Disclaimer: I wish I owned Rurouni Kenshin. I really do but alas, I do not.
Hey yall! Not many off you guys liked the idea of a lemon (thank God, their only 15) so I'm gonna make a lime scene. No clothes will be taken off or anything, I swear. But not in this chapter. Yall gonna have to wait if you want to read it. Oh, and Ropponmatsu, thank you for the review! I'll be sure to check out your stories as well. And for all you numskulls out there, Ping Pang Pong was supposed to be funny. I wanted to enemy to have a funny name for a later chapter, all right?
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The next day seemed to be awfully beautiful. The sun was out and the bright sapphire sky had slivers of dazzling white clouds placed here and there. Kaoru had just gotten up from eating breakfast and went outside to see Kenshin running around like horse with Kenji on his back. She laughed when Kenji almost fell off and pulled on Kenshin's red locks to try and stay on. Kenshin made a face with 'Pain' written all over it.
Kenji began kicking gleefully, wanting Kenshin to crawl around some more. Kenshin gave out an embarrassing, small horse-like whimper and began to walk around again. Kaoru sat on the porch, watching for a long, long time for humor. Kenshin finally got tired and fell to the ground with a plop, causing his kid to cross his arms over his chest, pouting.
Kaoru walked over and picked Kenji up, looking at her swirly-eyed husband. "Kenshin, you shouldn't tire yourself out like that." Kenshin sat up and frowned, poking out his bottom lip.
He watched Kaoru's retreating figure, his eyes staying on her swaying hips. Kenshin stood and walked behind her, grasping her waist. Kaoru turned around and, although liking the pleasant surprise, gave him a stern look that told him to stop. He gave her a puppy-eyed smile but still, she shook her head firmly.
Kenshin heard Kenji yawn and saw that he had fallen asleep quite fast. Kaoru had resumed her spot on the porch and held Kenji in her arms, Kenshin taking a seat next to her.
"You know," Kaoru started, " he looks exactly like you." Kenshin began smoothing out his son's exact replica of his hair.
"Yes, but he has your eyes," he reminded her, nuzzling her nose. He pulled Kaoru into his arms, Kenji cuddled comfortably in between the two. Kenshin then took this opportunity to capture Kaoru's lips briefly, kissing her with love for her and their son. And it would just so happened that Yahiko would storm out and interrupt their make out session.
"Go get a room!" he yelled, walking straight between them. The slight brushes of Yahiko's hakama as he walked between the couple hit Kenji's face, waking him up immediately.
"Hey, Yahiko!" he yelled, "Where're you going?!" Yahiko grimaced at Kenji's voice, irritation running down his spine.
"I'm going for a walk," he called, maintaining his current speed of trying to get out the door without any further questions.
"Can I-" Kenji began but was cut off shortly.
"No!" Yahiko yelled, turning around with a huge frown on his face. Kenji's eyes began to water and he sat on the ground trying not to cry. Yahiko looked up to see Kaoru holding a bokken and Kenshin's face expression ready to go Battousai any moment.
Yahiko frowned, looking back down at the bawling clone of Kenshin. His eyes began to soften just a little bit. He felt bad because lately, he'd been in a bad mood. All last night, he wouldn't let Kenji go near him at all without getting furious and start telling him to go away. Since Kenji was born, Yahiko had always seemed to be his big brother. He groaned, feeling like a bully rather than someone to look up to. Yahiko couldn't put his finger on it but around the time Kenji began to learn how to walk and talk, Yahiko had been a little more . . . distant by the passing day.
Yahiko stomped his foot with a little annoyance towards himself. " Alright, you can go." Kenji jumped for joy, running to Yahiko. Kenji began asking him questions a three-year-old would ask for no particular reason. Yahiko began screaming in his mind, telling Kenji to shut up but he knew he couldn't say it aloud. He could still feel Kenshin's eyes one his back.
When the two were out of sight, Kenshin turned back to look at Kaoru. "I wonder . . . what has gotten into Yahiko lately. He seems as if . . . something has been troubling him but I don't know what it could possibly be."
Kaoru shook her head slightly, setting her wooden sword to the side. "Maybe it's his time of the month," she said sarcastically. Neither of them cracked a smile at it.
