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A/N
The plot thickens, and all that. Weird, who actually thought this would
have plot? And frankly, I was expecting something else entirely to do the
‘thickening.’ Gotta have a little talk with
those unruly characters, dang it.
So, not
so many laughs in this one. There are some coming up
in a chapter or two. Hopefully it’ll still be interesting!
Chapter 19 – The Hot Springs
Much to Inuyasha’s
dismay, the village actually had two hot
springs on the east side, one on either end of the
village. Traditionally, the southern end was for the men, the northern
for the women. Stupid, in his opinion, but Kagome had pitched a royal fit
that he ‘follow local customs,’ so here he sat on the
men’s side, bored as hell.
Hey, Kagome won’t order me
around anymore once I’m her husband, mocked his conscience. Are you sure
you aren’t a prophet or something?
Oh fuck off.
Anyway, it could
have worked out that way.
Yeah, in
the land of Delusion and Denial, maybe. What a dope.
Screw you, asshole.
Inuyasha grumbled to himself, fuming.
Stupid little Shippou got to go hang out with his
Kagome on the other side. What did he get? He got to see Miroku’s bare chest. How fucked up was that?
Who the hell wanted to see the houshi’s stupid,
lily-white chest?
He glanced at Miroku’s body soaking in the hot water. No way
was he getting in water that hot. Ugh. How did Miroku
stand it? He really couldn’t understand why all the humans he hung out
with constantly wanted to immerse themselves in near boiling water.
Although, watching Kagome immerse herself,
especially when she used that bubbly, sweet smelling stuff…that was a different
story.
Lech.
Shut up.
He looked over at Miroku again. “So, what happened, Monk? I thought you
had these amazing seduction skills and stuff.” Inuyasha
said as he crouched next to the springs.
Miroku looked over at him. “Amazing seduction skills? What on earth are you talking
about?” he spoke rather slowly. Probably hurts to talk, thought Inuyasha, laughing at him. Since the afternoon, Miroku had managed to acquire a black eye, a swollen jaw,
and an impressive goose egg on the back of his head. All
courtesy of Sango.
“Yesterday, you, Sango, kissing and groping galore? I was really impressed.
But now… she’s kicking your ass, houshi. It’s sad. Pathetic.”
He said, shaking his head.
Miroku looked at him from the one eye that
wasn’t swollen and smiled painfully. “Actually, yesterday, Sango was acting uncharacteristically meek for some reason.
She’s simply back to her old self at the moment.”
Inuyasha thought about it. “So,
instead of you actually having skills, it was just Sango
being nice?”
“I wouldn’t say that…”
“You know, Kagome
thought I had skills.” Inuyasha boasted,
cutting him off, and Miroku chuckled, shaking his
head.
‘Inuyasha,
a gentleman does not kiss and tell.”
“Whose
telling? I didn’t say anything except the fact that I got skills…and you
don’t.” Inuyasha beamed at him.
“Inuyasha,
“ Miroku smiled against his
will. “You’re hopeless, you know that?” He leaned his head back against the
bank behind him and stared at the steam rising into the darkened sky. In
a quiet voice, he said, “Kagome and you seem to be reconciling yourselves to
this marriage much more quickly than I would have expected. I’m glad.”
“Thanks.” Inuyasha responded after a moment. “I’m guessing you and Sango ain’t doin’
so hot?”
“Things could be better.
However, I view her behavior today as a step in the right direction. “ At Inuyasha’s skeptical look, he
continued. “Oddly enough, I’d rather she fight with me. All
yesterday, she seemed frightened and on edge. And I haven’t the
slightest idea why.”
“Sango,
frightened? You’re kidding, right?” Huh, should’ve caught
that. What were you doin’ yesterday, nose?
Concentrating on
Kagome, baka.
Nose?!!
Of course not, his
conscience sneered, when was the last time a body part spoke? Now stop
talking to me and pay attention.
“…I would swear that she
was frightened every time I got near.” Miroku was
saying.
“Yeah,
right. Sango’s never been afraid of you. It’s not as
though you can hurt her. Well, maybe with the wind tunnel, but she’d have
to be going crazy to worry about that. Are you sure you’re not imagining
things? Ya know, when you get all worked up
like that, your brain won’t work real well.”
