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The Sweetest Victory	By : mischiefmaker Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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A/N: I apologize for the wait. Hopefully, it�ll be
worth it! And many thank yous to Sinari
for the beta. ^^
Warnings: Yaoi! though nothing graphic
Pairings this chapter: SasuNaru/NaruSasu
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
or any of its characters, although I absolutely ADORE Inner Sakura. <3

The Sweetest Victory
Chapter 5: All�s Fair in Love and War

She had always dreamed vividly. How could she not when
Inner Sakura ruled her nocturnal world with her typical �take no prisoners�
attitude unchecked? And while Sakura may not always remember her dreams after
waking, the ones she did were indeed their own form of therapy.

Which was why she was utterly pissed when she was pulled
from the wonderful depths of her subconscious where her asshole teammates had
been tied up with chakra strands and were about to be
beaten senseless.

I had just gotten to the spankings, damn it!
Inner Sakura seethed. She�d really been looking forward to hearing the sweet,
popping sounds of their overly-inflated male egos bursting. Her fury only intensified
when she opened her eyes to find Naruto hovering
over her, his expression uncomfortable as he lightly shook her shoulder.

�Sakura-chan?�

Her reaction was immediate.

Sakura wasn�t sure whether it was from the
left-over hostility from her dream or the simple fact that she wasn�t ready to
be woken up, but either way, her fist still ended up in Naruto�s
face all the same.

�Ow! Next time I�ll just throw
something at you from across the room when we�re about to leave,� the blond
grumbled as his hand covered his left eye.

�At least I didn�t pull a kunai on you.� Ignoring the look
of shocked hurt on her teammate�s face, Sakura quickly slipped past him and
into the adjoining bathroom.

With a sigh, she turned on the faucet and began washing
her face. The coolness was soothing, and with each splash, she felt a tiny bit
of her irritation rinse away. �That was unfair of me,� Sakura thought as she
grabbed the towel off the rack behind her and pressed her face into it. �Ugh.
What�s really unfair is that I feel guilty about that even after
what they pulled last night,� she grumbled. Stupid boys.
They probably had a nice laugh about it afterwards.

Dejectedly, Sakura tossed the towel back on the rack and
began brushing her teeth hard enough to make her gums bleed. The sound of the
door to their room opening and closing caught her attention as she spit a
mouthful of pink foam into the sink.

�She punched you?� It was Sasuke;
he sounded vaguely amused.

�Yeah,� Naruto sighed, and then
in a hushed tone added, �If I didn�t know different, I�d say she was raggin� again.�

She gaped for a moment and quickly took back all the
apologies she wasn�t going to tell him.

�And how would you know when I am, Na-ru-to?!� she snapped, pointing her toothbrush accusingly at
the door leading back to their room.

�Er�� Somebody mumbled
something, but she didn�t even really care that she couldn�t hear it.
Mortification over what she�d just screamed along with the confirmation that
yes, they were aware of her cycles was slowly creeping over her.

�Damn it!� she growled quietly to herself as she attempted
to shove Inner Sakura down and gag her. �Get ahold of
yourself.� Subject matter aside � because she just wasn�t even going to touch that
right then � biting everyone�s heads off was not the way she�d wanted to start
off her morning. Yes, she was pissed, but they didn�t really need to know how
upset she was.

Taking another deep breath to compose herself,
Sakura rinsed her mouth out and quickly gathered her things. By the time she
strode back into the room to put her toiletries in her bag, her calm mask was
back in place. With her back to her teammates, Sakura went to work gathering
her bedroll and making sure she�d left nothing else in the room.

The silence between the three of them was deafening.

It wasn�t until after her stuff was packed and she�d sat
down to begin fastening her shin guards that anyone dared to say anything.

�Sakura-chan?�

Her only response was a soft �Hmm,� as she continued onto
the next buckle without looking up.

�Um, well, are you�? I mean, about yesterday, I�� Naruto began but couldn�t seem to find the best way to say
it. A snort from Sasuke interrupted him anyway.

Her eye twitched as Inner Sakura quickly clawed her way
out of her box once again shaking her fist wildly and screaming, Oh, no, he didn't! Typical reaction or not, he
really needed to learn when to keep his thoughts to himself. She turned to face
her teammates then, intent on giving them a verbal lashing they�d never forget,
but karma was against her yet again as Kakashi chose
that particular moment to waltz into the room.

�So,� he began in that falsely-cheerful tone they�d grown
so accustomed to over the years, �Everyone ready?�

�Definitely,� Sakura growled, snatching her bag up off the
floor and storming out the door.

~*~

Naruto was watching her again,
she realized as the group headed back to Konoha. It
was different from their previous genjutsu where
afterwards he�d been amusedly sneaking peeks at her every time Kakashi was near them. No, this time she could practically
taste the worry radiating off of him.

Good, Inner Sakura growled. He should be
worried.

Sasuke wasn�t. The only times
he�d bothered to spare her a glance was when he pointed out just how far behind
she�d fallen.

�Of course,� she thought as she rolled her eyes. But oddly
enough, for once she was actually kind of glad. Sakura was already pissed at
both of them; having someone like Sasuke pity her on top of that would only make it that much worse.

�I can�t believe I�m actually grateful he can be a
heartless bastard.� But the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was
better this way. Naruto�s attack of conscience was
already annoying enough. And yes, she was rational enough to realize how
irrational that was, but she didn�t care. She was tired and cranky and wanted
nothing more at that moment than to curl up somewhere and sleep like the dead.

