Chapter 16: The Festival Part 1

'What was my locker combination again? 10-5…3?' Roxas silently mused as his fingers hovered a few inches above his locker dial. Sora had already abandoned the blond at his locker a few minutes ago to head off to blitzball practice early, but Roxas didn't mind. It's not like it would matter today anyway since Roxas had planned to spend the rest of his day with Naminé. The only annoying part about Sora's absence was the fact that Roxas was stuck at his locker with no potential help at freeing his books. In sense, Roxas knew it was strange for him to even have a locker since he couldn't see, but it was something that made him feel more normal. Plus, he knew how locks worked, and it didn't take a genius to use a locker number. 'It just takes a genius to remember the locker number.' Roxas sighed. Did he really need any books for tomorrow? Most of them were already secured in his backpack anyway. 'But…did I get my book for English?' Roxas tried to remember putting the book in his bag, but, after a moment, came to the conclusion that it was still imprisoned in his locker.

Gingerly setting a hand on the dial, Roxas slowly began to turn it. '10…5…3.' The locker remained closed. 'Nope…10…5…4?' Roxas groped for the locker's handle and hesitantly lifted it. It didn't budge. Releasing a frustrated sigh, Roxas reset the dial and began again. '10…5…7?' He lifted the handle again and a faint 'click' sound alerted the blond to his success. "Finally," Roxas muttered aloud as he carefully fumbled for the familiar binding of his English book. Luckily, it didn't take long to locate the book since Roxas only had one other, thicker book, sitting on his locker shelf. Grasping the novel in his hand securely, Roxas unzipped his backpack and carefully dropped it into one of the openings before shutting the locker door.

SLAM! The abrupt sound of a fist hitting the locker beside Roxas' ricocheted off the walls and down the sunset hallway. Startled, Roxas stumbled backwards as his blind eyes instinctively darted around to find the piercing sound's initiator.

"You think you're so hot, don't you?" The voice spat at him in disgust. Roxas froze, unable to see his enemy but knowing who it was instantly.

"Riku," Roxas began calmly as he hesitantly moved his body towards the sound of the silver haired boy's voice. "Is there something you need?"

"Don't play games with me, Strife!" Riku snarled angrily as his hands closed into tight fists, "You know what I'm here about!"

Roxas shook his head, still radiating calm as he carefully fixed his gaze to the side. "I really don't." The blind boy really did not have any clue how he had infuriated the tropical eyed senior this time. It wasn't like he had played pranks on him or stole his…Then the thought dawned on him. "…Unless, you…you're not talking about Naminé, are you?"

Riku barked out malicious laugh. "You're actually smarter than I thought kid, which is good since it means that I won't have to explain too much." Roxas tensed and stepped back as he heard the sound of Riku's footsteps grow closer to him. Several bystanders paused in the hallway to watch the scene unfold, whispering amongst each other as they tried to determine the outcome of the fight.

"Let me guess," Roxas asked with a tight smile, "You don't want me and Naminé to go out today, do you?"

"Bingo," Riku answered coolly. Roxas kept his smile intact but, inwardly, he couldn't help but feel astonished at the tropical eyed senior's behavior. Was it really that big of deal that he was taking Naminé to the music festival today? It hadn't seemed like a hugely significant event in his mind, but maybe that's not how everyone else saw it.

'Not that it really matters what anyone else thinks,' Roxas' mind countered in an attempt to rationalize his decision, 'We're just hanging out a little bit…as friends.'

Roxas shook his head with indifference. "Look…Riku, I don't want to start any trouble with you, but I promised Naminé that we would go to the music festival tonight and well…to be quite honest, I don't really care what you or anyone else thinks about it. She's my friend and I care about her."

More murmurs flooded the halls and several students had to cover their mouths to hide the visible snickering as they watched Riku's face burn with embarrassment. Riku Almasy was essentially Twilight High's King (not officially, however, since Naminé hadn't accepted him as her boyfriend) and this new kid had the gall to defy him. It was unheard of! No one ever disrespected Riku since, not only was he one of the most attractive boys in school, but the silver haired senior also claimed a high ranking position in the athletic department as well. He was supposed to be invincible.

