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Chapter 8: Hate
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Take care of you
And I'll take care of me
We're just lonely hearts
Looking for better days
~Take Care by A Change Of Pace
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It was late in the afternoon on a partly cloudy day and Sasuke Uchiha was inside lying on his bed. He wasn't out training or doing anything else remotely productive; he was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. The Uchiha was staring at the center, to be specific; though he had no way of actually knowing if it was the exact center without getting up to measure it, and that went against the point of lying and doing nothing. Perhaps he'd been lying here too long; perhaps the teen was finally losing it.
He turned to look at the clock beside his bed before returning to stare at the dreary ceiling. In three minutes, he was going to have sat here for an hour. In three minutes he was going to have spent full hour of staring at that one spot on the vast blank ceiling. What's more, he didn't know why he was doing this. Uchiha didn't waste time, which meant Sasuke didn't waste time. But he was. Even more shocking was that he didn't care. The teen was fairly content with lying here for however long it took. Though he wouldn't admit, especially to himself, there was no way he'd be able to do anything else until Naruto got here.
Itachi had been silent since Sasuke's arrival, much to the adolescent's surprise. The younger sibling had figured now that he had seen the blonde, though in reality he hadn't, his brother would confirm that his teammate was going to be their new tenant. But he hadn't.
What Itachi had done was nod when Sasuke walked in, and the carried on with his business. The other man hadn't even stopped to do so; he just continued on his way to a spare bedroom at the end of the hall. To be fair, Sasuke had been equally quiet, and had not even returned the nod. But what was he suppose to do? Ask? Uchiha didn't do that either. Besides, that would mean he'd been admitting he wasn't sure what was going on, and he'd rather go mad wondering than swallow his pride anymore than he already had.
Two minutes to an hour. With a scowl the raven haired shinobi threw a kunai at the spot he'd been staring at. The metal made a "clunk" sound as it imbedded itself into the plaster. Sasuke hadn't thrown it very hard, however, and the weapon shook slightly, threatening to fall on the teen. The boy didn't even flinch.
Perhaps it had been foolish to think Naruto would have showed up immediately. Sasuke had half expected the blonde to arrive just moments after he had. The teen had even gone to his room to pretend that he had been there all along, seeing as he didn't want his teammate knowing he'd gone to visit him but then backed out. The Uchiha didn't know how the other boy would react to that. Would he be angry with him? Glad that he didn't bother him?
The sharingan wielder shook his head. What did it matter? What was done was done; he ran away like a scared rabbit and he could only hope that no one but the ANBU that had been there would know of his cowardice. Despite himself, he turned to look at the clock again. One minute to an hour. Sasuke growled at the clock. It was mocking him! The whole world was just toying with him! Before he could hit the clock while in this crazed way of thinking, he heard a knock.
Instinctively, he jumped from the bed to answer his door, but he realized no one had knocked on his door. From the hall the teen heard voices, followed by footsteps. Moving closer to the exit he could distinctly make out his brothers and another, slightly vague, but familiar voice. However, it wasn't until he was at his door that he could make out what they were saying.
"Tsunade-sama asked that I express her thanks for watching Uzumaki-sama."
"It is not a problem. My otouto was very…perturbed by his teammate's condition."
"I could see that from his visit earlier, though it was a shame he didn't get to see him."
Sasuke swore quietly. Now it was all too clear where he'd heard the other man's voice before. He was the ANBU who'd muttered under his breath at the hospital. And there went the teen's plan to never admit he hadn't seen Naruto. Unsurprisingly, Itachi didn't miss a beat.
"Yes, that is a shame."
"I'd best be going."
"Of course." Without another word, Sasuke heard the front door open than close again signaling the ANBU's exit. Still standing at his door, the teen waited.
Now that Itachi knew, he had to avoid him at all costs. Eventually, he'd need to confront his brother, but that didn't mean he had to do it now. The later Sasuke had to, the better. Besides, Naruto was top priority, and this time he wouldn't back out. But this meant he had to make it to the blonde's room without running into the ex-nukenin.
Luckily, the older Uchiha was predictable. Sure enough, as Sasuke neared the kitchen he could hear the sound of his aniki moving about. Just before the entrance, the teen paused briefly; hesitating for only a second or so, mostly out of habit, partly out of fear of being caught. But it seemed a moment was all it took to get caught.
