A story based on...
Hanazakari no Kimitachi e
Hana Kimi story by: Hisaya Nakajo
Featured in: Hakusensha's Hana to Yume
This tale by: Hideki Kinomoto
[Act VIII – Never a tale of more woe.]
Time had become somewhat of a blur to him, his obsession driving him wild. Clothing strewn across a messy room, forced to be untouched by the hotel staff via his strict orders. It was only when he actually had time like this to think that he realized what he had been doing wasn't something most people would dare to label "sane". Each time he realized this, a tender smirk would tug at the corner of his lips, lacking genuine emotion. This morning would be no different for him as he lay awake, cursing under his breath at his luck. Reaching to his side, Shin retrieved his phone and studied that time. If not for his bout of morning grog the groan would have been but a groan, but at the moment it came out more a throaty growl.
"Must I always, ALWAYS, wake up five minutes before my damned alarm goes off?!" Growling, intentionally this time, he kicked viciously at the covers that concealed him, dethroning the sheets from their glorious task.
Today would be no different, he would start off by taking a shower, mind riddled with thoughts of his newest depraved past-time. Then he would brush his teeth, staring at himself in the mirror, not recognizing the face which stared back at him. After which he would finally get dressed, eyeing the clothing of The Phantom before carefully choosing a much more casual attire. Quickly gathering his messenger style bag, he placed it over head and across his shoulder, securing it. Lastly, he would flip the sign outside of his doorway to "Do Not Disturb". Just like every other day since his arrival. Today, however, had a much more interesting idea for him. As he marched down the hotel hallway towards the elevator, his cell phone rang nearly startling him to death. Pulling the phone from his pocket, his brows furrowed and eyes fell into a delicate glare.
"What do you want Kagurazaka? I could have sworn our deal was finished."
"You can leave the venom out of those words and thank me for what I'm about to tell you." Retorted Kagurazaka, caving to the dislike at how Shin opted to speak to him.
"Well, that depends on what you have to say." Sighed Shin, as he slipped into the empty elevator and mashed the button to descend to the lobby floor.
"It's Sano. He's apparently taken it upon himself to deal with the entire incident and is out for some serious justice, my friend."
"Hmph, is this the information I am to thank you about, or is there something in this that's actually worth my time? It's not like he…"
"He suspects you." Interrupted Kagurazaka, saying nothing more as though he anticipated the silence this would bestow Shin with, seemingly enjoying it.
"Let me guess. He figured you out first and you called me out like the bastard you are, right?" It wasn't in his voice but Shin was shaking now. At no point had he ever though Sano would suspect him, pinning too much hope on a brotherly trust.
"Actually, you'll be happy to hear I didn't. You see, little Sano's been doing some investigating of his own, it seems. Don't exactly know how he's gotten as far as he has, but he's on a man hunt." Pausing, he took a moment to yawn, having chosen to wake up and tell Shin what he felt necessary while it was fresh on his mind. "Looks like he still has his doubts about you though, love can be so insipid. Whoever is keeping you here in town, that's the cat Sano's prowling now."
"But…" His mind was thinking too quickly and he'd almost let more out than he wished too. "Whatever, I'll deal with Sano if I have to. I know how to avoid him. He is, after all, my brother. So just stay out of this will you?" His tone lowered, having gotten off the elevator and he was currently trekking across the lobby towards the entrance.
"Have it your way, punk. He wasn't delicate when he caught up with me, the guy is seriously pissed. Perhaps you and your boss should think about ending your little masquerade party." Kagurazaka chose to end this thought with a very hearty laugh.
The laugh, however, was one that would go unfinished in Shin's ears. Pressing the button to end the call, he shoved the phone back into his jacket pocket and uttered a few obscenities into the wind. There were so many things he felt needed to do, all at once. Yet he had no clear path of thought and all the ideas were like a multi-lane highway suddenly narrowing into a single lane, forcing a massive pile up within his mind. Walking a few feet to the nearby curb, he quickly dropped down to a seat. Before he could allow all of his ideas to clear way and allow a single thought to trickle through, his phone rang once more. Infuriated by Kagurazaka, he was almost certain it was him calling back, so he answered without giving the screen a single glance.
"What the hell do you...!?" Quickly, his eyes widened at the voice that his phone whispered into his ear.