Riku narrowed his tropical green eyes at the blond, watching only for a second as Roxas began to walk away before grabbing one of his arms and slamming him against the nearest set of blue lockers. "Listen, kid," Riku hissed dangerously as his grip tightened on Roxas' arm, "I called dibs on her long before you came around and, even if I have to beat you to a bloody pulp to get my message across, I'll make sure you stay away from her."

Roxas' eyes flickered around erratically as he tried to think of some form of escape. Yet, he wasn't that intimidated by Riku's threats, surprisingly. One would assume the blond would harbor more anxiety, especially with little ability to defend himself, but Roxas couldn't lie. He really was becoming more amused than afraid. Sure, he didn't want his head to leave a permanent dent in the lockers, but…It just seemed so stupid. If Riku really thought he was all that, why would he go to all the trouble of threatening him?

"You're really that intimidated by me?" Roxas asked as his tense smile morphed into amusement, "I never would have guessed considering the fact that you're supposed to be at the top of the food chain." Riku's eyes widened at the keen accusation, momentarily relaxing his grip, as Roxas attempted to slip away.

However, a moment later, Riku shook his head fiercely and wrenched the boy back, this time holding him up by the collar of his shirt. "I am not intimidated by you kid!" Riku snarled, "You and I…we're in two completely different leagues and you'll never catch up!"

"If you're so certain of that, why bother with me at all?" Roxas shot back in tightened voice. He tried wriggling from his captor's grip, but it was a fruitless effort. Riku was too strong.

"Because…we might not be on the same level Strife, but, for whatever reason, you've caught her attention and I don't like it."

'You've caught her attention…' Despite the lack of oxygen filling his lungs, Roxas blushed at the statement. They were just supposed to be friends, right? She couldn't possibly like him like that.

Or could she? The thought entered his head almost instantly, but Roxas quickly shook it off. They were friends. He was just trying to help her. Even if he secretly wanted to date her, it wouldn't be fair for him to be a burden on her. She deserved so much more than what he could offer.

"Oh." The simple word came out strained with the lack of air, but it was a sufficient enough reply for Riku to continue.

"Yeah, so if I were you Strife, I'd do my best to keep away. Naminé's my girl and she always will be." Riku smirked, satisfied for only a moment, however, before a sudden low blow kick crippled him to the ground in pain.

Released from the tyrant's grip, Roxas quickly slung his backpack over his shoulder and scrambled helplessly down the hallway. "It breaks my heart not to be able to help you out Riku," Roxas called back to fallen senior as he nearly collided into a group of students, "but…I'm afraid I can't follow your rules because I am taking Naminé to the music festival."

Riku seethed, but, fortunately, Roxas was far enough away that the silver haired boy's words were unable to reach his ears. Unfortunately, however, with Roxas' pace being as haphazardly fast as it was now, the blond continually began to bump into throngs of students and was unable to collect his thoughts in order to determine his current location.

Further down the hallway, Naminé and her entourage were gracefully sauntering to her locker. Most of the students watched her with hungry eyes, but Naminé had noticed an odd number of those whose attention was fixed elsewhere. Something that the blonde Queen did not like at all.

"What is everyone looking at?" Naminé asked petulantly as her cherry painted lips pursed unhappily.

Selphie shrugged, "I like don't know, but I'm sure if they're not looking at us, it has to be something good."

Naminé adjusted the strap of her purse so that it hung further along her shoulder blade. "It better be," she muttered. Olette and Kairi remained silent but exchanged looks between one another. If hardly anyone was paying attention to them, there had to be a reason. No one ever ignored them, or rather, no one ever ignored Naminé. She was the Queen. Naminé shook her head and looked to Selphie again. Unfortunately for Naminé, she was completely oblivious of the chaotic blond bullet heading directly her way. "If this is just another of the jocks' stupid-AHHHH!"

Naminé shrieked as another body abruptly collided into hers, sending them both tumbling helplessly to the ground. Everyone in the hallways froze and waited in a seemingly breathless silence as their Queen angrily lifted herself off the ground. Her lips were pulled into a vicious snarl, already prepared to sentence whoever had mussed her perfectly straightened hair and designer outfit to a serious tongue lashing. However, the moment Naminé's eyes found his there was instant overflow of compassion that flooded her system. He didn't know that their eyes met. He was simply looking up into an endless black void. But…even with a lack of sight, to her the emotions were still evident in his eyes. She could tell that, while he wasn't necessarily afraid, there was still a sense of panic flashing in the depths of his cobalt eyes…something that told her he was trying to runway from something…or someone.