"Not procrastinating are you?" Sasuke grit his teeth in annoyance, and, since he'd been spotted anyway, walked into the doorway to openly glare at his brother.
"No."
"Good." With that dismissal, Itachi turned from the young man. Though this signaled that the conversation was over, Sasuke didn't make any move to leave.
"That's it? No scolding? No 'I'm disappointed in you'?"
"You're old enough to make your own decisions." Sasuke stopped glaring and just stared at his brother at that response.
Perhaps it was only because Itachi had been so caring and questioning lately, but this was defiantly not the expected reaction. After all, his brother had made him a bento box yesterday morning, yet here he was today, practically stating "you're a big boy now". Was his brother bipolar? The teen shook his head before he continued to walk towards the spare room. There was no point trying to decipher his brother. He'd been attempting to do so since their return to Konoha, and so far he'd only realized that Itachi was even more confusing than he thought.
Finally, Sasuke reached his destination. Before he could let himself hesitate again, he reached for the handle and opened the door.
"When did you guys get a cat?" Sasuke stopped, half inside the room, half out, and blinked in response.
Despite only arriving moments ago, the blonde seemed to be right at home. The room itself looked nicer than Sasuke had remembered it had been before. It'd recently been dusted, cleaned, and the bed was made with new sheets. Naruto had thrown his jacket on the floor, but otherwise there was not a single spot throughout. Said teen now lay on his back on his bed, holding a small orange kitten high above his head. At the sight of the orange cat, the raven couldn't help but feel a bit relieved. The Uchiha hadn't seen the young cat since that morning when it ran outside, and felt a little less guilty now that it was back safely. Then Sasuke smirked when he saw how the hyper shinobi was holding it; reminded of how the animal had scratched him when he did so, and began to count down the seconds until Naruto met a similar fate. But the smirk turned into a glower when he realized the cat was purring and licking the other boy's fingers.
"Oi? Teme?" Hearing his accustomed nickname, the teen exited his thoughts.
"Yesterday."
"Really? I think it likes me! Ow. But its tongue is like sandpaper!¹ What's its name?"
"Nato." The blonde scrunched his face unpleasantly.
"Why'd you name him that? I hate that fermented soybean stuff!²"
"I don't." Sasuke lied. In truth, he didn't really care for it either. But he'd never admit he named the kitten that because the pet reminded him of Naruto.
"Since when!"
"Hn."
Naruto rolled his eyes while lowering the orange bundle of fur onto the bed. The kitten meowed, then proceeded to climb over the boy, jump off the bed, and began to play with the blonde's orange jacket. The jacket's owner laughed, and it was Sasuke's turn to roll his eyes.
"I almost stepped on the little guy! He got all wrapped up in my jacket and I didn't notice til I heard a meow."
"He keeps getting caught in clothing." As if on cue, a sharp "meow!" came from under the nearby orange jacket, the kitten's signal for help. Naruto began to laugh again and even Sasuke smiled a bit at the dense little kitten.
"Aw! Look at that smile! Teme has a soft spot for the little guy!" The onyx eyed boy glared.
"It hates me." For a third time Naruto laughed as he sifted his body and reached to free the trapped kitten.
"No duh it hates you! Who'd like living with a stiff teme like you?"
"You are." The blonde turned to leer³ at the Uchiha as he lifted the jacket off the cat.
"Not by choice."
Sasuke stiffened at the sudden hostility. After being greeted as if nothing was wrong, the raven haired boy had relaxed and even momentarily forgotten that things weren't normal between the two friends. They'd been having such a carefree conversation; Sasuke was caught off guard by the blonde's anger.
The room fell quiet after that. Naruto's eyes became fixed on the cat, while Sasuke's bore into Naruto. Finally, it was the cat that broke the silence. It'd once again gotten tangled inside the jacket and begun meowing, though this time more urgently. The blonde shinobi reached to free it again, though this time without as much humor.
"You're angry." The raven stated bluntly, unable to find any other words to say.
"Really? I thought I was pretty darn ecstatic to be stuck in a house with a no-good snitch."
"It was either that or break down your door."
"Yes, because those were your only two options. But, as I recall, you could have just minded your own business!"