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"Hey Yahiko! Where're you going anyway? We've been wondering around for at least twenty minutes!" exclaimed Kenji. Yahiko had been aimlessly walking through Tokyo, trying to find something to do with himself.
"We are not wondering around Kenji!" he stated, irritation dying to escape out of his voice.
"Then WHY have we past the Akebeko seven times already?" Kenji asked, clearly trying to get his point across. Yahiko stopped suddenly and glared at the forbidden restaurant. He had seen Mushu in the Akebeko serving person after person, stopping at least three times to give Yahiko a friendly wave. Yahiko never did return it and instead, walked by with an attitude.
"We've past the Akebeko seven times because of that guy in there." Yahiko pointed to Mushu, who just given Tsubame an order. Kenji peeped in and saw him talking to her, trying to act cool.
"He has a crush on Tsubame," he stated simply. Yahiko rolled his eyes. *Nah, you think? * he thought with annoyance. "But," he started again, "I thought Tsubame was yours."
Yahiko looked down, not believing he was discussing this with a four year. "She's not mine. I don't own her and I never will, even . . ."
Kenji sighed, looking at the ground. "Well, anyone can tell you to like each other." Yahiko perked up at this statement.
"Man, she doesn't like me and she never will," he said, looking away.
Kenji put his hands on his tiny hips, giving Yahiko a small frown. "You sound just like Mommy and Daddy did!"
"What do you mean?"
"They told me their story of how they secretly loved each other and everyone else BUT them knew it, too!" Kenji yelled, throwing his hands out in exasperation. Yahiko took this to thought and narrowed his eyes. He did sound just like Kenshin but now he knew how they felt. At first, he thought it was easy as pie to tell if someone loved you but now he found out it was probably the hardest thing in life.
"Hey Yahiko!" Mushu called out, breaking his thoughts, "I've seen you pass us at least six times but you never saw me. I tried to get your attention."
Yahiko was about to answer but Kenji beat him to it. "You leave Yahiko's girlfriend alone, Mister!" Yahiko gritted his teeth and yanked Kenji back by his elbow. Mushu began to chuckle.
"Hey, Yahiko. I didn't know you had a brother," Mushu said, patting Kenji on the head. Kenji quickly ducked behind Yahiko and stuck out his tongue.
"Fortunately, he's not my brother. I just live with him and his family," Yahiko explained. Mushu gave him a puzzled look.
"Why don't you live with your parents? Are you adopted or something?" he asked with curiosity. Kenji looked up at Yahiko with big eyes, wondering how he was going to explain that his parents were dead. Thankfully, Tsubame came to the rescue.
"Hello . . . Yahiko . . ." she stuttered, her eyes becoming more round. Yahiko smiled and put his hand behind his head.
"Hi . . ."
"You want to stay and help us? We could use a little service . . ." she asked. Yahiko smiled but then frowned at the presence of Kenji.
"It's alright Yahiko. I can stay with this guy," Mushu said, pointing at the retreated Kenji. Yahiko wanted to smack that guy for sounding more mature than he ever did in front of Tsubame.
When the two were out of sight, Mushu bent down in front of Kenji.
"Well little guy. What's your name?" he asked with a smile.
Kenji snorted defiantly, looking Mushu dead in the eye. "I'm Kenji Himura. And Tsubame is Yahiko's girlfriend, not yours!"
Mushu's smile immediately turned to a death glare. "What did you say to me."
The tone of his voice made Kenji feel extremely small but he stood his ground. "I said . . . She's Yahiko girlfriend, not yours."
"I got a little bit of news for you. Yahiko never claimed Tsubame which means she is up for grabs. And since I seem to be the only conscience one aware of that fact, it seems I am two steps ahead of everyone else."
"Yeah! Well . . . Tsubame likes Yahiko and you can't do anything about it either!" he yelled. Mushu looked at Kenji with a disgusted look plastered all over his face.
"Tsubame is mine and you cannot do a thing about it," he replied.
"I may only be four years old but I know love when I see it! And apparently, you're not aware that Yahiko and Tsubame are in love," Kenji triumphantly stated. Mushu sneered.
"And apparently, Yahiko doesn't realize he's fighting a losing battle." Mushu sneered. Kenji opened his mouth to say something but had run out of things to yell.
