and his girl-slave. "Uwaa~~~! Number Two, what the hell are you doing?"
"Ran?" asked Miyu, as her friend quickly approached Hitomi.
"Hey, you perverted bitch," said Ran, grabbing her. "What are you doing to Number Two, squeezing his numbers in a public place like this?"
Hitomi laughed and said, "Number Two? His name's Yuuya, and I'm not gonna let you touch him!"
"Ran-chan, this is my fiancée, Hitomi Vanci," he said.
At that moment, Ran went into a tailspin of trauma and rage. "She's your fiancée? Yuuya (I'll call you Yuuya from now on), I've known you for four months, and I can't find any guy to love...Hitomi, I'm gonna turn you to pulp for taking away my Yuuya~~~!!"
With a piercing scream, Ran attacked, but Hitomi reacted faster with a powerful roundhouse kick that not only cracked a few rib bones, but also sent her flying 15 feet. Ran landed hard on the concrete, with a slight laceration on her face and chest. "Ow..." she groaned, trying hard not to scream. She succumbed, and howled in anguish, Miyu and the other girls coming to her aid.
"I'm not gonna let you get close to Yuuya, not now, not ever," Hitomi said with a icy grin. "Let's go." Yuuya and Hitomi walked away from the group, leaving Rei scratching his head.
"Ran...are you okay, Ran?" asked Aya.
"I've never felt better," she whispered, blood gurgling a bit.
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"Hitomi-chan, what was that all about?" asked Yuuya. "That was Shibuya's 'Queen Of The GALS' you just injured! And a good friend of mine's no less!"
"Yuuya," she whispered, as they reached his apartment. "I'm not gonna let anybody touch you, except me. And your persocon. Because I love you. Okay?"
"Thanks, Hitomi-chan. See you later!"
"I'll be six floors down. Call me if you need me, dear boy," she said.
"All right! Bye~~!"
Yuuya went up the stairs to his room. Mami welcomed him. "Yuuya! Yuuya!"
"No. When I come in, you must say, 'Welcome back, Yuuya! Sup?' That's what you should say, Mami. Got it?"
"Welcome back, Yuuya. Sup?" asked Mami.
"Good. Memorized it. Like it." Patting Mami on the head, he opens his bag, and takes out some hibiscus clip-ons, aloha shirt with matching string bikini, and scanty khaki shorts. "This is a souvenir uniform from my friend. She gave me this for you. Wanna put it on?"
Mami nodded, and Yuuya turned his back, closing his eyes as she changed into her new clothes. When Mami finishes, she models the clothes, and resembled Ran to an extent.
"Yeah~~!" he says. "Looks great on you, Mami!" She jumps on him again, and they fall to the floor. She was basically on top of her, and his hormones began to go for the 4,254,646th straight time.
"Man, do I have to go through this every time?" he muttered. "Hitomi-chan..."
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End Chapter 5
Who still with me??? Pardon the lemons; they've gotten too sour for their own taste. Though I can take it. Can you? \("_")/