Okay ladies and gents…I'm not dead! Sorry for keeping you waiting! I've been neglecting this story in favour of others, so I apologise.
I should sorta warn you; this chappie is not of the happy sort. In fact, I feel just a bit sorry for Yuffie just thinking about what I'm going to write…so, yeah. There is no fluffy or sugary sweet romance scenes in this part, not really. It's rather sad and angst filled, just so ya know. So, if you came for sweetness, leave now...and come back later.
I don't own Final Fantasy VII. (Do I have to put that on every page? Or can I stop saying it now? I think everyone knows I don't own squat).
Anyway, hope you enjoy. :D
Chapter 6 - It Doesn't Mean Anything
He is un-fricking-believable.
He's only gone and walked out on me again.
I don't know where he's gone, of course. He left no note, no explanation. He didn't ask Tifa to tell me where he was off to. Not even Shelke knows what's up.
He said the previous night that he'd explain to me why he left last time. So why wasn't he here?
I couldn't reach him on his mobile phone, so I left messages. I called everyone I know. No one has a clue.
Why was he putting me through this again?
And to top it all off I had a horrendous hangover.
I picked up my mobile and clicked on my first speed dial number. It rang a few times, before that artificial womans/machines voice answered; 'The person you are trying to reach cannot take your call. Please leave a message after the tone.'
I sighed as that bleep I knew oh so well was heard. "Vince, where are you? I thought you said you'd explain why you left before. You'd better be okay you stupid vampire or else, I'm gonna make hell ten times worse for you." I paused for a second, deciding to shelve my pride for just a second. "Listen, Vinnie…please come back. I miss you. I want you here with me. So please, before I loose my mind, get your ass back here." I sighed again. "…I l-" The message was cut off before I had a chance to say what I've been dying to tell him.
"I love you." I whispered to the empty air.
-x-
Okay, now I was starting to get angry. Didn't he care about me at all? I thought he did. What the hell is wrong with me? Why did my life seem to fall apart without him? I am the Great Ninja and Single White Rose of Wutai, Yuffie Kisaragi! I don't need anyone! Yeah!
I jumped up from my bed and hurried downstairs. I needed to take my mind off Vincent Valentine. Only, this time I won't use alcohol…ugh. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and my head still hurt.
"Vincent isn't back yet Yuffie." Tifa stated as soon as I'd bounded through the door. I frowned at her.
"Actually, I was just gonna ask if you needed any help, but I guess I'll just go back upstairs…"
Tifa smiled at me knowingly. "You can wash these glasses for me, if you want to."
I grinned back at her. "No problem." I got to work, filling the sink with hot soapy water. The bar had been open since noon, but we'd only had a few customers so far. Strange, Reno should have come in by now…oh, he must have an even worse hangover than me. I smiled, but it was quickly wiped of my face as I remembered all of the events of the previous night. Originally, I had only remembered the Vincent bits, but now it was all coming back to me.
I nearly dropped the wet glass back into the sink in shock.
I had kissed Reno last night! I'd danced with him! Oh holy Leviathan, I had agreed to go back to his place! Nooooooooo! Thank god Vinnie saved me!
"Oh my gawd Tifa! I kissed Reno last night!" I exclaimed, whirling round to face her.
Her head whipped round to look at me as her jaw dropped open. She stopped pouring the pint of beer mid-pull.
"No!" She gasped, "You didn't!"
I made a theatrical little squeak of panic. "Yes, I think I did! Oh gawd oh gawd oh gawd…"
"It's okay, calm down." she abandoned the glass of beer that was only half full and walked over to me.
"It's not okay! Now he's gonna think he has a chance and I'll never hear the end of it! Oh my goodness! I must never get drunk in a mans presence ever again! Not if I throw myself at them like that! Oh god!" I squealed, flapping my arms about wildly. I'm sure Tifa would have laughed at my performance, had the situation not been so serious.
"Yuffie! If you don't calm down I'm going to have to slap you!" Tifa threatened, putting her hands on her hips. I stopped my arm flapping and squealing almost immediately. Tifa hardly ever slapped anyone, she'd much rather punch them. Either way, I'm sure it would hurt like hell.
"But Tifa, this is terrible!" I said warily.
