Chapter Three:

When Kaiji stumbled back to camp, exhausted, shivering, and heartsick, he'd expected at least one "I told you so" from Sanzou. But instead, Sanzou took one look at him and wrapped him up in a blanket. While Kaiji sat next to the fire, Sanzou warmed up some varenukha: a hot beverage with vodka. At the moment, Kaiji's mind needed alcoholic numbing. He drank gratefully, the warm liquid easing his sore throat.

Kaiji wept softly, staring into the flames. The two of them always pretended not to see each other cry. It was a mutual pact to avoid embarrassment since childhood. Sanzou sat down next to Kaiji, carefully not looking at his face, and put an arm around him. They stayed like that for a long time.

Neither of them would ever talk about Sanzou carrying Kaiji back to bed after he collapsed and tucking him in, but Kaiji would always be grateful that his best friend had been there for him at his lowest moment.

Yoichi curled up on a rug in the middle of the cave. He'd wept until he'd created a river of tears flooding out the entranceway. At first, All for One stroked his hair and murmured about how he was better off without that ugly human and his cheap handmade trinkets. However, All for One had never enjoyed having his peace disrupted, so he soon grew tired with the wailing. "I don't see what you're so upset about. The human is dead now. It's over."

All for One believed Yoichi had succeeded in drowning Kaiji. Yoichi had not told his brother otherwise, since he didn't want All for One to hurt Kaiji instead. How pathetic, that he still cared so much about the man who had betrayed him! Yoichi's chest heaved with another wail.

"You'd better be done with this noise when I return," All for One said, stalking out of the cave. He threw one last insult over his shoulder: "You're fussing like a human."

Oh, if only Yoichi was human! Then the one he loved might have truly loved him in return. Or, failing that, he could have at least gotten drunk to numb the pain. Instead he was forced to endure his misery with a fully sound mind.

Nyavka did not swear their love as lightly as humans. Even though Kaiji had been untrue, Yoichi would never love another. This hopeless, painful yearning would endure until the end of eternity. He did not even have the ability to die of heartbreak. He could only curl up in his cave and sob more as his flowers wilted around him.

The next morning, Kaiji flung open his tent and cried, "Yoichi was tricked into thinking I'd betrayed him."

"Does it really matter why your murderous ghost tried to drown you?" Sanzou asked. "We're leaving this forest regardless. Come help me pack." He was currently wrapping up cooking utensils in a spare shirt.

"You don't understand." Kaiji paced. "I dreamed someone was in my tent the night before. When I woke up, the flower Yoichi gave me had vanished. I was very careful with that poppy. I kept it in a glass jar, the wind couldn't have blown it away. Someone framed me. Probably that evil brother of his!"

"I believe you, I just don't think it matters." Sanzou crossed his arms. "Your lover nearly killed you. That's a universal sign of a breakup."

"It is? It seems uncommon."

"Because most people don't have as exciting a love life as yours."

Kaiji ran forward and grabbed Sanzou by the shoulders. "Please, Yoichi thinks that I cheated on him with you. You have to help me set the record straight."

Sanzou gazed back with a hard twist in his mouth. "I don't have to do anything. Certainly not help you get yourself killed. Surely you cannot still be pursuing this mad fancy after your lover attempted to drown you?"

Kaiji said, "Yoichi stopped. Even though he still believes I lied to him and betrayed him, he stopped and let me go."

Sanzou startled. "I wouldn't have believed that even possible for a Nyavka. They are creatures of the forest and river, bound by natural laws. If he judged you broke your pact, then he would have been compelled to kill you. Perhaps he truly did love you."

"Still does love me," Kaiji insisted.

Sanzou crossed his arms. "But the world is full of nice, normal humans who could love you and would never feel compelled to drown you. You should have higher standards than 'nearly murdered me but didn't.' This was a doomed affair from the start. And now it's over. Leave this forest with me. You'll move on and find someone else."

"I love him," Kaiji said simply. "I promised myself to him forever." He turned away, heading for the river.

After a few moments, footsteps sounded behind him. Sanzou caught up, panting. "And I can't let you face the being who nearly killed you alone. Because, to my regret, we're friends."

"You're the best friend in the world," Kaiji said happily.

Sanzou grumbled, "If I die, I'm coming back as an even more angry ghost to haunt you."