"It doesn't matter! Yahiko and Tsubame like each other and you can't do anything to stop it!" Kenji yelled. Mushu glared harder, becoming quite annoyed.
"You know, you seem to like to act older than what you really are Kenji Himura," Mushu chuckled, "But if you keep acting like this you're going to get hurt."
Kenji's eyes went wide with fear but he quickly regained himself. "I'm not scared of you! And if you keep threatening Yahiko, I'll tell Tsubame and she won't like you anymore."
Mushu grabbed Kenji by the arm with a tight grasp and began to squeeze harder. "I don't believe I threatened Yahiko. But I'll threaten you. You so much as mention any part of this conversation, oh boy will you regret it!"
Kenji began to whimper, trying to pull his arm out of Mushu's grasp. When he pulled back hard enough, Mushu let go, sending him backwards, almost falling over.
Kenji began to breathe harder but still looked Mushu square in the eye. "What will you do if I do tell on you?" he asked nonchalantly.
Mushu raised his hand and smack Kenji across the face, leaving a painful red mark. Kenji squirmed around to sit on his bottom, his hands going directly to his right cheek. His eyes glistened with tears but he dare not let one drop. The look on Mushu's face said 'Cry and I do it again'.
He walked over to the bawling boy, smirking. "I'll do that and a whole lot worse, kid. A WHOLE lot worse . . ."
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Yahiko continued to walk behind Tsubame up the stairs to Tae's room. All the way up, he had been trying to find a way to ask Tsubame how she felt about Mushu. He decided to just get it over with and let it all out.
"So . . . do you like Mushu?" Yahiko asked, standing behind her, Tsubame nodded her head, opening the door to Tae's room.
"Why, hello there Yahiko! What brings you here on your day off?" Tae asked in a country accent.
"I was wondering if you needed any help with anything today," Yahiko answered. Tae shook her head no and told him to come back later.
On his way back down, he decided to ask Tsubame the same question in a different way. "I meant . . . do you like him like him?"
Tsubame turned around to face him, thought deep in her eyes. She looked back up at him after a moment. "No, I should say I don't. I mean . . . He's nice and all but I haven't exactly known him all that long . . . It's like you and me. I've known you for a long time but I just meant Mushu yesterday." Yahiko smiled widely.
Just before they had reached the front door to the Akebeko, Yahiko turned to look at Tsubame. "I wish I could stay and help . . ."
"Me too. I feel . . . lonely when you're . . . not here . . ." she said shyly, hiding behind her tray. Yahiko stuck his finger in his ear to make sure it was clean and heard right. *Wow! She just said she wants me to stay! Cool, she might actually like me after all! *
When they reached the front door, they saw Kenji on his bottom and Mushu glaring at him. "Mushu!" Tsubame yelled.
He looked up quickly, surprised. Just as he stood up, Yahiko walked over in two long strides. "What did you do?" he demanded.
"I didn't do a thing! He tripped over that bucket!" He said pointing to the wooden pail behind him. Yahiko looked Kenji directly in the eye.
"Did he touch you Kenji?" Yahiko asked. Kenji opened his mouth but then Mushu narrowed his eyes. Kenji closed it and shook his head slightly.
A bright light hit Yahiko in the face and he squinted, looking at Mushu. "Move your ring out of the light man!"
Mushu hadn't realized it, so he quickly took it off and stuck it in the sleeve of his gi. Yahiko then looked back at Kenji's right cheek to see a bright red mark with a round imprint in it. He turned back to glare at Mushu, still marching to Kenji.
Mushu grinned. When Kenji stood up, Yahiko immediately took Kenji's hand and pulled him towards the direction of the dojo. When he was sure Mushu couldn't see them anymore, Yahiko yanked Kenji out in front of him and bent down to Kenji's height.
"Kenji," he started, "Mushu hit you, didn't he?" Kenji immediately shook his head no and kept his hand on his cheek.
"I know he did Kenji, don't lie to me," he commanded. Kenji looked Yahiko in the eye and slowly began to nod his head. Yahiko stood up and began to drag Kenji home. *You will pay for that one. *
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Yes, I probably did go to far with the smacking the four-year-old in the face but this story is getting quite boring already. Tell me what you think! Later!
