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When the Past is the Future…

Chapter 8

"Pained Hearts"

The demons launched themselves at him, and once again he had to maneuver carefully to avoid the attacks. His white silvery hair shone in the pale moon, which seemed to be saddened by the late events. He tightened his flurry tail to his body, hiding the baby in it. The little girl was sleeping, and he was beginning to get annoyed; she had been sleeping for a long time. He was already tired of watching a human child, and worse, a human who will turn out to be a miko. Taking care of humans was not his responsibility; he was a proud demon, not a babysitter. He despised his father today even more; he always gave him the worst assignments. To take care of a baby.

He finished ripping to pieces the last demons that had dared to chase after him. A smirk full of satisfaction appeared on his face as he recapitulated his last victory. After making sure there were no more enemies around, he turned to the little human in his arms. He looked at her with mild interest. He searched for similar traits between the little girl and Kagome, and while he found them, he became angrier. She was obliged to answer his many questions. She owed him, he didn't help her in battle for nothing. She was supposed to stop all these maddening thoughts of his, not make them even more alive.

This was Kagome, he had to remind himself. Only that this time, she was weaker, she was harmless and unprotected. She had returned to being an infant. She had escaped from him, betrayed him, so innocently unaware…she was probably hiding the truth all this time. He was not going to forgive her, and he was surely going to destroy every single chance of him befriending a human miko.

He expanded his senses; he could no longer feel his father's aura, he had distanced himself enough from the battlefield. He found it amusing that some demons had the audacity and foolishness to believe he would be defeated by weaklings like them. He was so much better. No one was going to stand against him, Sesshomaru, the one that will soon best his father and be the next demon Lord.

He looked at the pale moon above him, secret feelings washing his inner self and distancing in thought. Now that the miko had returned to a child, things would definitely get out of his hands. His father had already declared that it was his intention to raise her as his daughter, a human miko, a daughter of the Great Demon Lord Inu no Taisho? Unacceptable.

He couldn't prevent the anger that rose in him when he realized his father did these things on purpose. He really enjoyed spending time annoying and making his only son's life miserable. He had asked the gods many times about their miserable choices and their terrible sense of humor. He had cursed the fate they had sent him, and had wondered a million times how in the world his mother had loved his father.

He took all those uncomfortable thoughts away and turned to the task in his hands, Kagome. If she was raised as his father's daughter that would mean she would also have quite some power in the lands. A low human miko was not supposed to have any power, less a woman who had no clue over politics in the lands. At least, she would never be able to surpass his demonic strength, so he could overpower her if he had the need or the desire to do so.

He had to focus on an important detail that tried to escape him: she was a nuisance. He was sure his father was going to use her to make him go mad, that was the real intention behind his father's sudden interest in her. It must be, because his father was sure that there had been some sort of relationship between the miko and himself. Such a foolish notion, it was unbearable to believe such a thing.

Once again, he looked at the helpless girl wrapped in his tail, and his golden eyes darkened with untold thoughts and selfish desires. He turned and saw in the horizon a swap forest, his eyes sparkled with untold pleasure. Slowly, he ventured himself in said direction, ignoring the orders that were given to him by his father the task of protecting the baby miko.

It had been a mistake, and he felt disgusted. The Jewel had stopped its pulsing, and the demons were confused and harmless, well, almost all of them. One of them jumped to attack Midoriko and when she extended her hand towards it, the demon stopped midair, and its aura immediately lost all its energy. After that, the demon fell to the floor, but powerless, its abilities had left him. It was like his soul was ripped away like melted liquid. As if time had stopped and a vortex had formed in his heart.

The miko stared at the demon for some seconds, and turned her gaze incredulously at her hand. The demon roared in the grass with a feeling of regret and weakness. She stared wordlessly at the demon in front of her. After that, the demon charged against her and she killed him with her sword. Afterwards, the Jewel emitted a bright glow and its pulsing began once again.

The Jewel became tainted once again after being purified, a demon soul made its way to its core and the dark aura began its powerful battle to free itself.

Inu no Taisho felt his heart constrict in pain as a selfish desire took hold of his heart and constricted his lungs as well. He could barely breathe. The Jewel was calling to his primitive self, it was undoubtedly tainted, and it was now that he understood the graveness of the situation. He understood the reason of Kagome's challenge and her accusation when she said he wasn't able to protect the Jewel, but how could he have imagined the strength of this tainted calling? He was a demon after all, even when many of his costumes were adapted to humans. Deep down, he will never be none other than himself, a dog demon lord.