"I'm not about to let you hurt yourself dobe!" Sasuke retorted with a sharp hiss, before calming to an emotionless expression.
"Why? Wanna do that yourself? Cuz if you are, you're doing a pretty good job of it so far!"
"I didn't tell Tsunade because I was trying to hurt you."
"I'm not talking about that!" Sasuke opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. Naruto saw his teammate gaping at him and growled.
"Stop being an f-ing hypocrite teme. You threw yourself down the self-destructive path of revenge, and I chose to cut myself. Everyone knew it wouldn't make you feel any better, but we were willing to help you anyway. Why can't all of you just let me be!" Sasuke sighed.
"Because I don't want you making the same mistakes I did. None of us want to see you hurt yourself. You wouldn't stop annoying me when I left Konoha, and I won't stop trying to get you to stop now."
The two became silent; their onyx and cerulean eyes both locked on one another's. Eventually, it was Naruto who averted his eyes.
"Oh shut up with that mushy gushy junk. People should be allowed to make their own decisions and their own mistakes. Everyone has their own vices. Tsunade drinks, Shikamaru has taken up smoking, and I'm cutting. Of course it hurts us, but I'm the only getting punished because of it! What makes me so different?"
Finally, Sasuke snapped. In a blink of an eye, the raven haired teen had crossed the room and grabbed the blonde by the collar of his shirt.
"The difference is it only takes one cut to die! What are you thinking Naruto! Why are you doing this? What about your dream of being Hokage, what about your friends? What the heck happened to the dobe I know!"
Just as quickly as Sasuke had reacted, Naruto had the Uchiha's hands off of him and the teen pinned against the ground with his feet on each of his shoulders.
"I never was the 'dobe' you 'knew'." Before the raven haired boy could escape the blonde's hold, the fox-like boy released him with a kick that sent the dark haired boy crashing against the far wall. "Get out."
Glaring, Sasuke struggled to his feet, but remained where he was in defiance. For a split second, he saw a flash of pain cross the blonde's face, but it went back to its original emotion just as quickly.
"Now!"
Again, the new jonin was caught off guard, this time by a strong wave of killer intent Naruto released with the word. The intensity made the teen's blood run cold. He hadn't felt this kind of hatred and power since he'd fought a one-tailed Naruto back at the valley of the end. Now, however, he didn't seem to be under Kyuubi's influence at all, which left Sasuke wondering where on earth did this power come from? What made it worse were his teammate's eyes. The cold orbs of ocean blue held nothing but pure hatred. The teen knew this look well, having seen it in many of his enemies' eyes, and was even a bit used to it. But to see it in the blonde's eyes shocked him. He'd knew Naruto would be angry, he knew he'd hate him a little bit, but now he saw that right now he wasn't the dobe's friend, anymore. He really was his enemy.
Despite his earlier resolution to stay no matter what, Sasuke swallowed his pride and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Once outside, the teen felt his shoulder slump in exhaustion. Talking to his friend had been extremely tiring and far more disappointing than he could have possibly imagined. The things his teammate said…Naruto didn't talk that way. He'd thought the blonde would be mad that the Uchiha had told Tsunade about him, but now he could see the genin's anger had deeper roots. The two of them had always had a "rivalry" type relationship, but they'd always fought just for the sake of fighting, or so he thought. Now, the dark haired brunette was beginning to question if that was all just an act. Maybe the true act had been the blonde saying he'd thought of him as a friend. But that was even more ridiculous, Naruto couldn't lie that well.
Still deep in thought, the raven heard scratching. Turning he saw that Nato had followed him out and was now scratching Naruto's door. Maybe it would have been better if they'd just kept talking about superficial stuff like the cat. Sighing, the boy bent down to pick up the cat only to have it hiss at him before darting down the hall.
Yup, the cat hated him.
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The blonde waited a full minute after he heard footsteps retreating down the hall before he let his anger get a hold of him. But as soon as he was sure the Uchiha was out of hearing distance, he began to swear violently and dug his fingers into his arms. With the small part of his mind that was not blinded by anger, Naruto knew he couldn't make a lot of noise, lest he attracts unwanted attention, but he also knew he had to let off some anger somehow. Normally, the genin would cut or train to the point that he caused himself harm, but both of those were no longer an option. They probably would never be again.