Hey yall! Not many off you guys liked the idea of a lemon (thank God, their only 15) so I'm gonna make a lime scene. No clothes will be taken off or anything, I swear. But not in this chapter. Yall gonna have to wait if you want to read it. Oh, and Ropponmatsu, thank you for the review! I'll be sure to check out your stories as well. And for all you numskulls out there, Ping Pang Pong was supposed to be funny. I wanted to enemy to have a funny name for a later chapter, all right?
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The next day seemed to be awfully beautiful. The sun was out and the bright sapphire sky had slivers of dazzling white clouds placed here and there. Kaoru had just gotten up from eating breakfast and went outside to see Kenshin running around like horse with Kenji on his back. She laughed when Kenji almost fell off and pulled on Kenshin's red locks to try and stay on. Kenshin made a face with 'Pain' written all over it.
Kenji began kicking gleefully, wanting Kenshin to crawl around some more. Kenshin gave out an embarrassing, small horse-like whimper and began to walk around again. Kaoru sat on the porch, watching for a long, long time for humor. Kenshin finally got tired and fell to the ground with a plop, causing his kid to cross his arms over his chest, pouting.
Kaoru walked over and picked Kenji up, looking at her swirly-eyed husband. "Kenshin, you shouldn't tire yourself out like that." Kenshin sat up and frowned, poking out his bottom lip.
He watched Kaoru's retreating figure, his eyes staying on her swaying hips. Kenshin stood and walked behind her, grasping her waist. Kaoru turned around and, although liking the pleasant surprise, gave him a stern look that told him to stop. He gave her a puppy-eyed smile but still, she shook her head firmly.
Kenshin heard Kenji yawn and saw that he had fallen asleep quite fast. Kaoru had resumed her spot on the porch and held Kenji in her arms, Kenshin taking a seat next to her.
"You know," Kaoru started, " he looks exactly like you." Kenshin began smoothing out his son's exact replica of his hair.
"Yes, but he has your eyes," he reminded her, nuzzling her nose. He pulled Kaoru into his arms, Kenji cuddled comfortably in between the two. Kenshin then took this opportunity to capture Kaoru's lips briefly, kissing her with love for her and their son. And it would just so happened that Yahiko would storm out and interrupt their make out session.
"Go get a room!" he yelled, walking straight between them. The slight brushes of Yahiko's hakama as he walked between the couple hit Kenji's face, waking him up immediately.
"Hey, Yahiko!" he yelled, "Where're you going?!" Yahiko grimaced at Kenji's voice, irritation running down his spine.
"I'm going for a walk," he called, maintaining his current speed of trying to get out the door without any further questions.
"Can I-" Kenji began but was cut off shortly.
"No!" Yahiko yelled, turning around with a huge frown on his face. Kenji's eyes began to water and he sat on the ground trying not to cry. Yahiko looked up to see Kaoru holding a bokken and Kenshin's face expression ready to go Battousai any moment.
Yahiko frowned, looking back down at the bawling clone of Kenshin. His eyes began to soften just a little bit. He felt bad because lately, he'd been in a bad mood. All last night, he wouldn't let Kenji go near him at all without getting furious and start telling him to go away. Since Kenji was born, Yahiko had always seemed to be his big brother. He groaned, feeling like a bully rather than someone to look up to. Yahiko couldn't put his finger on it but around the time Kenji began to learn how to walk and talk, Yahiko had been a little more . . . distant by the passing day.
Yahiko stomped his foot with a little annoyance towards himself. " Alright, you can go." Kenji jumped for joy, running to Yahiko. Kenji began asking him questions a three-year-old would ask for no particular reason. Yahiko began screaming in his mind, telling Kenji to shut up but he knew he couldn't say it aloud. He could still feel Kenshin's eyes one his back.
When the two were out of sight, Kenshin turned back to look at Kaoru. "I wonder . . . what has gotten into Yahiko lately. He seems as if . . . something has been troubling him but I don't know what it could possibly be."
Kaoru shook her head slightly, setting her wooden sword to the side. "Maybe it's his time of the month," she said sarcastically. Neither of them cracked a smile at it.