“Thank you for that little
tidbit, O Scholar of Lustful Impulses.” Miroku said
wryly. “But as ‘preoccupied’ as I might have been yesterday, I
wasn’t imagining her reaction. Still, I don’t understand why she was so
frightened and yet went out of her way to, well, not to invite my advances,
precisely. She simply…”
“She didn’t pound you flat
like she normally does. Which you’d think she would, if she was really
scared you’d hurt her or somethin’.” Inuyasha mused
“I never said she thought I
would do her an injury.” Miroku said.
“Well, what the hell else
would scare her every time you come near? It can’t be the groping, ‘cause you’ve done that for months and it never bothered her
enough to scare her. And you’re not that ugly.” He ignored Miroku’s raised eyebrow as he continued, “So, it’s not like
it could be anything else, is it?”
Miroku stared straight ahead, trying to
think. “I don’t know. If she’s not afraid of injury, and she’s not
afraid of, uh, my attentions, then what remains for her to fear?” Miroku was sure he was right on the verge of the
answer. Was there some way he could harm Sango
that he wasn’t aware of? Something…
Inuyasha grunted, “Who the hell knows.
She’s a girl, though, right? You just know that means it’s
gonna be somethin’ weird
and crazy. I mean, look at Kagome! She used to sit me all the time
for no reason at all!”
Miroku shook his head, “There was usually
a reason, Inuyasha, you
merely missed it most of the time. Honestly, you have been rather
oblivious when it comes to Kagome’s finer feelings, especially considering how
much she…cares about you.” Miroku’s eyes grew
wide. No….it couldn’t be. But, could Sango…?
“Inuyasha,
you don’t think…”
“What?”
“Could Sango
be afraid that I would…hurt her?”
“Isn’t that what I just
said?” Inuyasha said, annoyed.
“Not hurt in that
way! Just thinking of Kagome…is Sango worrying
more about her feelings? Does she think that I could hurt them in some
way?” he muttered more to himself than Inuyasha
Inuyasha shook his head. “See, that’s why I
stayed alone for so long! You don’t have friends, you don’t have to worry
about feelings and all that crap. You just kill whoever pisses you off.
Well, or beat the shit out of ‘em. Rip off an
arm, maybe…”
“AHEM.” Miroku
cleared his throat loudly, glaring, “Back to the topic at hand?”
“Oh,
yeah. Whatever. What crap were you just talking about?”
“Sango.” Miroku glared again until he saw
the taunting gleam in Inuyasha’s eyes, and he
snorted. “Speaking of people who anger others…”
“Heh, got ya,
didn’t I? No really, I’m listening. So, Sango
might think you’re gonna make her cry, ‘cause I guess
she actually is a girl and they worry about shit like that. Anything else?”
After rolling his eyes, Miroku sat without saying a word for a minute. Inuyasha was about to get up and shake the man to make him
speed it up when Miroku spoke again, “So what I have,
then, is that Sango-sama’s fearful behavior started
once we wed, and so it is likely related to something that marriage itself
would change. As she’s never been reticent in protecting her body, I can
only assume that particular challenge is not at issue here.”
“Well, you have been coming
on pretty strong lately, monk.”
Miroku shook his head, “Trust me, she has
the ability to stop that particular activity cold. Or should I say, she
believes she does.” He smirked slightly before shaking his head. “That being
the case, it looks more likely that she is worried about something more
esoteric than physical touching. And to top it all off, Shippou has overheard her say that there is something she
is desperately attempting to hide from me. If it’s not related to the
physical, if she feels that she can protect her body, perhaps…perhaps she is
protecting some particular thought or feeling from me?” He stopped, his
eyes positively glowing, “Could it be that she has feelings for me?”
“You’re askin’
me? How the hell should I know?”
“It was a rhetorical
question, Inuyasha.”
“Whatever. Kagome ‘s always saying you both have the hots for each other, that’s all I know. Although she
was right about you, so maybe she actually knows what she’s talking
about.”
“Kagome thinks that Sango cares for me?” And she was in Sango’s confidence, wasn’t she? If anyone would know
what she thought, it would be Kagome. And she thought Sango
cared for him!
“I think she said somethin’ more like ‘they’re both totally in love with each
other.’ Something sappy like that.”
“She thinks Sango loves me?” Miroku
looked so stunned Inuyasha was tempted to poke him
just to see if he would tip over. “Sango
loves me…” He smiled, big and broad. His smiled quickly faded however.
