AN: Hello all, didn't expect me to update so quickly eh? Me either.
Surprisingly, I started typing this like a day or night after I posted chapter 4! The only reason I didn't post it sooner is because I had to edit it and I just haven't been able to once uni started on Monday.
Anyways, hope you like the chapter. This is where the "back" story falls into place and how everything gets going. After this chapter, the story will actually start in a way.
Natsu walked slowly out into the chilled night, the air was wet and dank, no doubt there going to be a storm later tonight. It was ominously silent outside the walls of Club Magna with just a few cars lining the deserted block near the inconspicuously placed building. Natsu tightened his grip on the precious cargo in his arms. It made sense that the club would be in a place like this. The last thing they wanted to do was bring attention to their dealings no matter how high class the customers were.
"Natsu-sama, the car is ready for you." Natsu looked up from his place near the door, not realizing he'd let his brain drift in his musings while his ride had been waiting for him. Without further ado, he continued his lazy yet powerful strides to the back seat of the all black BMW. Natsu nodded his head at the chauffer holding the door open for him, before sliding into the silky upholstered seats, the girl in his arms not moving an inch. That was weird.
Looking down to the girl, he finally got an up close and personal look at her. She was definitely a beauty, long thick hair the color of sunshine, shining even in the dimness of the car at night. Pale rosy skin and a petite yet sensually curvaceous body no man could refuse. Natsu raised a brow letting his eyes wander up and down her form, they really didn't want to leave much to the imagination in the little outfit they'd put her in. The extremely short, sky blue nighty barely covered the tops of her milky thighs while the thin straps over her shoulders led down to a pretty much see through front on the upper part of her dress. If he wanted, it wouldn't take much squinting for him to see her rouged nipples. He then decided it was in his best bet for him to cover her up someway.
Looking to his left, he spotted his black leather jacket he'd thrown off before leaving the car. Swiftly pulling it into his grip, he gently placed it over her front.
His jade hued eyes then glanced up to see her face. Just as he thought, she was knocked out cold. The drugs no doubt taking their effect on her. He'd surmised it wouldn't wear off at least until tomorrow evening, especially what with how she was acting in the club. She had a very fair face indeed, despite her situation, her expression was tranquil. Her button nose scrunching cutely when he moved her body in a better position on his lap. She sucked in a breath of air when he was done, forcing his eyes to wonder to her luscious mouth. The gag long forgotten when he pulled it off her earlier while heading out the building. Her lips were as red as a fully bloomed rose, pouty and full. The flesh made to be ravished. He thought it odd that everything on this girl was created for sin, or maybe it was his own perversion coming to him, he thought with a tsk.
Natsu felt a low growl leave his chest when she moved to do her own adjusting in her sleep, no doubt to get comfortable. Her body turning to him with her head leaning down onto his chest as her small dainty hands pulled at the waist of his shirt—on the edge of his belt...
Distracted out of his spark of lust and the flash of heat that went straight to his groin from her actions, a small smile lifted to her lips and in that moment Natsu decided he wanted her officially to himself.
The 'ca-chuck' of the car door opening from his front and left distracted him long enough to see a man with orangey auburn hair pop into his view and to hear muffled curses directed at him from his side.
The man in his direct line of sight spoke up first after they'd settled into the car as he turned from his seat at the front whilst the car started up and drove. "So Natsu my boy, you really got the girl huh?" The older man grinned, his mossy eyes similar to his own sparkling perversely as he got an eye full of the girl in his arms. Yeah they really took too many liberties in dressing her and he realized the addition of his jacket didn't help much. Without having to look, he already knew the man next to him had sprouted his own blush once he got a look at the woman in question. Natsu tucked the blonde closer to his form as if to shield her, and the man in front of him quirked a brow at the unlikely response. He normally didn't care if he got an eye full, nor did he hold the girls so possessively.
A sarcastic bark of laughter broke the silence, "Yeah flame-brain, I wasn't expecting you to actually do it. At least not for such a high price." The man to his side spoke. Natsu finally gave a glance in his direction to see the black haired male sitting languidly with his arms behind his head. A taunting smirk coating his lips. The earlier blush barely dusting his cheeks now.
The pink-haired man sat back further and relaxed, deciding to speak for once rather than drowning them out like he had been for the past few months. "I didn't expect it either." His eyes glanced down at the girl, amazed she was still happily asleep in his arms after all their noise even with the drugs.