"Up early, brother. Got some big plans for the day?" Sano was keeping his voice calm, yet with a certain condescending edge. He held an aura of knowledge that leaked even through the phone.
"Sano…" Every thought he had a moment ago would have to be left alone for now, the congested pile up of evasive plans meant nothing when the one he had so cleverly avoided so far, had broken through the defenses. No more words found their merry way down the conveyor belt to be verbalized. His mouth hung open, gaping.
"Father is worried about you. Why haven't you returned to Hokkaido?"
Was that all he had called for? Shin stared hard at the ground, trying to mull through a few more thoughts. Considering he never thought he'd get figured out, the prospect of checking in with their parents hadn't crossed his mind. His free hand clenched at the fabric of his pants, a surge of anger at self-laid bear trap he caught himself in.
"That old man is too forgetful these days…" he finally began, cautiously. "I've been back for a few days now, just rarely at home. Busy preparing for the High Jump on Sunday! Gotta show up my big brother, you know?" Pretending to be oblivious gave him a heavy gut shot of guilt, but it was absolutely vital that he be as convincing as possible.
"You should have thought longer about that one, Shin." Sano's voice was ushered by a heavy sigh, a sigh of somewhat defeat. "Father is your instructor, why wouldn't you be involving him in your practice?" There wasn't time left for Shin to respond, Sano kept rolling. "Is it hard to practice High Jump with that cape billowing about behind you?"
"S-Sano…" he breathed, feeling a cold sweat come over himself at his brothers words. "I think there's some sort of misunderstanding…"
"There very much is, Shin."
"I…" It was hard to find words to add on to that. Sano had said that simply, not truly admitting to any misunderstanding in particular. This made Shin very nervous, it made him think too much. The past ten minutes had been the most bizarrely difficult of his entire life and it didn't seem it was going to get any better. "Is there anything I can do to help you figure out what's up, Sano?"
"Call Hara for me, that would help. Let him know I know." That same sigh from moments ago slipped in behind his words. All this conversation did for Sano was prove to him his trust in his little brother had been betrayed. It didn't seem like this to Shin, but the call was more painful for Sano. But at the least, it was over with an abrupt click.
Shin said nothing into the silence of his phone. Sano having hung up, leaving him with no means to respond left him even more speechless than before. Kagurazaka was right. Sano was after the source, but he wasn't going to let Shin get away with a slapped hand and a time out in the corner. The guilt that already coursed though him was enough to bring a delicate glaze of tears over his eyes. There wasn't anymore reason to think about what needed to be done, the only open option was to call Hara. To do just as Sano had said. This morning definitely wasn't the same as the rest. This morning suddenly felt to Shin like the last day of the rest of his life.
A huge grin was painted across Hara's face as he smiled at, what he thought, was the love of his life. However, the look of affection was not returned by the very sour face of Dr. Hokuto Umeda, who looked as though might just devour Hara's soul any second now. Instead of souls though, Umeda settled for a simple sip at the cup of coffee he'd been nursing most of the morning.
"Aw, don't be so cruel, Hokuto!" Hara finally whined, tugging at the collar of Umeda's lab coat before tugging himself forward and resting his cheek against the doctor's chest, nuzzling into him.
"There's nothing cruel about it, you clingy asshole! I have work today. Guess what that means?" Umeda growled in retort, flicking Hara off of him like an unwanted fly.
"Movie!?" roared Hara, his expression full of hope.
"Yes, that. Only the very opposite of it."
"Yay…wait! Hold on…" he had to stop and think about what Umeda had said for a second, falling somewhere between understanding and not understanding. Sometimes it took a drastic dive into not understanding at all, but attempted to leap to the top of the mountain and understand. That never lasted long as he would soon find his mind down there once more, falling on its proverbial ass.
"Means "No." incase you got separated from the rest of the pack."
"I swear, some days I just out right hate you, Hokuto!" Glaring at him in retort, for at least a second, he suddenly sprang back into his smiley self. "But it goes away! You really do need to learn how to be more fun and over all optimistic, you jerk."
"Oh, I'm optimistic. I know one day you'll die and I'll be happy." Clearing his throat, he straightened a stack of papers by holding them up and hitting the bottom of the stack atop the desk. "I have knack for finding the cloud to every silver lining."
"I thought the expression was "Every Cloud has its silver lining."…" Once more, he was in Hara-land.