Kaiji ran down the river bank, shouting, "Yoichi, please come out! I would never betray you. It was all a trick. Please, let me explain."

Cupping his hands to his mouth, Sanzou shouted, "Hi, it's not nice to meet you because you tried to drown my best friend. I'm Sanzou Bruce. You can call me Bruce, since I don't want to be on first name terms with you. I'm just here to defend my honor and make it clear I would never be attracted to this idiot."

"Hey!" Kaiji cried.

Sanzou continued, "He has hair like a bird's nest and a face only a mother badger could love. He snores louder than a bear. He uses my favorite quill pen to pick dirt out from under his toes."

"That was once. Or twice."

"I've known him ever since we were both babies, which quite kills any attraction. Especially since I've seen every gross thing he's ever done. Did you know when he was a child, he used to eat his own boogers?"

"No need to tell Yoichi about that!" Kaiji wailed, hopping up and down and waving his arms.

Sanzou finished, "Still, this fool is loyal to a fault, and he loves you and only you."

They waited, watching the water. Nothing happened for several minutes. When a fish jumped, they both startled. Sanzou said, "Your Nyavka isn't here."

"I know." Kaiji sighed. "He wouldn't have been able to resist laughing when you told him about all my bad habits."

Gently, Sanzou said, "If he's left, then there's nothing you can do. A spirit cannot be caught by a mortal man."

"Please let me try again tomorrow." Kaiji clasped his hands together and scrunched up his eyebrows. "Please. Just one more day."

They both knew Kaiji would not be satisfied with one more day. He would keep coming back. Even so, Sanzou sighed and gave in.

When Yoichi finally worked up the will to want to see sunshine, his brother insisted on coming along. All for One claimed Yoichi was so foolish, he might be tricked by another mortal. They did not get far before Yoichi saw a tiger-shaped cloud that reminded him of Kaiji's carved gift, then fell to weeping again.

All for One said it was better if Yoichi just stayed in the cave. Yoichi had no reason left to argue. The cave felt barren without Kaiji's gifts. All for One had insisted on burning them all. Yoichi missed his comb and his tiger, but felt ashamed of such feelings. His brother had been right. He needed to let go of the past and come to terms with how it had all been a lie.

Yet on one of his lowest days, while his brother was gone, Yoichi crawled out of the cave and sorted through the pile of ashes outside. He wanted his comb back. He wanted to run it through his hair and pretend Kaiji still loved him. It was pathetic, yet he couldn't stop himself.

The comb was clearly long gone. But Yoichi found a single red flower amongst the ashes. It had survived because he'd blessed it to be nearly invulnerable.

Kaiji's flower could not possibly be here. Unless All for One had taken it. And if All for One had stolen the flower…then suddenly everything became suspicious. Pulse racing, Yoichi realized that he'd never actually seen Kaiji betray him. He'd believed it because he'd trusted his brother. Although they might disagree, Yoichi had still believed the older brother who had protected him as a child would never truly hurt him.

In the end, All for One had been the false one, not Kaiji.

Yoichi had tried to murder Kaiji over a lie. He was not the betrayed. He was the betrayer. It all came back to him now, Kaiji's protestations and confused eyes. Yoichi was a monster.

Clutching the flower to his chest, Yoichi sobbed. He'd believed he had no tears left, but this fresh betrayal stirred up a river more.

All for One came up the mountain, moving near-silently like all their kind. Clucking his tongue, he picked up his little brother and carried him back inside. "What are you doing out of the cave? You're still too unwell, you silly child."

Sobs choked his voice, so Yoichi pushed his brother away and rolled up in a rug. He kept the flower hidden close to his chest.

Nothing Yoichi could do would ever make up for his crime. Kaiji must hate him now. Yoichi hurt all the more knowing the hatred was deserved. After trying to kill his love for something he hadn't done, Yoichi felt too ashamed to ever face Kaiji again. Still, he thought he might whisper a word of apology and cast a blessing before fleeing.

But as soon as Yoichi tried, he realized that his brother watched him constantly and shepherded him back into the cave as soon as he set foot outside. All for One, being ever-arrogant, didn't even seem to notice or care that Yoichi wasn't speaking to him. If anything, he seemed pleased by his little brother's lethargic and depressed condition. Yoichi's limbs had grown translucent and the flowers on his crown withered.