"Woah, you actually spoke." The ebony haired male's brows rose to the top of his head to be lost under his bangs, "Gildarts, he actually spoke!"
Gildarts pulled his lip in a quizzical frown, remembering what the runt said to him before everything escalated. His actions now spoke opposite of what they did earlier. Maybe buying this girl really was for the best.
"Shut up ice-dick." Natsu grumbled, his gaze having now planted out the window, but Gildarts still saw the unmistakable blush on the younger man's cheeks. It definitely wasn't from what Gray said neither.
"Why you-!" Steel blue eyes sparked with renewed energy and he sat up straight.
"Gray, hand me something to drink," Gildarts started before Gray got ahead of himself—Natsu wasn't completely back to normal. His wide smile settled itself firmly back in place, "this calls for a celebration!"
Gray glared at Natsu but otherwise followed the directions of his senior, cracking the mini fridge open long enough to bring out a bottle of tonic and picked up a glass.
Gildarts hummed gleefully when his drink was handed to him, settling back in his seat to throw it all back. "Alright, now be quiet back there so I can relax. As easy as it was for you to just leave Natsu, Gray and I here had to clean up the damn mess you made."
"Yeah asshole, while you were feeling up your new little toy back here, we were doing some actual work." Gray snickered but didn't seem too mad about it, he could still remember the look on Ivan's face when he insulted him. Natsu growled but didn't make any further moves to show his anger, his gaze staying firmly outside. "We might have a bigger problem with Ivan from now on though." He said to Gildarts while rubbing the back of his head.
Gildarts just sighed, glancing at the boy from the rearview mirror, "It's to be expected I guess." At the corner of his eye he saw Natsu lift the side of his own lip in a smirk, "Just don't go making it worse!"
Earlier that Evening
"Natsu are you sure you want to go back to the club tonight? You know they're suspicious about last time. I'm not too sure they'll let you buy anyone else for a while, probably not ever." Gray spoke from his seat at the mini bar, watching as his boss/best friend—well he was more so a pain in the ass than a friend, especially these last few months, moved around making orders to his underlings before picking up his jacket from a couch.
His change of attitude was understandable though, at least he kept telling himself that every time he had a really strong urge to knock the man's head off. He did lose his father in the most fucked up way possible. It's a shame too, Natsu had really been taking strides to make up with the man and regrow their bond the six months before Igneel left. After everything that happened, Gray knew if he was in the same position, he would've been the same or worse. Actually, his past was nowhere near prettier than Natsu's and back then he did act way worse. At least Natsu was trying to make it work and was growing a pair unlike he did. Not that'd he'd admit it to the flame head.
Natsu sighed, walking over to Gray as he shrugged on the rest of his jacket. He had just finished talking to his secretary about some decisions he was making with the company and what he wanted her to do, along with discussing some invoices she gave to him and she just finally left. Along with the rest of his retinue for the business.
Luckily, the cooperation wasn't going to go to the crapper any time soon despite what many of his father's enemies thought. It took a lot of stress and sleepless nights especially after some important colleagues and execs tried to jump ship, some even daring to take along with them some money. Needless to say it didn't well for them. The problem hadn't been about fixing the funding's or dealing with the paper work, it was mainly establishing himself as a dependable leader. People tended to react poorly to a random boy coming out of the blue spouting that he was the secret son of their boss whom got brutally murdered, and he was here to take over with seemingly no experience.
It didn't help that in this business, scare tactics weren't always the best route to go about compared to the other business his father upholded. He had to prove himself. Another man's blood and a lot of sweat, a couple mergers and deals completed perfectly and he'd somehow pulled through to win the trust of his employers for the most part. So yeah, a nice fiery whiskey sounded good right now, not Gray's squabbling.
"I know what I'm doing Gray," he said with a low groan as he sat in the stool next to his friend and poured himself a heaping glass of his favorite liquor. Normally he'd begrudgingly agree with Gray in situations like these. He only dabbled in this area as much as he felt he needed to, when it got dangerous, he took a step back. Natsu wasn't completely reckless and insane, at least his past self wasn't. But something was calling for him to go tonight, he just didn't know what. Being a man of instinct, he decided he'd follow his gut.