"That's…just what…" Umeda gave up, going with the tried and true tactic of absolute silence.
The silence wouldn't go with its ignorance ridden yammer from Hara, as usual. Instead, the sounds of Hara's ring tone filled the gap for them. Quickly yanking his phone from his pants pocket, he studied the display to see the incoming call. Slowly, his brow quirked, thumb slithering over answer button before darting quickly to a side button and mashing it, giving Shin a busy signal.
"And that was?" yawned Umeda, deciding he was bored with being quiet. Even if he didn't care who it was, it was a foot in the door to say something.
"Just work! I'll have to eventually go and leave my beloved all to himself!" Hara both whined and lied.
"Fucking woe is me." muttered Umeda, looking completely indifferent to the situation and totally unaware that Hara had just crafted a wall of lie in his face.
It was at about that moment that the door flew open and Nakatsu made his entrance. Not a very elegant one, but an entrance. The door flew open and the high-pitch, carefree voice of Nakatsu tried to fly in but simply tripped over the small metal rise of the bottom portion of the doorway, thus contorting his voice into a yelp of surprise. Unlike most times in which he nearly face-planted, he caught himself before falling. He wasn't the only one that looked surprised at this and he soon found himself bowing to both Umeda and Hara's clapping.
"I amaze myself sometimes!" He admitted, finally over the momentary embarrassment.
"Some body's gotta be amazed, might as well be you." shrugged Umeda, finishing off his cup of coffee in the process.
"Grr…" Umeda and Nakatsu always had a very 'hate-hate' relationship, but Nakatsu's duty kept him caving in to what felt to him as 'necessary hostility'. "Super Nakatsu R.E. is unabashed by your attempts to de-spirit him today, Evil Lord Hokuto Umeda! We shall fight another day!"
"Then what brings you here? Out to annoy me like this fish-eyed toddler over here?" With thumb extended to the side, he motioned over towards the face of Hara, which looked exactly has Umeda had said.
"Your description skills sometimes amaze me…" Nakatsu admitted. "Actually, it's this fish-eyed toddler I've come for!"
"Hara has a use? Suppose the Devil has a pea coat and gloves for days like this…" Umeda nodded, then seemed to carry the conversation on within his head, nodded and moving his lips wordlessly for a moment before finishing. "A scarf too, maybe. Anyway, take him off my hands, carrot-top. I've things to do…"
"Hara is un-amused, Hokuto. Severely un-amused!" Huffing, he turned to Nakatsu and flashed a smile. "What might ya need, sir?"
"Himejima wants you to come check out some set issues or something. He found some curtain materials and values your opinion…kind of in a God-like way. It's creepy…" Nakatsu shuddered, a shudder that Umeda shared with him.
"Well lead the way!"
Hara sprang from his chair and shadowed behind Nakatsu. Through the hallways they walked, fairly quietly until they happened upon a little room that was on and end of the school rarely used for much of anything. Hara's brow found itself in a full quirk as he studied the room from the small window on the door. The lights where on and sure enough there was some fabric, just it appeared rather dusty. Nakatsu interrupted his viewing by fling the door open, forcing Hara to jump back quickly.
"After you!" Beamed Nakatsu, ushering Hara in, hand pressed against his back. Once Hara had begun to step in, Nakatsu gave him a hefty shove, reached for the side of the wall and flipped the lights off, slammed the door behind Hara and quickly locked the door with a key he pulled from his pocket. "Phew!" he sighed in total relief. "He's all yours Sano!"
Hara's eyes tried to adjust quickly to the light, his mind tried to adjust to the surprise, and his body tried not to shake from nervousness. It was a trap that part of him tried not to understand, but quickly was put to rest when he heard Nakatsu mention Sano. It was so devilishly clever, so quick, that he hadn't even stopped to think that this was a possibility. Tenderly he gritted his teeth, wishing he'd have answered Shin's phone call, then he probably wouldn't be in this predicament. Before his mind could wander any further into thought he finally heard a reminder he wasn't alone.
"A little easier to seclude you that I had expected…"
"You've had Mizuki and everyone worried sick, where the heck have ya been?" He used the same friendly, oblivious tone that Shin did with Sano over the phone.