"Roxas?" She asked and her voice held visible concern. The observers standing off to the side nearly gasped at her display of kindness, but refrained. It wasn't like she was nice to anyone but him, but…still Naminé hadn't even been this nice to her ex-boyfriends. "Is something wrong?" She gently placed a hand his wrist and his cheeks burned as he allowed himself to be helped off the ground.

It was strange, but…Even Roxas felt slightly speechless at her outward display of kindness. It wasn't that he didn't believe it still existed, but it just seemed so odd that it had manifested itself to him at this moment, especially in front of their peers. Licking his suddenly chapped lips, Roxas responded with a small smile. "Nothing it's just—"

"There you are, Strife!" Riku snarled, shoving aside a couple of students as he barreled through the hallway.

Roxas smiled slightly and gestured to himself, "Here I am."

"I wouldn't act so cocky if I were you, kid," Riku spat with narrowed eyes. He didn't even notice his Queen standing right beside the blond.

Naminé's eyes flashed between the two boys before an icy malice filled them. She was all Queen now. She knew her act of kindness had stunned people, but now it was time to change things back. Flicking a strand of hair from her face, Naminé abruptly stepped in front of Roxas and spoke in a low cool voice. "Is there something you need, Riku?"

Startled, the silver haired senior fell back a step and blinked. He hadn't expected Naminé to make a grand entrance. In fact, he had hoped he wouldn't see her until his fight with Roxas was done. Still, Riku put on his best suave expression as his lips pulled into a smirk, "Don't worry about it babe, we're just chatting." Riku tried to snake an arm around her waist, but Naminé stepped back and glared daggers at him.

Roxas grimaced as the atmosphere grew thicker. He knew things were getting bad. "I'm alright Naminé," Roxas whispered, unaware that he was close enough so that his breath ticked the little hairs on the back of her neck. "You don't have to do anything."

Feeling his breath on her neck, a sudden heat flooded her cheeks. Naminé closed her eyes but didn't look back at her crush. "Actually I do. Riku has really been getting on my nerves lately." Roxas opened his mouth to speak but Riku interrupted.

"C'mon babe, I'm just trying to help you out," Riku pleaded and reached for her hand.

Naminé glowered and, pulling back her hand, slapped him. A few of the students watching gasped at the display, and Riku's once flawless face was now marred with a tiny red line from Naminé's diamond ring. "Don't you ever call me babe again!" She shrieked, "I mean seriously Riku, news flash! I'm not your girlfriend so, why don't just do us all a favor and leave me the hell alone! You're such a pathetic loser and I feel sorry for the girl who ends up dating you!"

Again, several of the students gasped while the rest remained silent. Roxas' mind had nearly turned off as he listened to the blonde girl's words. On one hand, he was happy, very, very happy that she had told Riku off, but…one the other hand…what did her display show about her character? He could still hear the reverberating sound of the slap she had given Riku in his mind, and it had begun to make him doubt if she could ever truly change. 'Of course she can change,' his mind quickly countered, 'She's just trapped right now and…besides, Riku deserved what he got. Any other girl would have done the same thing if they were in her shoes.'

Riku touched his cheek and stared at Naminé incredulously at first before his mouth twisted into a bitter smile. "So…that's it, huh? Game over. I guess I should have known you were playing me, but I hadn't thought you were serious about him," Riku spat as his green eyes flickered over to Roxas angrily. Both blondes blushed. "Don't worry about me though, princess. I'll make sure things all work out in the end."

Naminé rolled her eyes and turned around to face her friends, "Whatever, loser." Riku smirked, but didn't say anything as he walked down the hallway coolly.

"Are you okay, Naminé?" Kairi asked once Riku was further down the hall. Kairi hadn't expected Riku to be so aggressive, and it suddenly made the auburn haired girl feel bad for the blonde as she realized that Naminé, being Naminé, must have to deal with a lot of creepy guys.

Naminé shrugged as she tried to remain collected, "It's fine Kairi." She couldn't take off her mask again, even if it meant bottling her fear.