"I agree with Gray, Natsu-san." Jellal intervened, walking in the double doors of his office, "Lisanna didn't tell the police about what happened to her like the others, but a subordinate told me one of Ivan's men saw her out and about with her siblings a month ago. Ivan no doubt has told the club about your "treachery"." He finished while finding a seat next to the other men at the bar, his fingers having come up in air quotes at the word treachery. All of them knowing how ridiculous it sounded.
"Yeah Natsu, it's only so long before they find out what we've really been doing around here. They've always been suspicious of you from the start." Gray stated with a meaningful look and a shrug of his shoulders before passing a beer to Jellal and sipping his own. They were right, the club didn't like him from the start, they didn't understand what I young man like himself wanted with buying girls, assuming later on that he wanted them for further trafficking or extortion. At least they had to because they couldn't deny his money, of which he always gave the most of.
Natsu looked to the side of his eyes at Jellal, his dark blue hair as vibrant as ever and his face tattoo just as prominent as ever, watching as he also shrugged his shoulder at the man and took a sip of his beer. He looked at Gray the same way and watched him arch a brow. Normally in this moment he would become confrontational or blatantly shove what he thought in their faces but the desire to do so just wasn't there anymore. Nowadays if he did become confrontational, you didn't want to see it. It usually spelled the end of whomever was the target of his fury.
Instead, Natsu finished the rest of his whiskey in one gulp, feeling the addictive sting of the alcohol touch his throat. He didn't too much care for the bitter taste, but the fire it started in his belly and the feel of the liquid against his throat was something he found he liked even in his younger days. The man stood from his seat, not noticing the confused expressions of his friends and turned to leave.
"Gray get the car started. I'm not sure if I'll buy anyone today, but if I do, we'll just have to bring the most money I ever have to satisfy those greedy bastards." Natsu said while walking purposefully to his desk and picking up his wallet and watch, "Jellal, you get the money ready, I expect it to be an amount worthy for a greedy bastard," he took a pause to look in the man's surprised brown eyes, "and give it to Gray when he comes back."
Lastly, Natsu picked up his phone and placed it into his back pocket. His back turned fully to them as he took lazy strides out the door, leaving them in their stupor.
"He sure is different." Jellal finally spoke after a moment of silence. "I don't remember him being so calm like this before." He sat straight in his seat before chancing a glance at Gray. While his eyes hadn't left the door where Natsu left, Gray's had been directed towards his beer bottle, a heavy scowl lining his face.
"I know," was all he said before he too got out of his seat. He's been unsuccessfully trying to disrupt that eerie calmness of his for a while now. "Let's just do whatever the hell he wants…for now." Gray drank the rest of his beer before taking out his phone to text the driver. "Get the money ready, I'll go get Gildarts."
Jellal hummed in agreement, watching as the dark haired boy left. It seemed Natsu's change in attitude was effecting Gray too. He never thought they'd need to fight each other, but it seemed so…Gray was losing his place here. He could see it in his eyes. 'Damnit Erza, come back soon. You're the only one left who can help.'
What he didn't know, was that even she would be lost when against him.
Natsu stared blankly outside of the tinted windows of the luxury car and even that was pissing Gray off. He knew he said Natsu was acting better than he did but it was still annoying as fuck. He was this close to decking the asshole just to get a rise out of him. As his closest friend and right hand man, he was with the man more than anyone, almost more than Happy, and honestly it was only so much more he could take of this…new Natsu. Don't get him wrong, the prick has always been an evil demanding bastard, but he didn't look at everyone like they were the dirt under his soles before. As much as he liked to go on and on that he was better than everyone else back then, he actually acted like it now. It was infuriating.
"Alright boys, let's get this party started!" Gildarts clapped his hands before jumping out the car. It seemed they made it to their destination. Natsu and Gray didn't give their chauffer enough time to open their own doors as they jumped out right behind the man, Natsu throwing off his jacket in behind him before slamming the door shut. At the same time, Gray collected the brief case full of money from the trunk and trailed behind the other two men. All three walked up to the worn grey brick building nestled obscurely between an abandoned factory and battered convenience store before walking confidently inside. There they were met with a spiral of steps leading downward and another door guarded by a couple of large men.
Gildarts smiled brightly at the men and waved, their stoic faces unflinching as they opened the door to let them in.