"Don't say Mizuki's name, like you've the right to. I'm so sick and tired of it now that I know. Just so sick and tired of you guys taking advantage of our trust…" There was a notable growl to Sano's voice, a violent edge that didn't go un-noticed.
"Advantage? Sano you're…" as he spoke, he groped blindly at the wall behind him for the light switch. In his mind was the last image he saw before Nakatsu flipped them off, and that was the image of where the switch was. As he flipped the light on he turned his gaze back in front of him, only to see Sano inches away and charging, shoving Hara heavily against the door. "Sano!?"
"What hotel are you hosting Shin's stay at? What the hell kind of game are the two of you playing at?" Sano was shouting, angered, something that wasn't a normal thing for him. But this moment was different, he was outraged by this whole endeavor, but most of all he was hurt he even had to hunt down his friend and brother over something so damned silly. Tighter he clenched at the fabric of Hara's collar, lifting the surprised man off his feet a little.
"Whoa, whoa!" yelped Hara, looking from Sano's hands at his collar, to the fury that burned in his eyes. "Sano, the whole school has been worried about you. You've been gone nearly two days now with no word, you look absolutely worn out and frankly I'm thinking the injury and all that Phantom issue just stacked stress on you…" Hara's eyes pleaded a tender bit, oozing genuine concern for Sano.
"I…you…" Sano was flustering himself further. How utterly shocked and frightened Hara looked made him feel several shades of upset with himself, but most of all, what Hara was saying made sense. He hadn't slept well in a few days, the injury had caused him to bottle depression over not getting to compete. He still looked ragged from being in the car accident while chasing Kagurazaka and most of all his back absolutely ached at that moment. "You…you're right, Hara."
Slowly, he let Hara out of his grasp, taking a step back and reaching up to his face. Slowly, he rubbed at his eyes before shaking his head and letting loose a massive sigh. Finally blinking to regain his focus, he eyed Hara once more to see if he still looked concerned, or if he looked victorious. Yet still the watery puppy dog eyes met with his and left him cursing under his breath.
"I'm really sorry, Hara. I just need to get back to the dorm and sleep…"
"Pff! Not looking like that. I'll take you to Umeda so he can look at your back get you cleaned up." Slowly, his eyes wandered to Sano's hand, which was rubbing just above his kneecap. "Looks like you hurt your leg somehow too, ya?" Walking to his side, he grabbed one of Sano's arms and slung it across his own shoulders to help brace him up. "Let's get out of here and get you taken care of, buddy!"
As they neared the door together, Sano knocked and gave Nakatsu the clear to open the doorway. Once they walked out, Nakatsu understood and quickly ran to Sano's other side, helping brace him entirely. The walk there was a shameful one for Sano. Never in all his days had he felt so childish, so endlessly foolish. However Hara wore a different expression now that he wasn't under the gaze of Sano's watchful eye. He needed to get in touch with Shin and figure out just what they were to do. One thing was obvious; they were going to have to bring this all to a close very soon. Things were getting out of hand and people were getting far too serious for this game to go on any longer. Once to Umeda's office, Sano got checked out and thoroughly cursed out by the good doctor for disappearing, let alone dashing out in front of a moving car like that. Nakatsu was fairly quiet through all the dressing of Sano's wounds. Occasionally he would glance between Hara and Sano; he remained unconvinced in his extreme uncertainty as to what just happened.
When Sano had approached him with his idea on how to seclude Hara, he had been given every bit of evidence to suspect Hara as the mastermind behind The Phantom Conspiracy, but seemingly now Sano had given up on the idea. A look of defeat, anguish, and exhaustion now painted his face in their vivid colors. Their first time without Umeda and Hara around was when Nakatsu was instructed to escort Sano back to the dorm and explain everything to Mizuki so Sano could begin resting. This wasn't an opportunity either one seemed to pass up.
"So, is that the end of it, Sano?" started Nakatsu, caving in to his eager curiosity.
"No, Nakatsu, it isn't." sighed Sano, trying not to smirk with delight. He was pleased he was a better actor than he'd thought, casting a glance at Nakatsu. "You actually believe everything I said?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, the way you explained it to me. There are just no other options!" Clearing his throat, he shyly looked to Sano, kind of fearing saying what he had to say next. "I actually kind of told Kayashima about your hunch. You know, about Shin being The Phantom. But don't worry! We kept it between us. Hara, Umeda, and Himejima are all in the dark. Its like Kayashima and I are separate entities from the Anti-Phantom Society, you know?" Nodding, he tried to add what he could to make sure Sano wasn't mad at him.