The remaining demons howled in glory, as they once again felt the power of the Jewel. It was then when he began the real battle, with the miko Kagome no longer able to fight, he had fewer hands. And to make things more difficult, Kagome had to be taken care of, what meant that Sesshomaru had to leave the battlefield. After all, she could no longer take care of herself. That's why he, Sesshomaru, his stronger fighter under him in this moment had to take her to safety. He just hoped Sesshomaru completed his mission successfully.

Midoriko kept battling the demons, but he noticed they were not dying as her magic exploded against them, they were simply left powerless. They seemed lost, and many ran away from the battle and away from danger. Midoriko smiled with pride; at last she was able to purify souls. She was transforming demon souls. She knew she could do it, she had been correct in her belief of the Four Souls, she had been right. Now these demons had another chance for redemption, they had another chance to live. She kept disabling demons in the battlefield, and she felt great. She had never felt so pleased with her powers. She had surpassed her limits, now, she was stronger. She was strong to conquer her dreams. Faith surfaced in her once again.

In the distance, Inu no Taisho maneuvered with the hungry demons. He held his desperation at bay as much as he could, aware that he was fighting the demons, but also himself. He felt out of himself, as if his consciousness was split in two, his gaze was becoming red. He no longer heard or felt the battle around him. Somehow, little by little, he was losing his senses and the only clear thing that remained in him was the pulse of the Jewel and the wish it could grant him. Anything he desired. He could see the demons approaching slowly, but their hair flying told him they were moving very fast. He could hear Kirara roaring in the surroundings and killing demons. Sora was also fighting, but he was having a hard time, the demons were desperately trying to overpower them to get the Jewel.

Midoriko appeared next to him and used an attack of her sword to clean the path. Her brown eyes searched for his. Then their eyes met, and a smile appeared on her face.

He was left momentary in a limbo, where he no longer knew anything. She was so near that by only stretching his hand, he could take the Jewel. But her smile, full of gratitude and kindness somehow stopped him from committing such an aggravation against her and Kagome. Still, to him, she felt like a stranger right now, as if his self no longer remembered her. This Jewel was dulling his senses and it was doing no good.

"Midoriko" he said out of breath and holding his control over himself. He blinked as she looked at him sheepishly. "Purify the Jewel" he told her more sternly now, noticing she had not been purifying it, forgetting for a moment that she needed to maintain its control. She smiled genuinely and took the entire Jewel in her hand and sent her powers to it.

Inu no Taisho watched with interest as the young miko purified said item. He felt absolutely grateful when he felt his being shift inside of him, and then, the terrible feelings of darkness abandoned him. His heart somehow began its rhythmical beating, and his breathing became easy again. A wave of happiness spread through his veins, and just for a mere second, Midoriko's image became blurry and was almost shaped as Kagome's. His golden eyes widened in fright, for he was befuddled, a confusion in his mind that did not suit to the situation. Nonetheless, Midoriko appeared before him once again.

As he watched her dark brown eyes, the moment returned to him. The noises, the scents, the auras… the battle. He turned just in time to slash a demon that had been approaching him from the back, and Midoriko sent a blue jolt of power to her left, her face no longer on him, but once again immersed in the battle. The demons howled as the blue magic disintegrated their powers and Tetsusaiga exploded in bliss towards the demons.

Sora's scream called for Inu no Taisho's attention. He turned to the loyal human who for so long had been serving under him, and protecting the human villages without failure. He was now becoming a man. During his late teens and young twenties, he was a force to be reckoned. He was one of those who changed the view of the human world, the one that taught them they could be dangerous, that they were not weak, becoming the slaves of demons. He was the one who could dominate, the one who had killed hundreds of demons.

Kirara appeared next to Sora and killed the demons surrounding him, and she watched as the Exterminator fell on his knees. His hand was on his abdomen, tainted with blood. His weapon was meters from him, forgotten with the injury he had sustained. The demons approached hungrily and full of hatred. At last, one of their enemies was falling and his death was imminent.