“But, if she truly loves me, and we’ve married, why is she still so
terrified? Does she think I would reject her, even though we’re already
wed? I thought she understood how I felt.”
“You
serious?” Inuyasha looked at the confused Monk, “Man,
and you guys call me dense. Houshi, you
womanize like it’s an athletic event. What woman wouldn’t run
screaming from that? Well, or kill ya. I
don’t get why Sango doesn’t just pound you when that
shit happens and take care of it that way, but, eh…that’s just me.”
“But…we’re married
now.” At Inuyasha’s look he scowled slightly. “I
would not break my wedding vows by becoming an adulterer!”
Inuyasha snorted loudly.
“And what is that supposed
to mean?” Miroku asked, offended.
“You’re not going to break
your wedding vows? Yeah, like any of us believe that.”
“I am telling the truth!”
“Houshi,
you’re a monk. You took vows for that too. But you chase women, you
lie, you steal, and you’re a cheat!”
After a moment’s pause, Miroku sighed deeply, “All right, I admit I can see why Sango might doubt I would adhere to our wedding vows.
But however unlikely the circumstances, I made these vows as an
adult. I will not betray them.”
“If you
say so.” Inuyasha said slowly. “Too bad you and Shippou
are sharing the room with Sango tonight, though, or
maybe you’d get a chance to tell her that.”
Miroku smiled. “We’re not. I talked
to our host just after the girls left for the hot springs and persuaded him to let Shippou stay with his older daughters in their room for the
night.”
“You sly
little bastard.”
Inuyasha said, admiring. “I take it all back.
You do have seductive skil-.”
Inuyasha suddenly stood up, looking out into
the darkness. “What the hell…” he said. He took off running, leaving a confused
Miroku behind to clamber out and wrap some of his
robes around his waist briefly before he ran after him. A minute later, Miroku heard what had set the hanyou
off.
“Inuyasha!! Miroku!! Inuyasha!!”
Shippou’s high pitched voice was panicked and shrill.
Miroku caught up to Inuyasha
within moments, the hanyou holding onto a grubby,
tear streaked Shippou and trying to get him to talk
through his sobbing.
“What the hell is
wrong? Stop blubbering already and tell me!” Inuyasha
said roughly, smacking the kitsune in the head,
shocking him into silence for a moment, “Where’s Kagome? Did something
happen to Kagome?”
Shippou began to wail again, “She’s gone!
She’s gone, he took her!” Inuyasha felt
something cold slide into his chest.
“What do you mean,
gone? Who took her? What happened, dammit!” He should have gone with them, and fuck the local
customs. He should have been with her!
Dread filled Miroku as he saw that Sango
hadn’t followed the little fox demon, “Sango.
Where’s Sango, Shippou?
Is she with Kagome?” Shippou continued to wail. “Calm
down, Shippou! We need to know what has
happened!”
Shippou gulped back another sob and nodded,
biting his lip. “I… I th-think Sango’s d-dead!” he
ended on another wail.
“Dead?” Miroku
said blankly, shaking his head. “No. No, she can’t… She was
just…” his entire face hardened and he reached down and grabbed Shippou by his shirt front. “Where is she?” Shippou continued to wail and Miroku
shook him. “Where IS she, Shippou! Where’s Sango?”
“a-at the
hot springs. He just took Kagome.
But, Sango won’t wake up! I tried and tried,
but she won’t…” Miroku let go and turned, sprinting
in a beeline through the sparse woods towards the women’s springs.
Inuyasha grabbed up Shippou
and sped after him, growling at Shippou in his
arms. “It was Naraku, wasn’t it?” he asked,
sick inside.
“No, no you don’t
understand! It wasn’t Naraku, it was Kichiro. Kichiro took
her.” Relief flooded him for a moment. It wasn’t Naraku,
thank the Gods. Wait a second. Kichiro? That damn, perverted cat had Kagome?
“That
cowardly, ass-grabbing, donkey-faced, son of a whore! If he’s hurt her…” He cut
himself off and concentrated on running faster. Just hold on, Kagome,
I’m coming.