"Least I have some other's that are on my side." There was no hesitation in his response; he could tell this took a load off of Nakatsu by the grateful expression he was receiving.
"To know if he's The Phantom or not, is all we have to do is get Shin to meet us anywhere. Kayashima will hide, but still be able to see us and be in range of his…well, that creepy aura power he has. He's memorized The Phantom's aura, so there's no way he can hide from us. You know, if he really is the guy we've been looking for." Smiling, he thrust his arms behind his head, elbows stuck out to each side.
"I'll give him a call later; pretend to apologize for the phone call I gave him earlier. I'm going to invite him to the play."
"Do what!?" Nakatsu never claimed to be good at hiding his thoughts or emotions, and this was no exception.
"He claims to still be in Hokkaido. If I ask him to meet us somewhere to hang out, that means I still believe he's in town. If I still believe he's in town, then he still thinks I've pinned him as The Phantom." The sentence found its end with a huge yawn, before the next thought began. "So, I invite him and my family for front row seats. There's no way he can hide. Not from any one of us."
"Sano…" Nakatsu was impressed by the way Sano thought, yet at the same time realized that him bowing down to Hara as he had, was simply to further this plan he had cooked up. "It sounds painful."
"What does…?" Sano's voice held a very perplexed tone.
"To have to think like that, lacking trust in a friend of ours but to ice over the cake, having to lack trust in your own brother. I really that Shin…"
The two walked back in silence after that. Sano felt understood more than he understood himself right now, and it was by Nakatsu no less. Least he knew he wasn't going crazy, that his way of thinking had perfect justification to it. The whole point behind him being escorted back to his room was so he didn't have to bother with explaining to Mizuki where he'd been or why he had a nifty limp in his left leg. The two of them learned quickly, however, that Mizuki wasn't going to settle with anyone else's words other than Sano's. After Nakatsu's attempts fell on a very deaf pair of ears, sulking ears at that, he surrendered and made his way back to his dorm to ready for class. Mizuki wasn't about to leave for class until Sano explained things for himself and Sano just simply didn't have to go to class. All of his classes had Umeda's seal of approval to miss.
Once he'd taken a shower and finally made his mouth feel less fuzzy with a good brushing, he got comfortable in bed and agreed to explain every detail of the situation to Mizuki. From the phone call with his father, the meeting of Kana's sister Tomoyo, the flyers at Saint Blossom's, chasing down Kagurazaka, and Hibari allowing him to rest at the school till he regained. Every detail was a hard deal to follow for Sano, as he was tired and certain flashes of things simply didn't make sense to him at that moment. With everything he could think to say out on the table, Mizuki chose to ask questions nearly instantly afterwards.
"But why Sano, why couldn't you just tell me where you were going, what you were doing?" her voice was slightly pouty, but she tried to put on a brave front.
"After hearing the story, I should hope it makes sense why. I couldn't bear to let you get caught up in everything I had to do to arrive at the conclusions I did." Sighing, he reached out and placed his hand softly atop her head, fingertips petting at the hair which they fell upon. "I was just trying to protect you."
"Rather selfish way to go about it, if you ask me!" she couldn't help but smile, despite her frustration. "You know I really missed you, right?" Slipping up further into his bed, she cuddled up beside him and rested her head on his chest, closing her eyes.
"I missed you too, Mizuki." Softly, he petted at her again, letting his fingers graze at her baby soft cheek. "You don't think I'm insane for suspecting Shin of being The Phantom?"
"How could I?" she mumbled in retort. "I had meant to talk to you about that nearly a week ago. I somehow drew the line, but I couldn't bring myself to tell you. You already had so much stress on you as it was…and well…" She sighed again, tilting her head to look up at him. "I just wanted to protect you, too." A big smile slid across her face.
Craning his neck a bit painfully, he still managed to place a delicate kiss atop her forehead. If she was going to use his wording right back at him, he couldn't play the hypocrite and argue that out. They laid there in silence for a good while before Mizuki broke the quiet with a little question that had been bugging her.
"I still don't understand where Hara falls in as the mastermind behind it all."
"It's easy, once you think about it. Do you remember when The Phantom made his first appearance?"