"Midoriko, take cover, I'll be going" he said hastily and left her side and sped towards the Exterminator. Midoriko glanced at his retreating back confused, but then understood. She kept on battling, with a barrier surrounding her, sword in hand. Many demons were nearing her and a sense of desperation at feeling herself trapped surged in her, but she forcefully pushed it to the back of her mind and concentrated on the enemy. Many waves of blue magic left her and sped towards the demons, she will transform them all.

"What?" repeated the half demon once again. He couldn't believe what the tiger demon was asking of him. He had gone mad. He had asked for Kagura, his Wind Sorceress. He would not give her up like that. She was his, she was his extension, he had created her to make him stronger. He didn't create her to give her away and make another demon stronger. He would not help another demon to come and stab him in the back, and what, with his servant. Rage filled his eyes, the red of his eyes became fiercer and his pupils almost disappeared in the hateful red. His aura began to expand in anger, and the blackness of it felt like a heavy sheet in the cave. The demons around curiously turned to them, eager to see the events.

Unno smirked, pleased with the emotions the half demon was displaying. He made a wish that had moved every inch of the half demon's being. Naraku was weak and despicable, the truth was, he would have never agreed to fight alongside him, but his ambitions had made their way into his mind. In fact, he had just used the half demon to tire Sesshomaru and take down his sword. His true desire had been to take the sword, but, after his companion's death, it was no longer needed. He had destroyed it, trying to save his dragon, the Master of the Wind, but it had been futile. He no longer had his friend, the sword was dead. He had lost far too much.

He turned to her, and her eyes showed concern and fright, but also an emotion that he found misplaced on a demon, there were little traces of hope. He had nothing left, but there was a thing he knew. He felt sorry for the demoness, she was obliged to obey the low half demon, and to him, that was a disgrace. She was beautiful, she was strong and her skills were amazingly useful. He had caused her pain, but if there was something he could do for her, then he would do it, as a real way of apologizing. Also, her powers could help him, she was after all, a Wind Sorceress.

"You promised a wish to me, I did as you asked, now, are you telling me you will not keep you word? Then, if that is your nature, will you fulfill your promise to these other demons?" said Unno, the last words while extending his arm and pointing to the demons inside the cave. They were preparing to engage in battle against Inu no Taisho and the Exterminators. Naraku tensed as the demons in the cave began to murmur against him, they were all full of doubts and distrust began to grow in the group.

Naraku looked from one side to the other, searching for the demons' reactions. His cold stare was enough to hush some of them, but still, there were others who just stood with defiance. He turned to his side, his eyes locked with Kagura's. She flinched at his gaze and quickly changed hers to the floor. He felt joy at her fearful expression, she still feared him and he strengthened his resolve. He will not hand her to anyone.

"I will not concede that petition, change it and I will grant it" said Naraku with a serious face and a defensive stance. "She's mine, and I will not give her to anyone, she's not part of my exchanges" he said the last, expecting the demons to understand his view and agree with him.

Unno smiled content, this was what he had been hoping the half demon to do, and now, he would just have to push a little. "You dare betray me?" said Unno to the echoes in the cave in a hushed tone full of anger. "My fellow demons, he is just using us to get the Jewel. He, a half demon, has no strength to defeat his enemies, and he expects us to ensure his victory through our power and strength; he's a low half breed, he is a disgrace. Will you all let him gain victory with your deaths? I say we should kill him, for trying to act superior to us, besides, his powers will serve you to gain the Jewel" said Unno trying to lure to demons to mutiny against Naraku. He was sure that many would do so, for they were thirsty of blood and violence, also, many of them had been loyal to his father, and they would feel offended for the half demon's betrayal.

"I, as the sole son of my father and thus lord of the Eastern Lands, call upon an alliance and be sure that I will know how to repay your loyalty".

Demons' roar of fury resounded through the cave, and Unno couldn't help the smirk that graced his lips as Naraku locked his enraged red eyes to his passive red ones. Kagura glanced between both demons anxiously until Naraku jumped away. She followed her master with her gaze, then he stopped in a corner away from the demons. She blinked and frowned her eyebrows in thought, he was never one to run away from these situations.