Gray spoke when the door closed behind them, and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his black slacks, "Well at least they didn't try to stop us." Natsu snorted, walking ahead of the two whereas Gildarts flashed him a grin. When Gray caught up to Natsu, the button to their last obstacle, the elevator, had already been pushed. The man who pushed it, leaning on his side against the wall while waiting for it with a bored expression. Gray rolled his eyes and decided to instead direct his gaze to the other man traveling with them.
"What do you think Gildarts, will we get out of here alive." Gray smirked at the man showing his intent at a half serious joke. "They had to have let us in here for a reason."
Gildarts smirked and an excited gleam took over his eyes, very much similar to how Natsu's used to, "Well, I can't say I'm too sure. Let's just hope they put up a good fight. I've gotten a little rusty, I think I need a little practice." He finished with a bellowed laugh.
A ding overheard the room notifying them of the elevator opening and they walked inside. "But I will say this." Gildarts started once they got settled in the elevator, it's steel lining and touch screen controls the most expensive thing they've seen since they got here. Smooth jazz, no doubt the same tune coming from the club floated to their ears. "Don't lose your guard, especially after Natsu starts parading around." Gildarts' face took on a serious expression that always put Gray on edge. The man was seriously scary when he wasn't his usual happy go lucky self.
Natsu's frown deepened at his mentor's choice of words. It didn't help that they treated him like he wasn't in the room. But then again, at this point he was becoming used to it, especially with his changed temperament and all. He became the topic of many conversations, in the room or not. Well, just from the people who dared. Unfortunately, he was in the company of people who did.
Gray chuckled, ignoring the chill down his spine at Gildarts' serious stare, "Don't worry about that, I'm always fired up." He spoke with a smirk, noticing Natsu flinch beside him at his old catchphrase.
Suddenly the ding of the door sounded and they were met with a scantily clad red headed waitress with cat ears on the top of her head and a cat tail, "Welcome to Club Manga. Dragneel Party, right this way." She smirked sultrily, tuning on her heel and switching away.
Gildarts made cat noises as he gave the woman a heated look, hearts seemingly popping out of his eyes, "Right behind you gorgeous, raow~."
Gray raised his brows forgetting how big a pervert Gildarts was and the biggest reason he demanded to go with them on these trips. Natsu stalked out behind them and he followed somberly behind.
oOo
20 minutes later
Natsu sighed as the next girl came out, this one more drugged up than the last it seemed as she danced erotically on stage. Gray sat angrily as she was bided for while Gildarts even had a somber look on his face despite earlier enjoying the dancing. They all knew where she would go, like every other girl that got sold here. The hell that they experienced before coming here, often of which being extremely brutal, wouldn't compare to what they were in for. A virgin; a girl unsullied and not bitter from understanding this life, was becoming rarer these days. The ones they did find, usually were bid the highest. The men here typically desiring to push them to that point instead of them having a past.
A few guys he knew who bought the girls weren't too bad and tried to help the girls like he did, but most of the other's varied from bad to worse.
"Would any of you men be interested in our refreshments?" The same waitress from earlier came back from the curtain of the alcoves to ask them, Gildarts instantly beaming at her.
Natsu said nothing, not even chancing a glance back at her, while Gray answered a quick no thank you.
"No thanks, hunny." Gildarts simpered.
"What about you mister Dragneel?" Her voice noticeably took on a more seductive quality. He still didn't answer, instead focusing on the stage as the woman was ushered behind the curtains to be readied for her buyer and they prepared for the next girl to come out.
He heard the woman behind him clear her throat, clearly not liking his lack of response and absent attempt to even look her way. "We-well then, enjoy your stay. I'll check on you later."
"Well damn," Gray whistled lowly.
Even Gildarts looked that close to slapping him on the back of his head, "Natsu you're a real piece of work."
Natsu chose to ignore them as he watched the next girl get wheeled out on a platform that kept her arms held above her as she stood against a pole. Her blonde hair cascaded down her form while her curves twisted against it. Natsu's eyebrows furrowed as he stared harder at the girl, she looked familiar…
Previously tuning out the host on stage with her, his heart stopped when he heard his next words, "Lucy Heartfilia!"
'Heartfilia?!' He quickly sat at the edge of the velvet seated couch and stared intensely at the poor girl. 'This was Lucy Heartfilia?!'