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"Hey Yahiko! Where're you going anyway? We've been wondering around for at least twenty minutes!" exclaimed Kenji. Yahiko had been aimlessly walking through Tokyo, trying to find something to do with himself.
"We are not wondering around Kenji!" he stated, irritation dying to escape out of his voice.
"Then WHY have we past the Akebeko seven times already?" Kenji asked, clearly trying to get his point across. Yahiko stopped suddenly and glared at the forbidden restaurant. He had seen Mushu in the Akebeko serving person after person, stopping at least three times to give Yahiko a friendly wave. Yahiko never did return it and instead, walked by with an attitude.
"We've past the Akebeko seven times because of that guy in there." Yahiko pointed to Mushu, who just given Tsubame an order. Kenji peeped in and saw him talking to her, trying to act cool.
"He has a crush on Tsubame," he stated simply. Yahiko rolled his eyes. *Nah, you think? * he thought with annoyance. "But," he started again, "I thought Tsubame was yours."
Yahiko looked down, not believing he was discussing this with a four year. "She's not mine. I don't own her and I never will, even . . ."
Kenji sighed, looking at the ground. "Well, anyone can tell you to like each other." Yahiko perked up at this statement.
"Man, she doesn't like me and she never will," he said, looking away.
Kenji put his hands on his tiny hips, giving Yahiko a small frown. "You sound just like Mommy and Daddy did!"
"What do you mean?"
"They told me their story of how they secretly loved each other and everyone else BUT them knew it, too!" Kenji yelled, throwing his hands out in exasperation. Yahiko took this to thought and narrowed his eyes. He did sound just like Kenshin but now he knew how they felt. At first, he thought it was easy as pie to tell if someone loved you but now he found out it was probably the hardest thing in life.
"Hey Yahiko!" Mushu called out, breaking his thoughts, "I've seen you pass us at least six times but you never saw me. I tried to get your attention."
Yahiko was about to answer but Kenji beat him to it. "You leave Yahiko's girlfriend alone, Mister!" Yahiko gritted his teeth and yanked Kenji back by his elbow. Mushu began to chuckle.
"Hey, Yahiko. I didn't know you had a brother," Mushu said, patting Kenji on the head. Kenji quickly ducked behind Yahiko and stuck out his tongue.
"Fortunately, he's not my brother. I just live with him and his family," Yahiko explained. Mushu gave him a puzzled look.
"Why don't you live with your parents? Are you adopted or something?" he asked with curiosity. Kenji looked up at Yahiko with big eyes, wondering how he was going to explain that his parents were dead. Thankfully, Tsubame came to the rescue.
"Hello . . . Yahiko . . ." she stuttered, her eyes becoming more round. Yahiko smiled and put his hand behind his head.
"Hi . . ."
"You want to stay and help us? We could use a little service . . ." she asked. Yahiko smiled but then frowned at the presence of Kenji.
"It's alright Yahiko. I can stay with this guy," Mushu said, pointing at the retreated Kenji. Yahiko wanted to smack that guy for sounding more mature than he ever did in front of Tsubame.
When the two were out of sight, Mushu bent down in front of Kenji.
"Well little guy. What's your name?" he asked with a smile.
Kenji snorted defiantly, looking Mushu dead in the eye. "I'm Kenji Himura. And Tsubame is Yahiko's girlfriend, not yours!"
Mushu's smile immediately turned to a death glare. "What did you say to me."
The tone of his voice made Kenji feel extremely small but he stood his ground. "I said . . . She's Yahiko girlfriend, not yours."
"I got a little bit of news for you. Yahiko never claimed Tsubame which means she is up for grabs. And since I seem to be the only conscience one aware of that fact, it seems I am two steps ahead of everyone else."
"Yeah! Well . . . Tsubame likes Yahiko and you can't do anything about it either!" he yelled. Mushu looked at Kenji with a disgusted look plastered all over his face.
"Tsubame is mine and you cannot do a thing about it," he replied.
"I may only be four years old but I know love when I see it! And apparently, you're not aware that Yahiko and Tsubame are in love," Kenji triumphantly stated. Mushu sneered.
"And apparently, Yahiko doesn't realize he's fighting a losing battle." Mushu sneered. Kenji opened his mouth to say something but had run out of things to yell.