"Kagura" he called sternly, she turned her full attention to Naraku. Her eyes widened when a glow appeared in his left hand, and she barely heard a curse leave the lips of the demon next to her. A command resounded in her mind, and she shifted her feet. The command was hard and cold, but she knew the consequences if she didn't obey and the results if she did as well. The command made its way on her thoughts once again, this time the voice was louder and commanding, "Kill him and the demons that turn against me", he once again repeated. Her body shuddered with goose bumps. She didn't wish to fight them. She wanted to be free and wanted the demon to win, to do something.

However, a pain in her chest changed her thoughts. Her heart was being mercilessly crushed in Naraku's hand, and she couldn't prevent her knees from weakening and falling to the ground. She at least held the painful screams that tried to pass her lips; she would not let Naraku keep paining her. She will somehow take this opportunity. Sesshomaru had ignored her countless times; she couldn't wait for him anymore. It was clear Naraku despised her and in a second of rage he could easily kill her, she couldn't take these risks anymore. She will take this chance, this chance that a stranger had granted her, she will escape this time.

When the pain left her chest, she glanced at her captor and nodded. She felt like throwing up when a sickening smirk appeared on his face. But let him think that. His fall will be more painful that way, and she will rejoice in it. She will defeat him tonight, and if she didn't make it, perhaps…the only freedom for her was in death.

She didn't know why, but her heart pained when her eyes met his. He looked at her with a mix of confusion and pain, but she didn't understand either; she felt a different kind of pain when she looked him in the eyes, and Naraku was not crushing her orb. Why? Why did her heart suddenly feel heavy when she took her fans in her hands? Why tears fell from her eyes when her wind collided with his chest?

Many days had passed since Sesshomaru had been searching but he hadn't found any traces of Naraku or the miko. He had been accompanied by the fox demon that always followed the miko, but he had not been any help. He had thought that perhaps the young kit could think of a place where the miko was hiding, but it was no use. They got nowhere.

Inu-Yasha had completely forgotten about the miko, and it was something most unusual. He couldn't help but think there was a spell being cast over them. First, humans had forgotten about her, then the half demon Inu Yasha, now and then, the little fox demon would forget about her. But after a while, his memories of her would return to him. It seemed the weaker ones had fallen under the spell, but full-flesh demons like him, and the fox kit, had not fallen under it.

A scent awoke him from his theory, and a sense of ease refreshed his person. A cheer and a yelling, bubbling girl, made her way recklessly through the bushes to meet him. She forcefully held onto his leg, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was completely unaffected by the impact against his leg.

He ruffled her black hair tenderly, and she giggled, letting go of his leg. An excited fox kit ran from the bushes and stopped abruptly in front of said young girl, and gave her a full friendly smile. Rin let out a scream of happiness and launched herself forward and caught the fox named Shippou in a tight embrace, his paws dangling in the air as she did, for he was smaller compared to her.

He watched with interest as Rin began to make Shippou thousands of questions and comments, and somehow he was reminded of the miko that traveled with Inu-Yasha. She had just been the same as when she was with Rin, and he couldn't wonder but ask if this was the nature of human females. His attention was drawn to his servant Jaken as he made his way from behind a tree and bowed to him. His staff was in hand, but its power had diminished so. It was no surprise to him, it was likely that with the demoness death, the staff lost most of the power it usually held. There was one thing he was certain of, he would have to ask Jaken about his unusual deals with demons.

The unexpected sad tone of his ward made him turn to her, and he clearly heard when she asked the fox demon about the miko Kagome. He found interesting that he had taken to call her so, miko Kagome, but he never referred to her as that. He always mentioned her as miko, but the name somehow left his lips instantly, a strange detail indeed. He saw as the fox demon lowered his head with regret and whispered his sadness at not being able to help find her. His ward's shoulders dumped, and he, as her protector, felt something odd in his chest when he saw her sad form.

"Rin" he called seriously, he quickly turned to him with askance in her brown eyes. "It's time to sleep" he told her flatly, he did not wish for her to keep wit these sad memories. She nodded her head obediently, and he saw as the kit looked at him with uncertainty. His golden eyes locked in the fox green ones. "You better sleep as well, otherwise you won't be able to keep with us tomorrow" he informed the kit smoothly. A big smile appeared in the boys face and it made him uncomfortable in a certain way, the boy seemed glad to be told what to do, as if he felt that he, Sesshomaru, cared for his well being. He said nothing as both children walked towards a giant tree to rest, but Rin sudden stop midway made him concentrate his gaze in her again.