"Woah, isn't that the girl from the family that killed…" Gray started but stopped his train of thought when remembering whom he was next. Expecting a violent outburst, he was extremely surprised when the man didn't even get a twitch.
Gray watched with clear amazement as Natsu looked at the girl but not really at her. His eyes glazed as if a memory reoccurred.
"Old man, why do I have to marry this Heartfilia girl?" Natsu looked up to his father as they ate. It was the last dinner between man and son before his dad took his trip west for business. He was expected to be gone for a few weeks maybe a little over a month if things when well and he could make his deals with the people in Alvarez. Natsu was a little sour at the news despite knowing business was business. It was the first time in eight years that him and his father really rebonded. The last six months had been great! They'd gotten to know each other again and better, spared with each other, gone fishing, joked around, talked about old memories, even scarfed down food with each other. Igneel had also taught his son more about the company he would be running, even though he already knew a lot from the years when he was younger and his classes he was taking as a business major, it was the personal and intimate knowledge he was lacking.
Over the past eight years, all he'd really done was train, honing in his martial arts skills and carrying out his education with tutors since he moved around from city to city and country to country too much. Towards the last of years away from his father he'd spent more time learning about the other side of the family business and how he should go about running it when his father told him he wanted him to take over. This was around the time he'd turned 15, he had just finished training with a monk in Veronica when his father called him demanding he come home then to tell him the news.
After which, he'd spent most—if not all his time in the business, previously only popping in and out only to understand it all, and made friends with Gajeel, Jellal, Gray, and later on Elfman, plus a bunch of others. There, he sold extremely expensive machinery and parts, of course the illegal kind. They weren't underground for nothin'. They acted almost like a Black Market, one that wasn't afraid of getting "rid" of a buyer that gave them displeasure.
After all those years of hating his dad, that hate growing to distaste, distaste then to regret, regret finally to sadness. And with the news of his father thinking of retiring going around the block, Natsu found himself making an indefinite visit to his father. It took a lot to get him there, he had to thank his friends for that.
Igneel looked up from his almost empty plate with a raised brow wondering where this was coming from. He'd told his son long before he planned on having him wed someone for the company, asking him if it was okay and he'd always agreed with it. Ever since his mother left and he grasped the reality of her abandonment, he lost the importance of love in his heart. Of course he loved his father, especially seeing that now—and that he had all along. Then there was the love for his friends and his mentors he no doubt knew he had. Familial love would always be sacred to his heart. But he separated romantic love, the love from a woman to another category. It brought sadness to Igneel's heart that his selfish decisions ruined his son in such a way. He truly was not prepared for this; he'd almost say he rather his son continued to hate him so long as his heart was open. Instead, every woman in his son's life was for gain and that alone. He didn't dream of finding his soul mate or love like a normal person his age. He knew his son only considered a future union for a heir, nothing more.
So why was he questioning it now? For almost just as long, Igneel had expressed his interest in having him marry the Heartfilia heir. Natsu knew as much.
"I mean," Natsu looked away, placing his turkey leg down and wiping his hands together to rub away the left over grease before crossing his arms, "I'm not against marrying her. You know how I feel about that… I just want to know why you've wanted me to marry this girl for so long, even though her father owns our company's competition."
Igneel smirked as he placed his own food down, finally realizing where his son was coming from, his green eyes sparkling with mirth and Natsu imagined that if he were a dragon, smoke would puff out his mouth. "Don't get me wrong my boy, I don't trust Jude as far as I can throw him."
"Then why-?" Natsu was cut off by his father's laughter making him pout childishly.
"Remember a long time again when I told you, keep your enemies close—to make them feel safe?"
"Yes…," Natsu's eyebrows furrowed, the memory of the context it was in making his heart sting with pain but it faded as he watched his father's excited face and sincere eyes.
"Well since we both have connections Underground along with up here in the business world I've always kept my eyes on him, knowing he would stab me in the back one day. The man is too greedy for his own good." Igneel sighed back into his seat and lazily rubbed his gut, they'd eaten quite a lot. "It's unfortunate honestly, the man wasn't always like this, but its… let's just say the negative forces at will that knew exactly his weakness', of which were what made him become this way." Natsu frowned, "The only thing he has left is his daughter, and despite his actions he wants to keep it that way. It took a big agreement, dowry I guess you'd say, to finally agree even after all these years."