"I understand Yuffie, but don't you think you're over reacting just a little?" she soothed in her mother hen tone, "It's not the apocalypse. I mean, you were more calm than this when Meteor was about to hit!"
I took a deep breath. "Yeah I guess you're right. I'll just make it perfectly clear to Reno that I don't want to go out with him. In fact, I'll tell him he annoys the hell outta me."
Tifa smiled and nodded at me, but then I thought of something else that certainly came pretty damn close to the apocalypse. In my opinion anyway.
"Oh Leviathan, what does Vincent think of me now?" I shrieked, "He probably hates me!" Oh no! Was that why he left? Because he can't stand the sight of me? I covered my face with my hands in shame.
I felt one of Tifa's toned arms wrap around my shoulders. "Hey, don't say that. I'm sure Vincent doesn't hate you."
I just shook my head, mortified. I mean, I practically cheated on him! He probably thinks I'm a, a…
Apparently, Tifa could read minds. "Yuffie, if it makes you feel any better, you and Vincent aren't…you know, together together." 'Like you and Cloud' I wanted to say, but didn't. "So technically, you haven't done anything wrong."
I removed my hands from my face. I guess she had a point. Although I still felt ashamed. But, Vinnie wouldn't hold it against me. I was drunk after all, and he knows I love him, doesn't he?
I've never told him that…
"Tifa, will you help me look for Vincent? I need to tell him something." I asked. Tifa shook her head and removed her arm from around my shoulders.
"I'm sorry Yuffie, but if Vincent doesn't want to be found, he won't be. You two have that in common." She walked back over to the bar and resumed pouring the rest of the pint. Thankfully the customer was a woman, so she understood the gravity of the situation and was waiting patiently. We females have an unspoken understanding among ourselves, you see.
I went back to washing the glasses in the now lukewarm water. When Reno next came into the bar (and there was no doubt he would be here pretty soon), I'd just have to tell him I only want to be his friend. Actually, we were barely friends before, so I don't see why anything should change.
I bet Vincent really does hate me…
No Yuffie! Don't think like that! He kissed you! Twice! And you know he cares about you…
But then, why did he leave?
I couldn't think of any other explanation.
-x-
He hates me, he hates me not, he hates me, he hates me not…
I sat on the damp grass outside the Seventh Heaven, slowly plucking off the small petals of a daisy that had managed to sprout through the mako tainted soil. I was sat in the same spot where Vincent had first kissed me. It was getting late, and the stars were beginning to make their presence known.
He hates me, he hates me not. I plucked the last petal. He hates me.
Yep, the flower decides it. He hates me. For kissing Reno and then having the audacity to kiss him too, on the same night! For being childish and a nuisance and too hyper and…for not being Lucrecia. He must still love her too much to let her go.
I needed to ask him if he hated me. I needed to talk to him. I took my phone out of my pocket and dialled his number again. And got the answering machine. I was getting sick of this.
"Vincent Valentine! Answer your god dammed phone for Leviathan's sake! I need to talk to you!"
"…I know."
I gasped and stood up quickly, turning towards the sound of that voice I knew well. Vincent stood a good few feet away from me, staring at me indifferently. I blinked, just how did he manage to materialise out of thin air like that? No one should be able to sneak up on the Great Ninja Yuffie! Damn it!
"Vinnie!" I cried, moving to hug him, but he took a step back. I stopped dead. He continued to gaze at me, face expressionless.
"Yuffie." he said in a monotone.
Oh crap. He's mad at me. I can tell.
"Are you angry with me?" I asked tentatively.
"…For what?" he showed no hint of emotion, so I couldn't possibly guess at what he was thinking.
"For, well…ya know, Reno." I muttered ashamedly.
He blinked, and didn't answer for a moment. Then; "…I suppose I am."
I hung my head. Oh no, he does hate me. I'm a terrible person.
"Vincent, I'm so sorry. I was drunk and I didn't know what I was doing. But that's no excuse, I mean-"
"Yuffie." he cut me off. "…I won't be around much anymore."
I blinked as my heart dropped down somewhere near my stomach.
"Huh?" I said eloquently. He sighed.
"I can't be around you." he stated, poker face still in place.
What? This wasn't like him. "But-but Vincent, I-"
He turned and began to walk away.