"Lord Sesshomaru" she called timidly.

"What is it, Rin?" he asked her, knowing very well that whatever the thing she was going to ask was important to her, she rarely asked him things and neither interrupted him in any way when she had been given an order.

"Will you find Kagome-san? Will she return? Is she mad at you? When you kissed her? Will she be mad at Rin as well? Will she play with Rin again? And with Jaken? Do you like her, Lord Sesshomaru? Is that why you brought Shippou with us? To take care if him? Is Kagome….."

"Rin" he interrupted with a harsh tone, alerting his young ward of his patience.

She stopped talking abruptly and widened her eyes expectantly with a tinge of fear. Shippou stared incredulously at Rin; he was not sure, however, if it was because of the speed in which she could talk or because of the information she had let out, and both annoyed him. In the end, what surprised him the most was that Rin talked once again, and he couldn't find the strength to stop her. She had tears flowing down her face and he felt that emotion her little heart was feeling, and in such magnitude that he believed unable for someone so young.

The question that had moved her so left her lips in a broken sob. "Did Lady Kagome die?"

He turned his face away from her, escaping her pain. He turned to walk away, but never took a step. He looked at Rin from over his shoulder, and he saw as her little hands became fists in her chest. "This Sesshomaru wouldn't let the miko die Rin. She is merely lost, I will find her" he told the little girl and instantly her tears stopped and a grateful smiled appeared on her face.

She ran towards him and hugged his leg once again, she was still too short to reach any other place, and she hid her face in his pants. "Thank you" she told him contently. His eyes left her form and went to the fox kit, and the young boy bowed in gratitude as well. Rin left his leg and ran towards Shippou and she began to drag him to the place they had chosen earlier to sleep.

He heard when she told the younger demon that she had told him her lord would be able to find Lady Kagome, and he felt his eyes narrow a little. Had she been manipulating him? The nerve of her, but he had to agree that if she really was, she was rather good at that.

He began to walk away from the camp, not before giving Jaken a stern look telling him to watch the kids. As he made his way out of the forest once again, a thought invaded his mind. Was the miko, in fact, alive? And, will he be able to find her?

He stopped his foolish line of thought, and told himself he was the Lord of the Western Lands, Demon Lord Sesshomaru, and that there was nothing impossible for him. He found himself frowning as an image of a baby with black hair invaded his mind. He didn't remember her, not having seen her before, but the image was so clear that he still was full of doubts. Who was that child?

The baby miko had finally awoken and he wondered why was it that he wanted her to wake up; she had proven to be absolutely annoying. He had handled a baby before, but it had never been this irksome. He had concluded that it was because this baby was human while the other was a half demon.

He had been walking been walking through this swamp forest for hours now, looking for a place to leave the baby to die. This was his chance to get rid of her, to avoid being possibly mated to a human. He was a demon, and as a demon lord, he was to mate with a powerful and beautiful demoness, not a human miko.

His father would not be able to stop him, he was too far away and he was busy. He felt satisfaction as he realized that the demons that lived in this forest were terrified of him. None had come across him in the past hours. He was going to get rid of the miko tonight.

He looked at the moon; it was full in the dark night. Many were delighted by it, but he despised it. This was the very same moon that watched over him in his night or worried when he broke in pain. The sole night that everything became nothing right in front of his eyes.

The moon, his mother loved it. Many, many moons like this had passed since his mother passed away. He remembered her still, his demon brain able to form such images to perfection. She had very light brown hair that almost reached the creamy color of her skin and hazel eyes. She had been short and feminine; and her lips were always painted in red. She was polite and intelligent, and she almost managed to get her way every time. In court, alongside his father, she was the best. Her senses were greater than Inu no Taisho's and she could easily detect lies and confound the person verbally with her grace during conversation and make their lies visible to others.

Many men desired her, but she was always loyal. Her nature didn't allow her to be otherwise. Her heritage also descended from dog demons, and she had been the daughter of his grandfather's best friend. She had come to live in their territories when her family passed away under weird circumstances.

It was said that his father, Inu no Taisho, had fallen in love with her right away, but that she always feared to be trapped in a loveless life. Also, that she refused him many times. He had a bad impression when it came to matters of the heart. Rumor had it that he had courted many types of demoness for years, but none had made it to be his mate.