Perhaps Yoichi deserved to stay in this cave forever. He blamed his brother, but he blamed himself even more, because he'd been the one to attack Kaiji. He was horrible. He was a monster. He deserved to be unloved. Kaiji would never want to see him again. The best way for Yoichi to make up for his sins would be to stay in this cave forever.

Returning from the marketplace, Kaiji's face was aglow. "I have a plan."

"Judging from your happiness, I don't think it's a plan to leave this forest and find work elsewhere," Sanzou sighed. He'd kept his peace through a dozen futile visits to the river. But now he looked about ready to explode.

Kaiji spoke quickly, before his friend could stop him. "At the marketplace, a short peddler wearing a red coat told me stories about Nyavka. Once a year, on Pentecost, forest and water nymphs alike turn into humans. They gather in the forest to hold a celebration with games, dancing, eating human food, and, uh, more risqué activities. Yoichi will surely be there, and in human form, he can't vanish when I talk to him. Best of all, it's only a week away—"

Sanzou interrupted, "I've heard the legend before. Nyavka's Easter, they call it. But humans aren't invited to the celebration."

Kaiji beamed. "That's the brilliance of my plan! Pentecost is the day when spirits and demons become human. So if we show up, no one will know that we're not spirits too."

Sanzou stared for a long moment. Then he marched over and grabbed Kaiji's shoulders. "You're my brother, and I would follow you to hell, but please stop going to hell."

"It's not hell, it's a party—"

"You know why no one sneaks in among the demons on Pentecost? Because it's suicidal! If they catch you, they'll turn you into an appetizer before the feast."

"I just want to tell Yoichi the truth. If he still rejects me after that, I'll leave forever. I promise." Kaiji swallowed. He scrubbed a hand down his face, where his cheeks had grown scratchy because he'd been too stressed to shave. "I can't shake the feeling that he needs me. I must try. You don't have to come."

"Of course I'm coming." Sanzou snorted. "I doubt you can talk your way past the demons without me."

Kaiji gathered the pieces of Yoichi's destroyed grave clothing from the time they'd…vowed their love. If the two of them showed up at Pentecost wearing their usual human clothing, they'd be immediately caught. So Kaiji carefully stitched the sheer white clothing together. He'd nicked his fingers so many times he had cuts all over. But the garment was wearable in the end. It was also so immodest it made him blush and frankly rather chilly, but such sacrifices were small compared to his end goal. And of course Kaiji added the finishing touch: a flower crown he'd woven from Yoichi's favorite poppy flowers. No Nyavka would ever be seen without flowers, temporarily human or not.

Sanzou had decided to attend disguised as a rusalka: a water nymph, or mermaid. He'd purchased a ragged white robe that he planned to say he'd stolen off a clothing line if anyone asked. The robe had been fastened with a seashell. The final touch was a bone comb in his hair. With his blue-gray locks hanging loose and wild, he truly did look like a creature of the sea.

Everyone knew to avoid the river on Pentecost, but not exactly where the festival would be held. Kaiji and Sanzou wandered until the day had grown long and their stomachs hungry. Although he remained silent, everything about Sanzou's posture said he was just itching to say they should go back. Then they finally heard the tunes of a flute drifting through the trees.

Kaiji ran toward the sound. A demon sat in an old oak tree, playing a jaunty reel. The clearing just beyond was packed with beautiful, giggling dancers. Kaiji suddenly realized the flaw in his plan—he wasn't nearly pretty enough to be a spirit turned human. He kept his head down as he walked into the revels.

A dizzying array of smells and sounds hit him. The air choked with smoke from the bonfire and the smell of roasting meat. The nymphs sang to the tune of the pipes or chattered, their melodious voices filling the air like birdsong. Kaiji could barely even hear himself think. The raw excitement in the air was even more powerful. This place crackled with power. The party seemed to have taken on a magic of its own, ancient and ineffable.