"Vince wait! Please listen!" I cried desperately. Ugh, I can't believe I need him this badly. What's happening to the world? "Look, I know you hate me right now, but I'll make it up to you! We can-"
"No, Yuffie." he said, turning to look at me. "We can't."
No. Yuffie, say something! You have to get him to stay! "I-I…" Come on mouth, work! You've never failed me before! "What about that time you kissed me? I thought you cared about me."
He shook his head. "…It doesn't mean anything."
Wait…"Wasn't it you who said you shouldn't say anything if you don't mean it?" I asked.
He gazed at me evenly. "…I never said I loved you."
Oh…ouch. Good news, my heart isn't near my stomach anymore. Nope, it's back in my chest. The bad news is I do believe it's in two pieces now. Maybe more, I'm not sure yet.
This time my mouth had well and truly been disabled. Gawd, my chest hurts a hundred times worse than my head…
"You belong with Reno. You should go to him." Vincent said flatly, turning away from me again.
I let him go.
-x-
I refuse to cry. I refuse! Stupid tears, don't you dare spill over! I'm warning you! The Great Ninja Yuffie Kisaragi does not cry.
…Except on special occasions.
Does this occasion count? Well, I'd say it was pretty serious. I mean, I just got my heart broken for the first time ever.
Oh damn it, it hurts.
I blinked, and a tear fell onto my pillow. Oh well, since one has already escaped, I'm not one to do things by halves. Might as well let the rest fall too…
I curled into a ball under my quilt and let some more tears silently spill over.
Three sharp knocks in the door interrupted my small crying session. "Yuffie?" a soft voice asked hesitantly.
Tifa. I didn't answer her. She'd only let herself in anyway. I dried my eyes on the corner of the duvet.
Sure enough, I heard the door creak slightly as Tifa swung it open. Then footsteps as she made her way over to my bed. I felt the mattress dip a little when she sat on the edge.
"Do you want to tell me what happened?" she asked, sounding like a worried, sympathetic mother.
A sob escaped me before I had a chance to force it down. I threw the quilt of me and embraced Tifa tightly. I tried to get the words out in between the bawling.
"He's gone Teef, he's gone…"
She hugged me back firmly. "Shh, it's okay. Everything will be okay."
Oh, you don't understand the comforting power of those words. Tifa rocked me gently, and I was quickly soothed into unconsciousness.
When I woke up, my chest didn't hurt as much. But it felt hollow. I missed him. And I'd never get to see him again. The thought made it hard to breathe…I'm going to die without him.
Oh shut up Yuffie! Stop feeling sorry for yourself! Honestly it's pathetic! Get up!
I got up.
Right. Good start. I sucked in a deep breath. Now I need to get dressed. Yeah, go about life as normal. Do the usual stuff. I'll go see if Reeve's got any missions going. Help out Tifa with the bar and look after Marlene and Denzel. Maybe I'll even steal some random persons materia. Chocobo head's preferably, if he's in town…nyuk, nyuk, nyuk. I loved winding our oh-so-fearless-leader up. Oh! I'll prank call Cid and Barret! Mwuhahaha! You're a genius Yuffie! An evil genius!
Yeah, today's gonna be a good day.
But it just won't be the same without Vinnie giving me those slightly disapproving yet considerably amused looks…
I shook my head angrily. No! Bad Yuffie; you need to forget about him! Come on, let's mosey…teehee.
I plastered a smile on my face and headed downstairs. I smiled wider when I saw Tifa. "Hey Teef." I chirped happily, trying to act like my normal self.
Tifa frowned slightly, but then smiled back. "Good morning Yuffie. How did you sleep?"
"Good thanks." Alright, maybe that was a teensy white lie. I didn't sleep that well at all, I kept waking up every half an hour.
Tifa nodded and didn't say anything.
"I'm going out 'kay? Unless you need my help with anything…" I looked at her questioningly.
"Oh no, I'm fine by myself. Cloud's coming today anyway." Tifa's smile was a hundred percent genuine this time, the lucky thing.
Ah well, at least I could rob some decent materia from the spiky haired nerd.
"Well, I'll be back soon." I waved over my shoulder as I exited the bar.
Right then, let's get down to business. There's nothing like some materia stealing to cheer up this ninja! Well, Vincent's kisses come pretty damn close…
Stop thinking about him!