He shook his head heatedly at that thought as he racked his brain for some other idea. Running came to mind, as well as any other form of training, but those bright ideas were shot down by the fact he was sure they wouldn't let him outside. The blonde became aware that he was close to breaking his skin with his nails, and stopped while swearing. He quit hurting himself! He needed to blow off steam, quick. Instantly the numerous throw pillows on his bed caught his eyes. In a second a small square shaped pillow was flung across the room hitting the far wall with a loud "smack!". The teen winced at the sound, not expecting it from the soft object, but didn't stop. Even though Naruto was now restraining himself, by the time he ran out of throw pillows two of the pillows had ripped causing white stuffing to spill from the cracks. The blonde stared, emotionless, at the larger sleeping pillow in his hand. That same small part of his brain told him he shouldn't throw it; he'd already gotten most of his anger out.
But it wasn't all about the anger. Sasuke had ruined everything. He'd taken his promotion, his drug, his freedom. Time after time, the Uchiha had denied the olive branch he'd extended to him. They were best friends, supposedly close enough to be brothers, but it'd always been one sided, no matter what the other teen said. Even when he returned, it was all about him. The blonde listened to his complaints about his brother, even though it killed him to listen to the whining when all he wished for was some kind of family. Not once had the teme asked how Naruto was doing. All of his "friends" never asked. As much as he didn't want to say it irked him, it did. He gave them so many clues that he was nothing but an act… In one last fit of rage, the spiky headed teen threw the pillow with all his might.
It would have hit the walls like all the others had it been another throw pillow, but the larger shape and mass caused it to twist as it neared the wall, sending it farther to the right so that it smashed into the mirror above the night stand. Perhaps if he'd continued to restrain how hard he threw, it wouldn't have broken, but the momentum behind the bed gear and the fact that it wasn't against the wall caused it to shatter into several large pieces.
Naruto didn't even have time to blink before his "temporary guardian" was at the door. The blonde hadn't seen Itachi since he returned with Sasuke before today. To be frank, he was anxious about being around a man who had hunted him like an animal for several years of his life. Sure he was told to kill his family and hadn't planned on actually handing the Kyuubi container to Akatsuki once caught, but that did little to hide the fact that he had killed the Uchiha clan, with a little help, and that he probably could have captured him if the man had wanted to. Even when Sasuke-teme described his brother cooking dinner in an apron, the teen couldn't get the daunting image of their first meeting when Itachi and Kisame had come on his first trip with Jiraiya out of his mind.
All that being said, seeing the ex-nukenin burst into his room with impassive stare, completely unaffected by shock or surprise, only engrained the need to stay on edge around him in his mind. To make matters worse, Sasuke appeared a second later. Seeing his face, which he was obviously attempting to keep expressionless, filled with worry and surprise only made his older brother seem that more intimidating.
Two pairs of onyx eyes swept the room, both landing on the broken mirror, then the stack of pillows, some torn, nearby, and ending on the blonde. Naruto cringed feeling their hard, though worried, stares. Out of habit, the teen brought his right hand to rub the back of his head and smiled ruefully as he would have if he was wearing his mask. This didn't seem to help though, and when he saw the younger Uchiha's eyes narrow, he gave up the act all together, allowing his smile to fall to a frown. Eventually Itachi spoke.
"Come with me."
Hesitantly, the blonde lifted himself off the bed and walked toward the Uchiha. As he did, the older of the two turned to the younger and whispered something in his ear. The shorter one glared, first at his brother, then at Naruto, before pivoting on his heel and disappearing down the hall. The blue-eyed boy gave Itachi a questioning look.
"I asked that he clean up the glass."
At that Naruto couldn't help but snicker. Sure, he'd gotten himself in trouble with this little stunt, but he also got Sasuke doing grunt work. The thought of the teme cleaning up after him was just oh, so sweet! The other Uchiha must have also seen the humor of his younger brother, who believed himself to be above the average being, acting like your average maid, because he too smirked. The blonde looked at the man, and his grin faltered. The two Uchiha already looked very similar, but their smirk was identical. If one Uchiha was unbearable, how could he survive living with two?
The teen shook this from his head as Itachi started walking down the hall. As he followed, he felt a shiver go through his body when he realized how silent the man was. There wasn't a doubt in the teen's mind that the Uchiha could sneak into his room and kill him in his sleep.