She changed him, or better put, she forced him to change. His mother was not strong, not more than the strength she was born with. She hated violence, and she wasn't entirely a dog demoness. He didn't know what type her second blood was, but she was an unusually passive demoness. He had to say she did not inherit the dog demon instinct.

As the years went by, his parents mated. Some years after that, he was born. Both his parents were kind, somehow, his father had always been harsh in his own way. He had trained him since he could remember, and he also made him take classes about costumes and rules regarding Demon Law. His mother played with him and taught him to read and write. She was hard on him sometimes, but he was never angry with or at her.

He had been born like this. He had accepted his fate and his crescent moon. His father used to tell him, This crescent moon that adorns your forehead is passed down to just one dog demon in many years, we bare the same mark. The mark of the Lord of these lands, of the first son. You will rule over my lands when my time ends. He had heard that so many times now, that he had accustomed his life to his responsibility; this was something that fate had granted to him, and he was certain of making his mother and his father proud.

He was happy and optimistic, until the day his mother fell ill. She didn't show any symptoms, neither felt any discomfort. She just was unable to stand, all her energy was sapped from her. She couldn't leave the bed. He stayed with her that day, since his father was away engaged in battle. Servants were sent to inform him of her state. He remembered how worried he was, and how his mother had taken to tell him stories while he remained with her. But when the night had arrived, she asked him to open the curtains of her bedroom, and it was then, in his eight decade of life, that he discovered how his mother had been fascinated with the full moon since she was a little girl. He prayed at the moon to save his mother; but when he finished, his prayer and turned to his mother, she had passed away already.

Since then, he despised the full moon. His fate traveled with the crescent moon, that tied him to these lands, and the weight that was left on him to carry during his life.

Sounds from the baby miko in his arms made him look at her. His eyes widened when he saw what had caught her attention. Her arms were spread; as if trying to catch the moon in an embrace, and that made him growl in anger. She also liked the full moon, another thing they had to disagree with.

In the distance he saw a cliff, and his eyes inspected it with interest. He walked to the end of the road, stopping at the edge. It was very deep, he could feel it even in the darkness of the night; it was easy to say since the howling of the wind made its way out of the cliff, resounding with enormous strength.

He looked at the girl emotionlessly. Wondering, calculating and then feeling; the last one, something he never let others see. It was a weakness to him. Her blue eyes stared at his in awe, as if she was delighted by them. Her face was relaxed; completely unaware of what awaited her in his hands in the next minutes. He was still amazed by her eyes. They were so blue that they made him ache in his insides for them. A straight line surged in him, and he realized that her eyes were now different from the strong and defiant ones she had when she spoke to him. They were no longer lively and saddened, they were expectant, radiating the tomorrows that were to come.

But he wouldn't allow those tomorrows to be graced with her presence. That seemed to cast a spell around those who walked next to her. She was a witch, not really a miko; only the first were able to cast such strong spells. But, that was not the fate she deserved, to die in the deep cliff. He turned, with a smirk on his face, radiating from his inner thoughts. She will die, eaten by demons, her enemies.

He walked a few minutes until he found a spot that called for his attention earlier; near the poisonous and stanching waters, right under a giant Death Tree. There he placed the little girl with her white hakama hugging her. He stared at her for some moments, capturing the image in his mind, the memory of his victory over her. She remained there, with a content smile on her face, completely unaware of everything. Suddenly, a thought went through his mind and he felt the urge to take her in his arms again, but he resisted the annoying feeling. He was not going to be weakened by her, he was a demon. Demons were cold and strong, better than human beings. He would not be a fool nor weak, and he would not mate with a human miko.

That, he decided. He was old enough to decide the things he wanted and more importantly, what he did not want in his life. The name of Kagome, in the second group.

With those thoughts reinforcing his mind, he walked away from Kagome. His foot felt heavier than before, and his aura flared with discomfort, but he kept going. He didn't stop when he suddenly smelled anxiety in the baby girl, when she began to whine, and seconds later, cry whole-heartedly.

To be Continue….

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I hope to post the next chapter soon, my last final is on December 18, 2007. So after that I'm pretty much free to write. Hurray for Christmas and for fanfiction!!

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