Argh! No! Stupid brain! Stop those thoughts! He is not a part of your life anymore, so don't ever think about him ever again! Get. Over. It.
Sigh…
"Oops! Sorry, I didn't see you…Reno?"
"Hey babe, you should watch where you're walking."
Oh Leviathan, of all the people to randomly bump into on the street. I really hoped I wasn't blushing.
"Where's Rude?" I asked. It was always really weird seeing Reno without Rude. I mean, they were like, Bonnie and Clyde. Like Frank and Jesse James. Like Bill and Ben the flowerpot men. Like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Seeing them apart was like…I dunno, it was unheard of! It was like pizza hut without pizza! Like an MP3 player without music! T.V without any T.V programs! A book without any words!
Like, Cerberus without any bullets…
STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM!
"Hey, legs, you okay? Zoned out for a sec there." Reno was looking at me with an eyebrow raised.
"Oh, yeah. Soz. Erm…what were you saying?"
Reno smirked and shook his head. "I just said, you should watch where you're going."
"Right." I said, wanting to get away as quickly as possible, "Well, it's been nice chatting to you Turkey, but I've got places to go and materia to steal." I tried to step around him, but he grabbed my waist and pulled me back.
"Woah, hold on princess." he was smirking at me. Ah crap.
"Okay Reno, if it's about new years eve, I just wanna say that I was totally drunk and didn't know what I was doing."
"I don't believe that for a second. I'm sure you knew what you were doing. The events of that night are a little hazy to me, but if I recall correctly, it was you who initiated that kiss."
My jaw dropped open. "What? How dare you! I was drunk!"
"That's not an excuse, in my opinion."
"Your opinion doesn't matter!"
"Ah, babe, that's harsh. You're breaking my heart here." He put his right hand over his chest and smirked.
I stared. Did he even know what getting your heart broken felt like?
I lashed out at him.
"Reno you're such an asshole! I don't like you and I never will! In fact I hate you! Just get out of my sight, I never want to see you again!"
He looked shocked, and a little hurt. I'd never seen that expression before, and instantly I felt a flood of remorse.
"…Reno, I'm sorry. I just-"
"No, I get it." he looked at me with a hard expression, another one I'd never seen before, "Whatever."
He stepped around me and started walking away. I grabbed onto the hem of his un-tucked shirt and planted my feet, pulling him back. "Wait a minute. I didn't mean it…"
He swivelled round the best he could with me still gripping his shirt, and raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with you today?"
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I was acting out of sorts today. Reno sighed and pried my fingers from his shirt.
"Let me guess…you and Valentine had a falling out?" he spoke in a tone that suggested Vincent and I were stubborn children, and he was the parent that had to make us kiss and make up.
"Maybe." I mumbled. He laughed once without humour.
"Ah I see, was it over me by any chance?" he asked, getting back his original smirk. I glared at him, my anger returning. It was all his fault! I decided to tell him so.
"And it's all your fault you know!" I said heatedly. He rolled his eyes.
"I'd argue it was you who kissed me. But I suppose I can settle for equal blame."
I bit the inside of my cheek. It was a fair deal, considering it was my fault. Might as well shoulder some onto him too.
"Okay." I muttered.
"Good, we're getting somewhere." Reno said. I looked at him sulkily.
"So how do I fix it?" I asked. He shook his head.
"As if I'd know?"
I sighed. Right.
"Listen babe, if Valentine doesn't wake up one day and realise how gorgeous you are…I'm always here yeah?"
I blinked. Me and Reno? I'd always thought that was a repulsive idea. But, now that I thought about it, he was swoon worthy eye candy. And he was being so nice to me…
"Uh…yeah well, thanks I guess." I stepped forward cautiously and hugged him. He smelled nice. It was a masculine scent that I couldn't compare with anything else. I felt his arms wrap around my waist securely.
"Hey, no offence princess, but I think you're PMSing. What with these mood swings and all." he said fondly.
I smiled and let go of him. "I think you're coming down with something, what with being so nice to me and all."
Reno chuckled. "Maybe. So who ended you're 'sort of' relationship then?"
I pouted. "He did." I mumbled, "But it was my fault!"