Again, Naruto shook his head, this time more violently. Itachi wouldn't kill him in his sleep, or so he'd been told, and if he was to properly lie to this man, he couldn't have these false images of him. If the blonde wanted to get away with lying, he had to learn everything he could about the ex-Akatsuki member. It was much easier to hide things from people you know, just as it's easier to catch a liar if you knew how he lied. Naruto had avoided getting caught this long with this philosophy. He learned all about his friends by carefully listening when they spoke and watching their actions, but, with his mask, had avoided them ever knowing him. The fox container considered himself a master when it came to lying, but this was going to be his biggest challenge.
Because Itachi knew his true self, or enough of it, to use his philosophy against him. The man had been warned about how Naruto hid behind his energetic mask, and that was going to be extremely limiting in the boy's lying. The blonde had succeeded for so long and so easily thanks to his false persona. Though he hated to admit it, Naruto had been slacking as of late because it had been so easy. He used to be extremely diligent about his lies. He knew lies had to be rational and more importantly, believable; each had to be inarguable, so that no one would think them to be anything but the truth. But in allowing small slips of the tongue and of his act, he'd made it so there was room to question his words, which led to investigation and ultimately his downfall. Now, he needed a whole new strategy, and fast.
Naruto had been so deep inside his mind and his planning, that he nearly ran into Itachi when the Uchiha stopped. Thankfully, the blonde's shinobi instincts allowed him to stop in time, mere inches from the dark haired brunette. Still, this was far too close of a call, and the teen swore in his mind that he'd be more careful about the little things, such as this, in the future. The ex-nukenin turned, and as he did he motioned toward the door beside him. Understanding that this meant for him to go in first, the blue-eyed boy swallowed and opened the door.
The room inside could be cozy. Though not very large in size, it had quite a bit inside. One wall contained a small window, which faced a garden area, allowing the golden streaks of the setting sun to shine through the glass panes. Right beneath, a shogi board was set, just waiting to be played. Against another wall was a large bookcase filled with both books and scrolls. To the side of the wooden structure was a pair of large, western style armchairs, separated by a small table with an antique looking book lamp. On the last wall was what looked like a fireplace, which seemed fairly useless considering how Konoha stayed fairly warm year round. In front of it was a small chabudai4, surprisingly within a square made of couches and armchairs.
This part study, part living room should have been cozy, but to Naruto it was anything but. Every object was covered in a thick layer of dust, and spiders hung between the furniture, giving this "living room" a dead feel to it. Even the golden sun streaks were mostly blocked by the grey windows filled with dust. To put it simply, the room sent shiver up the blonde's spine as soon as he opened the door.
"I hadn't the time to clean this room before you arrived, so I'd planned on allowing you to simply rest for the night." Naruto turned to look at the Uchiha, only somewhat surprised he could guess what he was thinking. The teen was, after all, standing in the door way rather than entering the room. "However, I think we ought to speak tonight. We can speak else where if you wish."
The blonde turned back to the chilling room, picturing how magnificent it must have been many years ago when it was still used.
"No, here's fine," he said as he walked into the dreary room.
Itachi nodded, unsurprised, which made Naruto frown. Was he really that predictable? The teen too shook these thoughts from his head. There was no need to act paranoid. The boy turned to look at the Uchiha, expecting him to motion towards where they were going to sit. When the man didn't, Naruto sauntered over to the shogi board before plopping down in front of it. Itachi followed the blonde's lead, though sat without making a sound.
Both stared at each other for a moment, a silent conversation occurring between them. The Uchiha was waiting for Naruto speak; Naruto was not going to. Coming to a silent agreement, Itachi moved a pawn on the board in front them5. The blonde followed suit. They were quiet for the first twenty or so moves, when finally Naruto spoke.
"So, are you supposed to be my 'physiatrist'?"
"I'll act as so, yes." It went quiet again, and a few turns went by.
"Aren't physiatrists supposed to ask their patients stuff?"
"Hn."
"…Then why aren't you?"
"You already know the questions." Again, Naruto didn't reply right away, choosing first to move one of his pieces to spring a trap, successfully capturing the Uchiha's silver general. The blonde may be nowhere near Shikamaru's level, but when he put his strategic skills he used in lying, he did fairly well.