Next to the dancers, a group sat in the corner playing cards. A line of spirits-turned-human took turns fire-jumping: leaping over a roaring bonfire, sometimes hand-in-hand. On this night only, the nymphs cast shadows. Meat on sticks and vegetables roasted over the fire. A blindfolded male wandered around, playing Old Woman Kutsia and trying to catch the other players clapping at him. Giggling and moans came from behind a bush. Kaiji flushed and turned away as he realized what was going on. He accidentally bumped into a blond man. The giant wore a white coat with an embroidered red vest. Judging from his size, he was probably a Chuhaister, a protector of the woods.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Kaiji said. He shivered from the cold, then flinched harder, afraid he'd given himself away as an intruder.

The giant only smiled. "It's a bit chillier in human form, isn't it? Here, have this." He took off his vest and wrapped it around Kaiji.

A woman with long, dark hair and a bone comb cried, "All Might! Good to see you."

"You too, Nana." All Might lifted her off her feet in a hug. "It's a shame your husband couldn't come since he's human."

Kaiji's head jerked over. "Oh, so interspecies relationships do sometimes work—"

Sanzou dragged him off, growling, "We are both demons, remember? Interspecies relationships hold no relevance to us."

Chastened, Kaiji remembered his mission: to find Yoichi. But there were entirely too many people here, mostly wearing white. They all blended together. Where would Yoichi go? Would he dance? Yoichi had always been an excellent dancer. Would he enjoy the food or the games? But Kaiji had a strong feeling that if Yoichi felt as sad and heartbroken as Kaiji himself, he would shun the celebration. Acting on a hunch, Kaiji slowly walked around the edge of the party.

In the figure sitting on a tree stump, he caught a glimpse of white hair. "Yoichi!"

Normally Yoichi loved Pentecost: the dancing, the games, the chance to become briefly human again. It was the only time the other nymphs could leave their rivers and forests to gather together in one place and celebrate, so it was Yoichi's only chance to talk to people besides his brother. But this year, he could not bear to see everyone so happy. Nor did he feel like he deserved happiness. All for One had gone off to charm people and make "friends" as usual. Yoichi sat on a stump with his knees tucked to his chin, and held his hands over his ears to avoid the music. In human form, he felt weak and cold. Especially as the day turned into evening and the air grew chillier. He just wanted the sun to set so Pentecost would be over.

The sound of his name made his head shoot up. Somehow, impossibly, Kaiji Kudou ran toward him, waving. There was the biggest, silliest grin on Kaiji's face.

Yoichi leapt up. "You fool, you can't be here! If you get caught, you'll be the prey roasting over the bonfire."

Kaiji panted. "I had to see you again. Please believe me, I never betrayed you. I'm not even the slightest bit interested in Sanzou." He dragged his friend forward. "Just look at him! He has grey hair like an old man and tiny evil-looking eyes. Besides, he nags like an old baba."

"Hey." Sanzou rolled his eyes. "As if you're good enough for me."

Yoichi waved at Sanzou. "Nice to finally meet you. Don't be sad, I think you're handsome. But Kaiji is more handsome."

Kaiji preened and adjusted his vest.

Finally, Yoichi had a chance to do what he should have long ago. Even if it would kill the good mood. He bowed his head low. "I'm sorry, Kaiji. You never betrayed me, but I betrayed you. I found out later that my brother tricked me. But that doesn't pardon what I tried to do to you. Nothing can ever excuse it."

Kaiji swept Yoichi up into a hug. "If you believe me, and love me, then we can return to as we once were."

Yoichi longed to soak in that delicious body heat forever, but he couldn't. He pushed Kaiji away. "If I keep seeing you, then my brother will keep trying to hurt you. I'll always have the urge to drown you. You're better off without me."

"I'm not," Kaiji said passionately. "I'm lonely and heartbroken and miserable without you. I believe in you. If you didn't drown me when your nature bid you and you had every reason to hate me, then you never will."

Sanzou cleared his throat, reminding the lovebirds of his presence. "I never approved of this from the beginning, but I came to help my friend because he's madly in love with you. He's been pining ever since you left him. He won't eat and he's lost weight. He truly loves you."

Kaiji knelt down and pulled out a golden ring with a green glass jewel. "No matter the risk, Yoichi, I want to stay with you for the rest of my life. If we can't stay here, then will you leave the forest with me?"

Yoichi's eyes blurred with tears of happiness. Perhaps a monster did not deserve this, but he could no longer deny himself. He slid the ring onto his finger. "You make me feel human again. I love you so much. Anywhere you go, I will go with you."