"It doesn't matter! Yahiko and Tsubame like each other and you can't do anything to stop it!" Kenji yelled. Mushu glared harder, becoming quite annoyed.
"You know, you seem to like to act older than what you really are Kenji Himura," Mushu chuckled, "But if you keep acting like this you're going to get hurt."
Kenji's eyes went wide with fear but he quickly regained himself. "I'm not scared of you! And if you keep threatening Yahiko, I'll tell Tsubame and she won't like you anymore."
Mushu grabbed Kenji by the arm with a tight grasp and began to squeeze harder. "I don't believe I threatened Yahiko. But I'll threaten you. You so much as mention any part of this conversation, oh boy will you regret it!"
Kenji began to whimper, trying to pull his arm out of Mushu's grasp. When he pulled back hard enough, Mushu let go, sending him backwards, almost falling over.
Kenji began to breathe harder but still looked Mushu square in the eye. "What will you do if I do tell on you?" he asked nonchalantly.
Mushu raised his hand and smack Kenji across the face, leaving a painful red mark. Kenji squirmed around to sit on his bottom, his hands going directly to his right cheek. His eyes glistened with tears but he dare not let one drop. The look on Mushu's face said 'Cry and I do it again'.
He walked over to the bawling boy, smirking. "I'll do that and a whole lot worse, kid. A WHOLE lot worse . . ."
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Yahiko continued to walk behind Tsubame up the stairs to Tae's room. All the way up, he had been trying to find a way to ask Tsubame how she felt about Mushu. He decided to just get it over with and let it all out.
"So . . . do you like Mushu?" Yahiko asked, standing behind her, Tsubame nodded her head, opening the door to Tae's room.
"Why, hello there Yahiko! What brings you here on your day off?" Tae asked in a country accent.
"I was wondering if you needed any help with anything today," Yahiko answered. Tae shook her head no and told him to come back later.
On his way back down, he decided to ask Tsubame the same question in a different way. "I meant . . . do you like him like him?"
Tsubame turned around to face him, thought deep in her eyes. She looked back up at him after a moment. "No, I should say I don't. I mean . . . He's nice and all but I haven't exactly known him all that long . . . It's like you and me. I've known you for a long time but I just meant Mushu yesterday." Yahiko smiled widely.
Just before they had reached the front door to the Akebeko, Yahiko turned to look at Tsubame. "I wish I could stay and help . . ."
"Me too. I feel . . . lonely when you're . . . not here . . ." she said shyly, hiding behind her tray. Yahiko stuck his finger in his ear to make sure it was clean and heard right. *Wow! She just said she wants me to stay! Cool, she might actually like me after all! *
When they reached the front door, they saw Kenji on his bottom and Mushu glaring at him. "Mushu!" Tsubame yelled.
He looked up quickly, surprised. Just as he stood up, Yahiko walked over in two long strides. "What did you do?" he demanded.
"I didn't do a thing! He tripped over that bucket!" He said pointing to the wooden pail behind him. Yahiko looked Kenji directly in the eye.
"Did he touch you Kenji?" Yahiko asked. Kenji opened his mouth but then Mushu narrowed his eyes. Kenji closed it and shook his head slightly.
A bright light hit Yahiko in the face and he squinted, looking at Mushu. "Move your ring out of the light man!"
Mushu hadn't realized it, so he quickly took it off and stuck it in the sleeve of his gi. Yahiko then looked back at Kenji's right cheek to see a bright red mark with a round imprint in it. He turned back to glare at Mushu, still marching to Kenji.
Mushu grinned. When Kenji stood up, Yahiko immediately took Kenji's hand and pulled him towards the direction of the dojo. When he was sure Mushu couldn't see them anymore, Yahiko yanked Kenji out in front of him and bent down to Kenji's height.
"Kenji," he started, "Mushu hit you, didn't he?" Kenji immediately shook his head no and kept his hand on his cheek.
"I know he did Kenji, don't lie to me," he commanded. Kenji looked Yahiko in the eye and slowly began to nod his head. Yahiko stood up and began to drag Kenji home. *You will pay for that one. *
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Yes, I probably did go to far with the smacking the four-year-old in the face but this story is getting quite boring already. Tell me what you think! Later!