"Why don't you use this room?" He asked, as he watched in shock as Itachi stole the blonde's gold general due to the teen's prior move.
"We don't use many of these rooms. Sasuke-kun and I tend to stick to the necessities."
Naruto snorted in reply, but concentrated on his counter-attack.
"Sorry bout the mirror, by the way. I didn't mean to break it, my aim was a bit off." The blonde reluctantly apologized after making his move.
"Perhaps throwing pillows aren't the best way to get out your anger." Itachi smirked as he acquired another of his opponent's pieces.
"What, would you rather I cut?" The teen snapped in reply, more angry at the fact he was losing than at the cheeky reply. It fell quiet again.
"Of course not. I assume my brother is to blame for your anger?"
"Sasuke's a teme." Was Naruto's reply.
"So do you usually have fits of rage after seeing him?"
"Sometimes, I dunno. I tend to train a lot after seeing…Wait! When did you start asking questions!"
"I thought you wanted me to."
"I only started talking because you weren't. You tricked me!"
"Hn." Itachi answered, though he was looking more at the board than at the blonde. Naruto followed his view, realizing that it was his turn…and he had no where to move. The teen swore.
"Problem?" Naruto just glared in return.
Not bothering to admit his obvious defeat he stood to leave. Now that the game was over, he hardly wanted to sit and chat any longer. He was perhaps a question or two away from revealing too much, maybe even much too much. The Kyuubi container had allowed himself to become distracted; too involved in the game rather than the conversation.
"Game's over. Talk's over." Itachi nodded.
"Until next time."
The blonde glowered, but turned and walked away with a nod. Next time, he'd control the situation.
¹ Learned this the hard way! I almost yelled when Animal Cracker's cat licked me and I found out it had a tough tongue! Ps. It was like 1 am XD
² Actually, after visiting Japan I learned it's spelled Natto for the bean, which kinda makes me feel stupid but wateve. : D I'll keep it spelled that way, and if they ever refer to the bean, it's because they're pronounced the same : P Funny story: My aunt ate some of this stuff cuz she saw other people eating it an got sick XD I don't understand her: she'll eat stuff that resembles goo but not sushi!
³ I will NEVER look at this word the same way again! I looked up the word with Word, and it came up with "to look or smile in a way that suggests unpleasantly lustful or malicious intent" LUSTFUL!? O.o XD I only knew malicious : P
4 That's a short Japanese table to be blunt ^^'
5 I don't actually know how to play Shogi. I wiki-ed it, and I barely have the gist. I know how to play chess though! ^^'''''
Wow that's a lot of Superscripts! XD
This chap on the shorter side, dunno WHY *groan* I've been writing 1000 words a night for the past 5 nights! It's the last chap before school O.o …That makes me sad… :'( Cuz we all know wat school means: longer breaks before chaps T-T Stuped skool, I no need me learntin!
Anyway, so I ATTEMPTED to follow The Elements of Style … And failed miserably T-T Much harder than I thought! I think like EVERY rule went AGAINST my style of writing XD It'll take practice I guess ^^
GOOD NEWS:
I gots me a BETA!!!!! ^^ It's my very own, peaceandserenity94! : ) Even though she's never read Naruto, she's agreed to beta cuz she's obsessed with editing XD Lol, lately she's been helping me with this story anyway, with any words I forget (mind blanks) and if sentences sound fawesome or corny. So, I'm really glad she agreed (actually, she volunteered XD). She'll have to start from chap 1 and I dunno how long it'll take to get through all 8. I'll put at the top if it's edited or not ^^. GRAZI AYUMI!!!! (wink wink, nudge nudge)
Okay, so here's my story q:
By now, you have to notice I'm a HUGE fan of symbolism! (Mostly because my life is full of irony and symbolism…..but I suck at writing irony *rolls eyes*)
But does everyone notice them? I'm not talking bout the obvious ones (like why it's raining in chap 4) but the little things, like the one in the dream sequence in chap 6.
Sorry, sometimes I feel like I'm doin extra work that just ends up going over everyone's heads anyway -_-'
So, prove me wrong! Name some symbolism, especially if you can get the minor one in the dream. It takes a lot of thinking, and insight ^^
By the way:
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Lol, ignore me and press the green button ^^