Kairi glanced sideways at Olette and Selphie but neither girl seemed to be paying any attention to the situation at hand. Kairi noticed that Olette was, for whatever reason, constantly looking over towards a swarm of students huddled towards the set of lockers on the right, and Selphie…? Kairi looked around for a minute before realizing…'She's gone.' Though, Kairi knew it didn't take a genius to figure out why the bubbly brunette had left so suddenly. 'It's Riku,' Kairi thought, 'Selphie's always had a thing for him and she's always been jealous of Naminé so…she must have gone to find him…or cool down…or both.' The only thing Kairi really feared about the matter was where Selphie's loyalty truly lay. Sure, Naminé wasn't the kindest person in the world, but Kairi knew, deep down the blonde did have a heart. It was just that…she was too afraid to show it. And plus, no one, not even Naminé, deserved to endure anything Selphie dished out. The bubbly brunette was probably even more malicious than Naminé and Kairi knew that even Selphie wouldn't hesitate to spread some ugly rumor about their Queen if she was pushed far enough. 'I just hope she hasn't been pushed that far yet…'

In the hallways, students still acted as desperate spectators as their eyes glued themselves to the blonde couple standing in the center. Briefly, Naminé's eyes flickered over to her adorers, but, for once, there was no hint of satisfaction washing over her face. Her lips were pulled down and there was still a deadly ice blatantly reflecting in her eyes. For once, Naminé was irritated at the amount of attention she was still receiving. She was annoyed. There was no privacy, no ability to quietly confide with her crush. She was center stage. The main attraction. Everyone was watching. Everyone was whispering and…Naminé couldn't handle it. Releasing, an exacerbated sigh, Naminé turned around to look at her peers with narrowed eyes.

"Like, excuse me?" Naminé said loudly. Instantly, everyone quieted and Naminé had to resist the urge to roll her eyes at their dog like obedience. "I don't know if you've realized this, but the show's over. There's nothing to see, so everyone can leave."The crowd surrounding them remained frozen, seeming unable to process the newest decree given by their Queen. Naminé's glare deepened. "Now!"

The kids littering the hallway exchanged glances but quickly dispersed outside and into different hallways, whispering amongst one another. Inwardly, Naminé sighed. 'Finally.'

Roxas hadn't been entirely aware of what had just happened, but had thankfully gotten the gist of it. 'Thank God…they're all finally gone.' True, he hadn't loved the way she had gotten them to leave, but Roxas was plenty thankful that they were gone now. He hated having all the pressure of people watching him. It made being blind more of hazard that way, and he couldn't slip up now.

"So…like now that school is over, are we going to the music festival?" Naminé asked, regaining her composure as she fluffed her platinum colored hair.

Roxas was slightly startled at the sound of her voice, but erased any outward surprise with a smile. "Yeah, it's probably gonna start in a little bit so we should we get going."

"Alright," Naminé agreed with a nod, "Whose car should we take anyway? Mine's in the parking lot but if you have one, we can take that too." Secretly, Naminé wanted to know what insanely hot car her crush drove, but didn't want to sound obsessive by outright asking.

Roxas chuckled and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I…I actually don't have a car," the blond confessed, "My family doesn't have the money for one and…we didn't exactly get around to the whole license thing either." 'Stop talking!' Roxas' mind hissed, 'She doesn't need to know you're poor!'

"Oh…Well that's okay. We can take my car then," Naminé replied attempting to mask her shock with a weak smile. 'Poor! How is he poor?' It seemed impossible to the blonde girl that her beloved crush was poor. Moreover, what would her parents think about her dating a poor boy? Naminé knew her parents expected a well groomed and rich suitor for her to marry one day, but…would it really be that wrong for to want someone who wasn't rich and seemed to genuinely care about her?

Roxas released a sigh, "Thanks…um I guess we should get going then, right?"

"Right," Naminé said and looked to Kairi and Olette before she left, "See you girls later!" Both girls waved.

"Have a good time!" Kairi called after the blondes. Naminé didn't turn around, but she suddenly wore a worried smile. She still really liked Roxas, but…what would she do if her parents ever met him?