Kagome was pinning up her
hair, getting ready to undress for the springs, humming to herself. Sango had already stripped down to her juban,
but then again, it always took her longer to undress anyway; she needed the
head start. Both Kagome and Sango were feeling
rather bubbly; they’d been ecstatic at a chance to really bathe for the first
time in days. The only issue had been Inuyasha’s original
insistence on keeping an eye on things, as
usual.
What a disaster that would
have been, thought Kagome. They might not have even let us use the springs at all if he hadn’t finally agreed to go
away!
Sango was sitting on the edge of the
springs, her hand poised to disrobe completely, when she paused, “You don’t
think they’ll spy on us this time, do you?”
“Well, you know Inuyasha won’t…and I would imagine he’ll keep Miroku in line.”
“Only
because Inuyasha doesn’t want him to see you.” Sango
said, smiling slightly and chuckling, “I cannot believe you pitched a fit like
that to keep them away. I thought I was watching a child have a temper
tantrum.”
Kagome blushed slightly,
but shrugged, nonetheless. “It worked, didn’t it? Sometimes one has
to descend to Inuyasha’s level to get a point across,
that’s all.” She looked at Sango and they both
giggled.
“It’s really pretty here,
isn’t it?” Kagome said, looking around the hot springs once the giggles subsided. “I
don’t think I’ve ever seen steam that looked pink in the moonlight
before. Look how thick it is! I feel like I’m in the middle of a
cloud.” Sango didn’t respond, and Kagome
looked over at her to see her leaning back on her hands, staring straight ahead
dreamily.
“Sango? Yoo hoo, Sango-chan!”
She called out, laughing at her friend’s distracted air.
She frowned as Sango continued staring. “Sango,
are you all right?” she asked. Sango finally
turned her head to look at her in slow motion. She looked confused for a
moment, and then smiled and collapsed limply backwards onto the ground. “Sango!’ Kagome jumped to
her feet, or tried to anyway. Her legs refused to bear her weight as she
pushed on them and she dropped to her knees for a moment before falling on her
side. She was able to push herself up on her hands, but no matter what she
tried, she couldn’t get her legs to obey her wishes. Frightened and
angry, she attempted to crawl over to Sango.
Gritting her teeth, she was able to drag herself a few feet closer before her
arms stopped responding as well, and she fell onto her side once more. Face
tingling, hands numb and heavy, legs completely unresponsive, she lay on the
ground helplessly, breathing hard.
The mist was slowly
dissipating, the color returning to the pale, moonlit gray she was used to,
when she finally heard footsteps coming near and managed to turn her head with
glacial speed, trying to stay awake.
“Shippou?”
she whispered, “Shippou, please help… something’s
wrong…” Her vision was blocked briefly as someone strode next to her head
before crouching down to peer into her face.
“Ki-chi-ro?”
“Hello, sweetling.”
There was a long pause as he smiled at her, reaching down to stroke a clawed
finger across her cheek. She silently screamed at her body to move.
What was he doing? “Feeling a bit sleepy, are we?”
Kagome felt herself hoisted
into the air and closed her eyes, fighting nausea as the world spun
dizzily. She was wrapped tightly in something dark and furry that smelled
rather like some wet, feral animal.
“Don’t worry,
the vapors will wear off soon. I’ll make certain not to start anything
without you. After all, I wouldn’t want to take advantage of you in this
condition, now would I?” Kichiro asked in a teasing
voice. He leaned over, rubbing his face slowly over her hair.
“Inu-yasha.” She whimpered, opening her eyes again in alarm, and felt
him vibrate as he chuckled.
“I wouldn’t count on him
coming any time soon, little one. After my performance earlier today, I’m the last
person he’ll be looking for.” She couldn’t stop angry tears from leaking out
and she would swear his voice softened. “Oh, it won’t be so bad.
Trust me, I can make certain you enjoy it. I
won’t hurt you more than I must.”
His expression suddenly changed
and his eyes shone eerily in the dark, “However, I will hurt Inuyasha. I am sorry, my dear, but I can’t pass up
this opportunity.” He bared his fangs slightly, his gaze boring through the
misty waters in front of him.
“Not only did he come here,
but he left his woman alone and unprotected. He practically gift-wrapped
you for me. Now I finally get the chance help him discover what it’s like
to fail his woman utterly. I can finally make certain he suffers.”