The journey was made swiftly and frantically. Kaiji and Sanzou had already packed their belongings and rolled up their tents. They quickly changed clothing. Kaiji offered a fur coat to Yoichi. Shivering a little, Yoichi accepted. It had been a long time since he'd experienced the feeling of "cold." Not since he'd been a child. He did not like those memories. And it wasn't even winter.

Yoichi insisted on helping carry the belongings, despite Kaiji's protests. He wanted to be useful. He also couldn't help noticing the sunlight dimming. When the sun set and Pentecost ended, he would once again be unable to leave his forest. He wasn't sure what would happen if he changed back into a Nyavka only after crossing the boundary of his domain, if he would be able to stay away from the river, but he was prepared to try.

Together, the three of them rushed down the mountain. Yoichi wished he could have said goodbye to his brother, in spite of everything. If he could write, he would have at least written a note, but there had been no one to teach them. This abandonment would devastate All for One (Hisashi). Despite all the betrayal, Yoichi couldn't help feeling guilty. But Yoichi knew his older brother would try to stop him from leaving if given a chance. Yoichi could not endanger Kaiji again. So he only whispered his goodbye to the wind.

When they reached the place where the forest ended, Yoichi stopped. He could see the fields of the villagers below, past the border of wormwood planted by someone who knew the herb had properties to keep out nymphs. He wanted so much to move forward—yet he felt sick. His legs trembled. If not for his temporary human state, he'd never be able to cross this boundary. He still wasn't sure if he could. Was this nerves, or a more powerful force making his feet heavy and his mouth dry? Having Kaiji and Sanzou watch him only made him more nervous. He shuffled a foot forward, then stopped. The forest was bathed in the red and purple rays of the sunset. They didn't have much time left.

His face kind, Kaiji held out his arms. "I'll carry you."

"Please do," Yoichi whispered, giving up on his pride. They threw their packs ahead of them. Then Kaiji scooped up Yoichi in his arms in a bridal carry and ran out of the forest.

Yoichi's ears filled with a humming sound. A crackle of pain ran down his spine. He buried his face into his lover's chest. Hot, raw power flowed between them.

Then they were out of the forest, and Yoichi could breathe again. Half laughing, half sobbing, he clung to Kaiji's shirt.

Kaiji set Yoichi down, then spun him around in a circle. "We're out! We escaped."

Yoichi laughed and pressed a greedy kiss to his lover's lips.

They started walking down the road, with Yoichi and Kaiji hand-in-hand.

The last bit of sun sank below the horizon. Yoichi flinched. "I'm cold."

Kaiji said, "I have gloves in my pack."

"You don't understand, love. The sun set, and I'm still cold. That shouldn't be possible." Yoichi shed his coat and turned around. "What do you see?" he demanded, tugging up his shirt.

Kaiji gasped. "Yoichi, there's a scar running down your spine, but you have skin covering up your back." His fingers lightly traced the scar. "You're still human."

"How is this possible?" Yoichi asked. "What does this mean?"

"I don't know," Kaiji admitted.

Behind them, an unholy howl came from the forest. It was grief and loss and betrayal all mixed together, the rage of an angry beast.

"What was that?" Sanzou jumped, looking over his shoulder.

"My brother," Yoichi said grimly. "He's realized I'm gone. But he can't leave the forest to chase after me. We're safe."

Nevertheless, with that horrible screaming behind them, they walked much faster.

Gigantomachia knew something was wrong from the moment he stepped into the forest. The animals were silent. A dark wind rustled through the breeze. The river had turned black and bubbling. Gigantomachia's mother would have slapped him on the back of his head and ordered him to flee. But he was too madly, hopelessly in love. He called, "All for One? What has happened?"

All for One exploded from the water. A spray struck the trees and the human in the face. Gigantomachia felt shocked to see the usually perfect Nyavka with eyes swollen from tears and his hair unkempt. The flowers on his crown had turned completely black including the leaves, yet they bloomed larger and fiercer than ever. In a sorrowful voice as deep as the ocean, All for One said, "My brother has been kidnapped."

"I'll help you," Gigantomachia said. "I'll do anything. How can I be of service?"