Natsu resituated in his seat with raised brows and a grunt, trying to take in all he was hearing. "Why…why is this Lucy girl so much worth. Why is she so important…?"
His father's eyes softened then, "She is, the way your mother was…"
Natsu's eyes looked quickly to his father's own and his heart pounded painfully.
Igneel looked away, rethinking his answer, "Well then again maybe not, I've been keeping up with Lucy for some time now," his father's way of saying he spied on her, "and I think she's better. I'm sure she can fix more problems than one. Plus, with her here, we'll have more information on Jude, and I can live longer."
"Ah shuddap old man!" Natsu huffed and threw himself back in his chair. As always, he couldn't understand all that his father meant, but he did know he was being ridiculous. Igneel guffawed loudly at his son's reaction and heartily patted his son's blush colored locks. The boy tried to move away but it was no use, the pats only got harder and his laughs louder, "Hey, you wanna fight fire breath!" He was one to talk, "Get ur paws off of me!"
Igneel with tears from his merriment in his eyes just looked down proudly at his son, he knew if he didn't make it to live long enough, he would take over well. He'd just hoped he didn't make the mistakes he himself did. "I love ya son."
Natsu's cheeks puffed, thinking he was going to give him a less than desired (tsundere-like) response along with the other times since his return, Igneel was surprised when his son took on an ear splitting grin—one he hadn't seen in years, and gave a hearty pat to his own shoulder, "Love ya too dad!"
"Now, to start the bidding…"
"Hey Natsu, you in there man?" His world refocused as he came back from his daze, noticing that the girl was still on stage and she was now awake desperately trying to get out of her restraints. His mouth twitched into a growl when he noticed Gray snapping his dirty stripper fingers in his face.
Hearing the growl was enough for the man to stop and he leaned his head briskly around Natsu towards Gildarts, the man already looking at him and giving him a suspicious look. "I'm gonna buy her, whatever happens make sure she gets out of here safe."
"Wha-?"
"24,000,000"
"Gray get the money ready," Natsu snapped at the man whom was in the middle of voicing his confusion.
"Wait, what are you gonna do when you get her Natsu? Don't tell me this is for revenge." Gray asked worriedly, yet incensed at his interruption.
"32,000,000"
Natsu's eyes gleamed dangerously, angry that he even had the gall to ask.
Gray sucked on his teeth, not willing to let his intimidation show, "Just don't go overboard. Remember that she's still a necessary means." He said picking up the case filled with cash.
"50,000,000 Jewels!..."
"Shit," Natsu cursed, reaching under his seat for the number panels. He sat back in his seat to flip through them.
"…to Mr. Dreyar."
"Wow that bastard?" Gray scowled.
"How much did Jellal pack?" Natsu asked anxiously while pulling out a sharpie from his black pants pockets.
"Um, exactly one hundred million-one hundred thousand jewels."
"Perfect." Natsu drawled with a smirk as he drew on a crude looking zero to the end of a panel and quickly pushed the buzzer button.
The man stood to his feet, throwing the card out in front of him for all to see. "Lucy Heartfilia you're mine." He growled with a sadistic smirk.
Presnent Time, Saturday September 5, 8:12pm
Natsu watched silently as the girl in front of him moaned softly on his bed. Even though it was dream induced, Natsu couldn't help himself from liking his lips at the erotic sound. This girl sure was weird, but weird in an interesting way.
Hmm
Lucy moved about more in her sleep, and Natsu guessed she was close to waking up. Plentiful blonde lashes stirred and another one of those delicious sounds left the beauty. It was when bleary brown orbs caught his own that Natsu smirked.
This would be fun.
AN: Hey guys so what did you think? I hope you're not mad with the lack of Nalu I promised, but after realizing I had so much more to fit in before the big scene, I knew I had to let you down. Sorry, I hate it too. But this promise I make to you now is sincere, the story get's nasty next chapter, and it's the good kind. Hehehe, hope you're in for it because on this next chunk of chapters its pretty much going to back to back, and when that's not happening, it's going to be drama filled. If you don't get what I'm alluding at, your mind is too young.
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What you thought I was gonna tell you to find a new fic or skip those parts? Nah, I don't care, I can't stop you, haha. Just hope the detail scars you enough you don't want to read that kind of stuff anymore. I think I'm well known for my lemons haha.
Ja!