"I'm sure he'll forgive you." Reno muttered, sounding a little bitter. I frowned at him with concern. But then he smiled at me, and I smiled hesitantly back, waiting for him to say something.
And so there we were, just smiling at each other, when Reno quickly leaned down and kissed me! Right there, on the crowded street in front of loads of random people! He pulled back before I'd got over the shock of it all.
I gazed at him, open mouthed. He smirked.
"Why don't you go find Valentine and tell him what I just did? He'll be back and ready to kick my ass in no time." said Reno, smirking all the while.
"W-what the-"
Reno cut me off. "Look babe, Valentine's probably thinking you're too good for him you see? And you are but…"
I punched him on the shoulder.
"Ow! Okay, easy! What I'm trying to say is that he's the self sacrificing, shoulder all the blame, burdened by my sins kinda guy. He'll be thinking you shouldn't be wasting your life with him when you could have someone better…like me for example."
I narrowed my eyes at him. Him better than Vinnie? Right…
"So, he'll be trying to ward you off so you can be 'happy', while he goes off and does his own thing so he can be miserable 'cos he thinks he deserves it." Reno cleared his throat. "And that concludes my small speech on vampire psychology."
I blinked. Oh. My. God. Reno is right! Of course!
"Since when do you know him so well? I thought you hated each others guts?" I asked incredulously.
Reno chuckled. "Generally we do hate each other, but you gotta keep an eye on the competition, doll."
I was stunned. Reno is actually quite intelligent. Who would've thought? And there was a damn good chance Vincent didn't hate me. And Reno thought he was in competition with him? This is so much for my brain to take in!
I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples.
"Well, what the hell are you waiting for?" Reno asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Huh?"
He rolled his eyes. "Babe, aren't you gonna go find him and ask if that's the reason he broke it off? I'll bet you 100 gil it is. Or, ya know, if you've given up on him, you and me could get together…" he trailed off suggestively.
Hmm…this is a toughie. And I will tell you why.
Firstly, Reno is hot. There is no denying that. And have discovered he is much smarter and thoughtful than I've given him credit for. But he does have serious personality issues. E.g. he's a womanizer (big issue there), he's arrogant, he thinks he's funny when he is just not. So yeah. Secondly, Vincent is hot. There is definitely no denying that! And he's like, the yang to my yin ya know? We're good for each other. And if anyone deserves to be happy, it's him. I've spent years trying to make that happen, and now I'm so close. However, Vinnie also has personality issues. E.g. he hardly ever talks (but when he does it's certainly worth listening to), and he has absolutely no fashion sense (but that's what makes him unique), he has demons caged inside his head (but that makes him stronger), he's immortal (but it doesn't really matter if he's gonna stay this way forever)…
I love everything about him.
"Thanks Reno." I said, smiling.
"You're welcome?" he looked puzzled.
I laughed and turned around, starting to run.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
Good question. There is a good possibility he'd be in Lucrecia's cave. No. He's over her now. There's only one place I know he'll be, and I'm gonna kick his ass for it.
I ran for what seemed like a long time. I didn't stop though. Before too long I was bursting through the doors of Nibelheim mansion. Not pausing to check out the new décor, I sprinted straight for the stairs to the basement. Not even bothering to run down them either, I just vaulted over the bar and did a couple of flips before landing on my feet and setting off again. I came to the door of a certain dark and gloomy room I remembered well, and twisted the knob. Locked.
I made a frustrated noise before reaching into my back pocket and fishing out my lucky paper clip which I only ever used to pick locks. I dropped to my knees and inserted it into the old fashioned lock, twisting it this way and that. After a few minutes of this, I decided I wasn't patient enough.
I sprung up and kicked open the door.
Right then, he better be ready for this. I strode purposefully into the room, over to the largest coffin. I pounded my fist on the lid once as warning, before attempting to lift it, but it wouldn't budge. Locked.
OMFG ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
A small part of my brain registered that sentence sort of rhymed, but I was more focused on the matter at hand. How the hell could he lock it from the inside? I clicked my tongue once, before reaching for my shuriken and inserting one blade into the small gap between the coffin itself and the lid. Then I dragged it across forcefully, and heard the lock snap with a satisfying sound. I let my shuriken clatter to the ground as I lifted the lid.