All for One stepped forward. Grabbing Gigantomachia's collar, he hissed, "There is only one way I can leave this forest before next year. I need you to make me more human." Then he dragged Gigantomachia down into a hungry, furious, biting kiss.

There was no love in All for One's eyes, only rage, but his rage had always made him even more beautiful. Gigantomachia kissed him back and let the dark madness consume him.

Yoichi loved everything about the village. He loved the stained-glass window on the church, he loved the marketplace full of sounds and colors, and he loved the children playing Cat and Mice in the fields. Kaiji laughed and said that they would have to take Yoichi to a larger city to see more if he liked this little village so much. Yoichi loved eating human food, licking the crumbs and juicy fruit off his fingers. He had some trouble adjusting to shoes. They always seemed to pinch his feet. He did not understand why he couldn't still go barefoot.

The cobbles did not hurt his feet. Yoichi was still a bit tougher than the average human. He could understand the song of birds, and flowers bloomed around him. Kaiji also remained faster and stronger, as if some of Yoichi's old blessing still lingered. Even stranger, when Kaiji next took off his shirt, he found he had a scar running down his spine. Sanzou said perhaps they were somehow sharing the Nyavka power so neither of them was completely inhuman. None of the three of them could explain how such a thing could have happened. Yoichi would take the miracle. His urge to drown anyone had vanished. That was far more important to him than any powers. It meant he could finally kiss his lover again without fear.

They planned to leave soon, only partly to show Yoichi the big city. Though they didn't talk about it, they felt uneasy so near All for One—and whoever he controlled.

Kaiji was at the marketplace, selling furs and purchasing supplies for the journey. Meanwhile, Yoichi and Sanzou had borrowed the kitchen of the farming couple who had rented out a room to them. Sanzou was teaching Yoichi how to bake bread. They'd started with a simple Bublyk bread roll. Despite a little awkwardness, Yoichi had quickly come to get along with Sanzou. They bonded over a mutual wish for Kaiji to look after himself more.

Flinging the door loudly open, Kaiji called, "I'm back."

Yoichi ran over and kissed him. "I missed you."

"I missed you more." Kaiji licked a dab of flour off his lover's nose. "Every moment away from your side feels like eternity—"

Sanzou coughed loudly. "Jeez, you were only gone a few hours. I don't know how I put up with you two."

Yoichi laughed and buried his face into Kaiji's neck, inhaling the scent of sweat and humanity. This felt like home. He did not have words for all the emotions in his heart. The vine of flowers creeping up the window said it all by bursting into full bloom.

OMAKE TIME!

Omake: Third Deserves a Vacation

Yoichi: My urge to drown is gone.

Second: Oh, that explains why I got the urge to drown a rat the other day—kidding!

Yoichi: I don't mind, I've hated rats ever since I was a baby.

Third: I mind. That had better be a joke. I'm putting up with enough nonsense already.

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Omake: People Who Just Might Live Near Wherever the Trio Settles Down

All Might: Those two were definitely human, weren't they?

Nana: Shhhhh, let them have their fun. I have a soft spot for nymph-human romance.

En: So do I, that's why I gave them some advice in my peddler guise.

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Omake: Our Dysfunctional Side Couple Part Two

All for One: I need to become more human.

Gigantomachia: Because you've fallen in love with me?

All for One: No, this is about vaulting my brother as usual.

Gigantomachia: I'll still take it.

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Omake: Reconciliation

Second: It's great to see my love and my best friend getting along.

Third: We bonded over complaining about you.

Yoichi: Yeah, you don't look after yourself enough. You're too reckless. And you have terrible taste in romance.

Third: No, Yoichi, I changed my mind about you. We're good now. Everyone wants to drown Kaiji sometimes.

Second: I have very mixed feelings about this.

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Omake: The Disclaimer

Author: I would like to be clear that this is only a story, in real life it would be a terrible idea to stay in a relationship after someone tried to kill you. I'm writing a dark romance not relationship goals. In stories you can turn a frog into a prince and a monster into a human with a kiss. But in real life if someone decides to become a monster, you can't love that out of him.

Third: Amen.

Second: Unless he has perfect hair.

Third: NO!

Author's Note: This concludes part one, but All for One isn't done scheming yet, so I have a part two forthcoming. This AU has gripped me too strongly to let go.

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