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"This is it, huh?" Naminé asked once the duo had arrived at the park. Most of her nerves had dissipated once they had been driving for a few minutes and now that Naminé was able to see the festival, every coiled muscle in her body was finally able to relax. The scenery was beautiful. Flowers speckled the lush green grass, a gentle breeze passed through the branches of the pink Sakura trees, and there was even a warm sun to cast its golden rays upon the entire scene. Nothing seemed out of place and, despite herself, Naminé couldn't help but smile at thought.

Roxas had no idea exactly where he was, but decided it would be best to simply agree. "Yeah…pretty great, right?"

"It…It really is beautiful out," Naminé commented quietly. Roxas didn't voice his curiosity at her sudden change in tone and Naminé was thankful he didn't. She was afraid that she would finally crack if he did. "…But…anyway, why don't we go sit over there?" Naminé pointed over towards a tall Sakura tree near the musician's stage. Again, Roxas had no idea what she was referring to exactly but merely nodded his head and grabbed one of Naminé's hands.

"Lead on."

Naminé's cheeks heated up at the close contact, but kept her composure as she led her blond crush over to the pink tree. The duo sat down on a patch of freshly cut grass just as the music began to play in the background. Naminé cast Roxas a sideways glance to gauge his expression as she adjusted the bottom of her skirt to cover more of her pale legs. 'I can't believe we're finally out together…It seems so strange.' Not in bad way, of course, but it was still strange in a way to think that this was the first time they were together outside of school. Normally, by this time, Naminé would have been out numerous times with her crush. Yet, Naminé knew Roxas was special from the moment she met him. So, maybe it was better this way.

"How long have you played piano?" Naminé asked once the first song had finished. It had been a violin piece accompanied by a few cellos and a piano. Roxas turned his head away from the sound of the music and towards the sound of her voice.

He shrugged and smiled lightly, "Since I was about two, but I didn't have a lot of lessons since I mostly play by ear. Do you play any instrument?"

"Not really…I mean I sang when I was younger but…" 'I was afraid people would laugh at my voice.'

"You sang? That's awesome!" Roxas beamed as his smile widened eagerly. "Have you considered singing for music class?"

Naminé's eyes widened and she hastily shook away his words. "Sing in front of the whole class? I don't even have like a piece ready or anything."

"I could help you," Roxas volunteered, "We could pick out a song and practice it at my house on Friday." After all, Roxas didn't need to see to hear her sing.

"Well…," Naminé hesitated as she bit her lower lip. 'I do need tutoring in music class and Roxas helping me would be like…amazing. Plus, I'd be able to spend more time with him and meet his family.' "I guess that would work."

"Great! Sora will give us a lift to my house and then we can get to work."

Finally, a smile graced Naminé's features. "I can't wait." From the stage, another song began to play and the blond duo quieted down as they listened to the mellifluous notes.

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"You see, she's always so pathetic when it comes to her boy toy," Selphie sneered with disgust as she gazed at the two blondes from behind a nearby Sakura tree. Her two cohorts stood faithfully on either side of her and Selphie could tell that even the mere sight of the Queen was enough to make the girls' blood boil.

"When do you think she's gonna say something good?" One of the girls asked, narrowing her mismatched eyes before looking to her blonde haired companion.

The blonde haired girl nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, we wanna get some good dirt now! I like totally hate waiting."

Selphie didn't turn around to meet the girls' gazes but her smirk widened sinisterly. "Just have some like patience girls. She'll spill to her boy toy eventually."

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"So…what do you parents do anyway? For jobs, I mean," Roxas asked, breaking the peaceful silence once another song had ended. It was nice to just enjoy the music together, but Roxas also knew it was still imperative to begin getting to the root of why Naminé was the way she was now. He couldn't wait any longer lest he risk losing the chance to truly connect with her.

Naminé blinked as though woken from a trance. "Huh? Oh…well my Dad is the CEO of this big corporation and my mom was a formal super model. What about your parents?"

"My Mom works at a friend's flower shop and my Dad…well he used to work in construction but, right now, he's just looking for a job," Roxas replied as his blind eyes moved towards the subtle sound of the starting violin chorus.