He hissed, then took a few deep breaths, visibly
calming himself. Looking down at her again, a sad smile crossed his
face. “A pity you had to become involved, but…well, we’ll both simply
have to make the best of what the fates have offered us.” Kagome felt her body
trying to shudder, tears still trailing down her cheeks as she desperately
tried to move, to scream, anything!
He took a moment to lift
her higher and tossed her over a shoulder, obviously done talking. She
could see the hot springs
receding out of the corner of her eye, knew he was taking her somewhere, and
she still couldn’t even get the energy to push him away. I’m so sorry,
Inuyasha, she thought bleakly. I can’t
stop him. Please, help me! Please…
Shippou froze as he came over the lip of
the hill hiding the hot springs
and witnessed the end of Kagome’s abduction. Below him, he could just
make out Sango, laying pale
and still on the bank of the springs, while a tall man was walking away,
carrying Kagome over his shoulder. The man paused for a moment, looking
back at Sango briefly before the half-demon turned
and sped off.
Shippou stared after him, his mouth open in
shock as he recognized Kichiro, before he scampered
across the intervening distance and up to Sango’s
pale form. What did he do to them? He finally scrambled over
to Sango, biting his lip at her stillness.
“Sango?”
he said tentatively, looking frantically between Sango
and where Kichiro had walked away. As Sango lay there, unmoving, he began to whine deep in his
throat. “Sango?” he reached out to touch her and started crying. “Sango? Wake up, Sango!” Shaking her shoulder
frantically, “Sango! Sango!”
Miroku raced along the edge of the
village, miraculously avoiding the moonlit trees in his path. His brain felt
hollow. He didn’t want to think, to feel anything until he could see.
If he could just see her, it would be all right. He was sure Shippou was wrong. He had to be wrong. Miroku broke from the trees as he crossed the path leading
to the women’s springs and veered onto it, tripping on the cloth around his
waist and legs as he went. As soon as he crested the hill, he looked
down. Sango, barely illuminated by the
moonlight and nearby torches, lay on her back in her underthings,
perfectly still.
“No.” he breathed, “Oh no,
please, no…Sango. Sango!” He scrambled down,
sliding as he went until he ended up kneeling at her side. She hadn’t
stirred once, and with all the noise he was making, did that mean she was-? He
tried to feel her heart beat, but his own was pounding so hard that he couldn’t
tell if what he felt belonged to him or Sango.
He watched, tight as a bowstring, for some sign of life. When her chest
finally moved, he closed his eyes for a moment as he realized he hadn’t lost
her
.
“Oh, thank the Gods, you’re
still with us.” He watched for a moment, confirming to himself that her
chest really moved, that she still lived. It
wasn’t until he heard Inuyasha rushing in from behind
him that he tried to rouse her.
“Sango?”
he put a still shaking hand on her head, smoothing her hair. “Sango, can you hear me?”
Shippou was still crying. “She’s dead, I
told you, she’s…”
“She’s still alive, Shippou.” Miroku cut him off,
“But I don’t know why she won’t wake up…Shippou,
bring one of the torches over.” Shippou grabbed one
of the 2 torches the women had embedded in the soft dirt around the springs and
brought it close. Miroku had already looked at
her front, so he ran his hands around the back of her head and neck, checked
her hands and feet, gently rolled her over for a moment to look along her back,
and finally he started undoing her juban.
Inuyasha cursed. “Miroku,
for the love of… What the hell do you think you’re doing? This
isn’t the time, you fucking lech!”
Miroku continued to disrobe Sango. “Turn around, Inuyasha.”
“What? I will not,
you damn…”
Miroku stopped, turning to glare fiercely
at him. “I can’t see a reason she should be unconscious. I need to check
for what might lie underneath her clothing, a bite or a wound, something that
could cause this! TURN AROUND, Inuyasha. You’re
wasting time!”
Inuyasha turned, embarrassed, furious, and
scared to death for both Kagome and Sango.
“Sorry, dammit.”
“Apology accepted.
Now shut up and let me examine her.” Miroku said
harshly.
Inuyasha stalked off, prowling the springs
on the opposite side where Shippou told them he’d
seen Kichiro head off, looking for Kagome’s
scent. “It’s gone. What did that fucker do? The hot springs
smell strong enough as it is, but he’s done something…I can’t find her scent
leading out from here at all!” he scowled, rubbing the growing ache in his
forehead.
“Miroku!”
he called out, “It’s fading, but something’s been in the air around here, all
over the place. It’s already giving me a headache.”