"Mm…" Mizuki thought for a moment, tracing her fingers over the skin between her nose and a top lip, all the way down the sides of her mouth to her chin, as though stroking a goatee that she didn't have, nor ever would. "Ah! The photo shoot that Hara arranged! Er, but wait. I thought that was the Shin tie in?"
"It's the tie in to both. Hara arranged the photo shoot, his helper staff was the students from the Photography club at the school Shin goes to in Hokkaido. Hara's just been paying for Shin to stay here ever since then. Before you ask me their goal, don't." Faintly, he chuckled at that last thought of his. "I'm still trying to work on what their motive is…"
"If you ask me, it sounds like everyone has their own motive. I mean, Kagurazaka pretty much said so. I'm almost willing to bet the only one that doesn't have a mean or sinister plot behind theirs is either Hara or Shin…" Her nose wrinkled at the next thought. "But that Kagurazaka! He makes me so mad. Just what was thinking getting you to chase him with your injury?! Then you got hit by that car and…" she couldn't continue the stressful thought, simply allowing a sigh to suffice as its completion.
"Shh, it's alright now Mizuki." Smiling softly, he reached down and pulled the covers up to Mizuki's shoulders, roughly the middle of his chest. "Let's just rest, I haven't had the easiest time sleeping lately."
"I think I'll stay riiiiight here…" sighing in a manner most content, she couldn't help but let her worry drain away. Days of being on needles edge worrying about Sano had left her just as exhausted. She dared not mention the she hadn't slept decently either. Though, she could admit that she didn't get hit by any stupid cars.
Despite being tired, Sano couldn't help but stare at the top ceiling that Mizuki's top bunk created for him. His mind flashed through the vivid imagery of his past two days. However, sleep stole him from any reflections or planning he could do. Fatigue has a way of stealing time away from us all without an ounce of effort on its part.
Hara sighed into the phone, a very short one that was replaced with him blowing smoke out of his mouth after taking a deep inhale of his cigarette. Shin hadn't said anything as he waited to hear any sort of command or idea from Hara; he had been having a difficult time masking his anger. Neither of them had thought what to do if they were figured out. Flicking the cigarette some eight feet away, the butt smoldered in a small clump of snow before sitting lifelessly.
"We'll just have to keep up the theatrics for a few more days. I have a certain costume I've been dying to use!"
"We may not have to worry about such things if Sano has really given up. I mean, we can just stop all of this now and I'll go back to Hokkaido and it will all be over!" His words came out without a break for breathing, in a singular gasp he couldn't slow down.
"Don't fret so easy, dear Shin. Papa Hara will find a way to get us out of this without them suspecting to two of us any further! You should probably just stop trying to pry Mizuki from him. It's that kind of crap that's gotten us figured out as much as we have, I'm sure!" Hara was putting the blame, but he said it so melodically that most people wouldn't have noticed what he just did. Shin wasn't 'most people'.
"Hold it…you're blaming me for us getting figured out? You've got some nerve, jackass! I should just march up to Sano and admit everything to him, see what they do with you…" Shin growled in retort.
"Sure, tell them everything and see what they do to US, you mean."
"I…" sighing in absolute defeat, he tried to hide his hatred of the situation any further. He'd just have to leave it in Hara's hands to figure them a way out of this. "Just do what you have to and call me when you get whatever the hell that is figured out."
The phone went dead as Shin hung up, soon finding its way back into his pocket. Hara disapproved most of all, of what Shin had used the costume for since the first incident. The obsession Shin had with parading in the costume and attempting to charm Mizuki off her feet was one filed under 'Sick and Twisted' in Hara's mental file cabinet. Whether it be regarding that situation or simply thinking of Sano and Mizuki, he found himself muttering one little sentence to himself as he stood up and began walking back towards the building, to return to Dr. Umeda.
"For there never was a tale of more woe, than of Juliet and her Romeo…"
Know it's been a while! But, here's hoping this chapter of the fanfiction was everything it was anticipated to be! Feel free to Read and Review and let me know my areas of weakness and strength. This is a work of fiction. No characters from Hana Kimi are mine. No rights to The Phantom of the Opera are mine. But the idea to mingle both into an art of fanfiction IS mine, mwah-haha. Thank you for your time! Hope you enjoyed!