Vincent Valentine looked up at me calmly.
I glared at him.
"Do you remember me telling you what I'd do if I ever found you in this coffin again?" I hoped I sounded as mad as I felt.
"I'm afraid I don't recall." he answered.
I grabbed the collar of his cloak and dragged him up into a sitting position. I stepped back and put my hands on my hips as he regarded me coolly.
I mustered up every ounce of strength I had left in my tiny body, and slapped him across the face with my right hand as hard as I could. He gave a sharp intake of breath, and I hoped his cheek would sting like crazy.
"How dare you!" I screamed. I pummelled my fists on his chest a few times too, just for good measure. He sat there and took it until I stopped to give him a withering glare. "Why would you do this? You better start explaining!"
He didn't say anything, just averted his eyes away from me.
Stupid stubborn vampire! I made a frustrated noise, before I threw my arms around his neck in a tight hug. "Vincent, you are so, so…unapt!"
His arms encircled me hesitantly. "In what context?"
"I dunno, I learned the word from you. I'm not sure what it actually means…"
He chuckled lightly. I pulled back to look at him in shock. He was laughing in a situation like this?
"Perhaps you should purchase a dictionary." He commented.
"Forget my vocabulary! That's not the most important issue right now!" I hugged him closer again. "Why did you leave me?"
I heard him sigh. I pulled back again, to see a painful looking red mark in the shape of a handprint developing on Vincent's cheek.
"Sorry, about that…" I stroked his cheek gently. "I'm sure I've told you I'd slap you silly if you ever locked yourself in that coffin ever again."
"I don't remember you warning me."
"Oh well, now you know."
He shook his head.
"I'm still waiting for an answer." I prompted, "Is it really because you hate me?"
He frowned slightly. "Not at all. I never said I hated you."
"You never said you loved me either." I murmured.
He closed his eyes. "Yuffie…I didn't mean those things I said."
"Then why'd you say them? It's not like you to be wasting words."
He opened his eyes to gaze into mine. "I don't deserve you. You should be happy, and how could you possibly be happy with me? You'd just be wasting you're life when you could have something better-"
"I'm gonna stop you there." I interrupted, "because that is a load of B.S. okay? I wanna make you happy, 'cos if you're happy then I'm happy. And that's all there is to it see?"
He sighed. "I don't think it will work like that."
"Oh whatever! You're just making things more complicated than they need to be!"
He shook his head. "No, there are many complications you are overlooking."
"Oh for crying out loud! Forget about them! Can you just get out of this dusty old coffin?"
He shook his head again and pushed me away. "I must stay out of your life."
"Bit late for that now Vince." I scoffed. "You know what? Fine, you can stay down here and sleep for another thirty years in this smelly old coffin. But I'm staying here too." I turned away from him with my hands on my hips and surveyed the room. "Yeah, I'll clean this room up so it's inhabitable for a Princess, then I'll move a bed from upstairs down here. Hopefully I can spend most of my time sleeping too. In fact, I'll only leave your side for food and bathroom breaks. And no, I don't need to work, 'cos I can just steal everything I need. So the only time I will ever go outside is for shopping trips, which won't be very often, so I'll be incredibly pale like you and people who see me will think I'm a vampire. Hmm, yeah…I like this plan."
I turned around to see his reaction. He was staring at me like he thought I'd well and truly lost it. "…That is not going to happen. I'll get Cloud to come and drag you out."
"What, and place me under house arrest for the rest of my life? Isn't that a bit of a waste?"
I glowered at me. Probably trying to scare me into leaving, but I'd grown immune to such intimidation years ago.
I tugged on his cloak. "Come on Vinnie. You can't stay here. Look, we weren't officially in a relationship before anyway, so we're friends right?"
He considered that for a moment. "I…don't think we can still be friends."
"Well then, we'll just…see how it goes." I took his human hand and pulled a little. "Let's get out of this room please. I never did like it."
He nodded and stepped out of the coffin. I smiled triumphantly and held onto his arm as we walked out.
"Oh damn…" I muttered as I remembered, "I owe Reno 100 gil."
Yay! Another chappie is finished! Go me! I know, it took me long enough...but I have some fresh ideas with this now. So it's all good peeps. :D
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And thank you for reading!
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