Miroku, refastening Sango’s
clothing after a fruitless examination, paused. “If there was some sort of drug
released into the air, it might leave a trace smell. Sango
doesn’t seem to have any injuries to explain what has happened, but a soporific
or poison would account for this. If it was subtle enough, she would likely
never even have thought to defend herself.” He said, looking at the hiraikotsu that still lay on the ground next to her outer
garments. Miroku was starting to regain his
equilibrium. Sango was still alive. They
still had time.
“You may come back now, Inuyasha. I’m done.” He called out, not taking his eyes
from Sango.
Inuyasha stomped back angrily. “Why’d
this bastard just take Kagome? What’s he gonna
do with her, dammit?” Inuyasha
asked, clenching and unclenching his fists.
“Maybe
the jewel shards?”
Miroku speculated, rubbing Sango’s
hands vigorously as he continued to try and rouse her.
“They’re still here.
She took them off.” Shippou said,
looking at the small pile of towels and belongings the women had brought with
them.
“What the hell does that
asshole want with my Kagome?! Miroku, I – I’ve gotta go find her. You can…take care of Sango, right? I have to find Kagome!”
Miroku nodded, still watching his wife
intently. “I know. You go find Kagome, and we’ll work on fixing
whatever ails Sango. But Inuyasha? Make sure you find out what he’s
done to Sango-sama before you kill him.” he said
calmly, the other man’s death a foregone conclusion, “We need to know what this
is, if we need to acquire an antidote.” Inuyasha
nodded and started circling the edge of the springs, looking for footprints,
scents, anything that would help him find Kagome and Kichiro.
Miroku pinched sharply on the sensitve skin on the back of Sango’s
neck, which managed to bring her around enough to moan softly before she went
completely under again. He looked up at a soft mewing to see Kirara wobble out from a small bush a few feet away.
She sat down rather drunkenly, watching Sango with
concern, but otherwise, she didn’t seem harmed. At least there was one
piece of good news, he thought.
Please, let this just
have put Sango to sleep as well.
After walking over to put
an arm around the diminutive cat, Shippou, still
hiccupping from all his weeping, looked back to Miroku.
“Will she be okay?” he asked in a small voice.
“I hope so. The fact
that Kirara is awake now is a good sign, I think. If
it was a drug, I don’t know if it will affect humans similarly, but…we can
hope. And if Kichiro went to this much trouble
to kidnap Kagome-sama, he probably wanted her alive,
so he’d likely avoid any strong poisons. We’ll need to keep Sango comfortable until Inuyasha
returns, though, and we can discover what was used for certain. I’ll take
her to our room in the village.” He said, picking up her limp body with
delicate care.
“What do you think Kichiro wants with Kagome?” Shippou
asked, gnawing on one of his fists.
Miroku firmed his lips and looked down at Sango before he answered. “I have no idea.” He
lied. If the jewel shards weren’t a concern, then considering the man’s
reputation among the villagers, there could be a number of unsavory reasons
that might explain Kagome’s abduction. It seemed rather extreme to go to these
lengths for a woman when most of them around seemed willing, but then again,
some men enjoyed the challenge of that sort of thing. Sick
bastards.
I hope Inuyasha
can get there in time, he prayed silently.
“Come, Shippou,
we need to get her back to the village. If we’re lucky, maybe someone
there knows of a substance which produces these effects. Don’t forget the
shards.” He reminded quickly, and turned, heading back to the village.
Inuyasha, meanwhile, was growing more and
more frantic. Without Kagome’s scent to follow, he was left to try and
track down Kichiro, but the bastard’s scent was
everywhere! It was like he’d tramped through the entire area for hours.
“You’ve been planning this
for a while, haven’t you, you fucker.” Trying to pick out a fresh trail from
all the residual ones was taking so long that Inuyasha
was close to panic, thinking of what might be happening to Kagome while he was
forced to move at a snail’s pace.
It was like Kouga all over again, except at least then they’d had Shippou’s trail to follow. This time… You
had better not hurt her, you fucking bastard, or I will rip out your throat and
feed your liver to the crows. He quivered with rage and terror,
trying to force himself to go faster.
A/N Okay, I’m such a
softie. You get the next chapter too, so the only cliffie
here is waiting for the next page to load, heh.
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