"Oh," Naminé said as she nervously tucked a strand of hair behind one ear, "I hope he finds a new job soon." Her voice was weaker, but that was because the words leaving her lips were a struggle. She really hadn't tried to comfort anyone in a long time and it felt weird. Not…in a bad way, but just in an unfamiliar way.

A sad tone unintentionally slipped into his voice as he responded. "Me too. It's been real hard on everyone. I mean even my older sister had been nice and that never happens." Roxas rolled his eyes at the last bit but there was still a faint smile playing at his lips as he said it.

"Your family doesn't get along?" Naminé asked before quickly placing a hand over her mouth in embarrassment. Since when did she inquire into people's personal lives?

Roxas shook his head, "No, we all get along. In fact, we're actually super tight, but…this whole financial thing with my Dad losing his job has just been really hard."

"I'm sorry," Naminé smiled apologetically. It still just seemed so unreal to her that he was poor. She didn't really know anyone who was poor. Her parents had always had such high standards and…

"What about your family?"

Naminé's head shot up, "Huh?"

"What about your family," he repeated, "Do you guys get along?"

"Oh…," Naminé replied quietly as a sad smile tugged at her glossed lips, "We…They're usually really busy with work, so I don't spend much time with them unless it's for their work." When the blond boy didn't reply Naminé's voice sped up as she quickly amended. "But it's fine…really. I'm totally use to it and plus, it's not like they don't let me have a credit card to go buy what I want."

"But…," Roxas closed his eyes as his words came out strained, "Is money really that important? Wouldn't you rather spend time with your parents them just have them give you a credit card?" Roxas knew Naminé didn't have the financial burden that his family suffered from, but to not have his parents in his life at all? He'd rather be poor.

Naminé blinked back a few stray tears, but kept her voice steady. "I guess, but I'm honestly fine where I am. I mean at this point, does it even really matter how involved they are? I have my thing and they have theirs. It's just the way things are."

Sensing her discomfort, Roxas abruptly smiled bright and reached for her hand. "Hey, I heard there's this great ice cream stand around here that sells the best Sea Salt Ice Cream, do you wanna go find it?"

"Um…," Naminé blinked as she tried to process his sudden change in mood and his hand around hers, "Okay."

"Sweet, let's go!" Roxas grinned and Naminé couldn't help but smile as he squeezed her hand in what she could only guess was supposed to be a comforting gesture.

'It's so strange…he really seems to care…'

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A/N: A little over 10 pages! Phew! I'm sorry this chapter was long overdue but I hope you all enjoy the length because I did my best to make it worth reading for everyone! You guys are such loyal, amazing, fantastic, incredible, readers and reviewers! I'm just so lucky that everyone's still willing to even look at Half Alive and, believe me; I don't take that for granted.

The update timing sucked though and I am sorry, as I always am, for that. I'm just never very punctual with these things because of school which is why I don't post when the next update will be exactly. My only hope is that before I go to college in September Half Alive will be the first completed multi fic I've written. Also, just to everyone knows I am in the process of writing my senior thesis paper which is a 19-22 page paper on a philosopher (mine is John Locke on ethics). I completed the first part, but the second is due on the 12. This paper is also the main reason why things are taking longer to update XD.

As for the story, I hope people enjoyed the fluff and all the events going on! I actually had to split the chapter because there is so much that's going to happen. Including….the introduction of Cloud's ex-wife and older (since you are all such faithful readers I'll spill a little secret) Roxas' half brother (take a guess who he is). Plus, a scene with Naminé at home that will really add some drama.

To My Readers & Reviewers: YOU GUYS ARE SO AMAZING! I WAS SO INCREDIBLY ASTOUNDED THAT YOU GUYS ALLOWED ME TO REACH 236 REVIEWS! I mean, honestly, that's amazing! I'm just ahh so thankful and just because I don't update super often, doesn't mean that I don't appreciate the time you put into writing a review or reading my story. Honest. I'm always, always, ALWAYS grateful to you guys because it's, when I reread what you say, that I'm motivated to keep pushing on and not give up!

Also, as a way to help my brain not be subjected to as much writer's block, I posted a new story called Into The Lion's Den. It's set in a dictatorship with Naminé, as a way to preserve the life of her sister, joins Organization XIII. I'm not sure what anyone will think…but I just needed to write so I could get rid of my writer's block and that's what I came up with.

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