Sakura glanced down at her shadow as she trudged along the
path. They�d been traveling a while; the early morning sun that had been on
their backs when they�d left was now directly
overhead. Sadly, they still had a long way to go, and she was already
exhausted, she realized as she fought to not fall too far behind, yawning all
the while. Damn, she was so freaking tired!

�Of all the nights for me to not be able to sleep,� she
grumbled. It wasn�t for lack of wanting, of course, but when finishing guard
duty found her in closed quarters with her teammates after what they�d done,
agitation had been the only thing to come easily to her. She�d spent a good
couple of hours glaring at the ceiling, Sasuke�s (admittedly
delicious) back, and Naruto�s drooling, perfectly
content face.

Sakura frowned at the growing gap between herself and the rest of the team and tried to pick up the
pace once again. Her frown only deepened when Naruto
took notice and declared loudly to anyone listening that he would imminently
die of starvation if they didn�t break soon.

She wasn�t about to protest stopping for a while, though.

They found a nice shaded area a little further north, and
Sakura dropped heavily beneath the nearest tree without even removing her pack.
If she leaned her head just so, she might be able to catch a short nap.

She realized she would have no such luck when her ears
picked up the sound of approaching footsteps followed by Naruto�s
distinct voice asking, �So, is this chunk of rotten log taken?�

She cracked an eye open to glare at her teammate.
Unfortunately, she didn�t look half as intimidating as she�d wanted to and
blamed that on exhaustion instead of the fact that he was grinning in that way
that tended to disarm people. Sakura made a mental note to kill whoever had
taught him that.

�If you don�t mind sharing with the termites and possibly
a snake or two,� she sighed

�Ha! As if some bugs could defeat the great Uzumaki Naruto,� he laughed as he
sat down across from her and started digging through his stuff.

�Shino would take offense to that,� she dryly responded.

�Yeah, well, he�s not here, is he?� He flashed her a grin before taking a large bite from a muffin he�d
pulled from his pack. She only raised an eyebrow. �Tell ya
what. Can I buy your silence with one of these?� he asked, holding up his snack
as he attempted to wave it enticingly in front of her. �Cause between you and
me, his bugs are kinda creepy.�

She didn�t resist the urge to roll her eyes. �A half-eaten muffin? No thanks.�

Naruto chuckled as he pulled a
fresh one from his bag and tossed it to her. Sakura caught it easily and
glanced over at her teammate. It smelled good, and she noticed for the first
time how hungry she actually was.

�How many of these do you have in there?� Sakura asked.
�My silence might not be so easily bought.�

When he smiled widely, she knew the answer before he had the
chance to speak.

�Well, I stopped by the kitchen on the way out and a whole
tray might�ve found its way into my bag.�

Sakura laughed despite herself. �I�m starting to think
you're a kleptomaniac on top of being an alcoholic, loudmouthed pervert.�

�Oh, kinky,� he replied.

Sakura shook her head and bit into her muffin.

Silence lingered between them as they ate. She had no real
interest in making small talk even if she was too tired to really be utterly
pissed at him at that moment. It was odd for Naruto
to be so quiet, though, she realized a few minutes later. Glancing up from the
interesting spot just in front of his feet, Sakura saw that his smile was gone.
He was leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees, as he looked back at her
with that same expression he�d worn half the morning.

�I�m sorry,� he finally said after a long pause.

And just like that, the tentatively stable ground between
them was gone once again.

Sakura looked down and absently brushed the crumbs off her
shirt before nodding and pushing herself up from the ground. She took all of
two steps before Naruto appeared directly in front of
her and grabbed her by the shoulders, his head hunched down so he could look
her in the eyes.

�I mean it, Sakura-chan. We went
too far.�

The only thought running through her head right then was,
�he�s too close.� Her skin crawled with the need to put some distance between
them. They hadn�t been in such close proximity since yesterday morning when
he�d shoved her against the wall of their room, and so much had happened since
then. Feelings and images from the genjutsu quickly
flashed in her memory. His hands large and heavy on her shoulders � in her mind
at least, they�d felt her up the night before. Smells � some similar, some
different � that had been so intriguing when she�d only associated them with Sasuke invaded her senses once again.

His lips � she could still remember the feel of them on
her neck � were moving again, but damned if she heard what he was saying. Lost
in thought, Sakura distractedly watched his mouth shift and curve to form the
sounds, the quick glimpses of teeth and tongue, and briefly wondered if kissing
him would be anything like kissing Sasuke.

As soon as that idea danced through her thoughts, Sakura�s
eyes widened, and she pulled away from him like she�d been burned.

�Sakura-chan?�

�I never kissed Sasuke!� she
vehemently reminded the traitorous part of her brain that apparently was out to
get her. This was ridiculous. It was just like with Kakashi.
She took another step back and readjusted the straps of her backpack, her
face set in a scowl. �I just need some distance. Then everything will be back
to normal, and I can forget this ever happened.�

�You okay?� Naruto�s expression
was worried and apologetic all at once, and when it immediately reminded Sakura
of the incident the morning before, she found she couldn�t stand to look
at him. She�d be happy to never see that expression on his face again.

�Fine,� she ground out through clenched teeth as she
brushed past him, reassuring herself once more that a little time and distance
would fix it all, and marched back onto the trail that led home. �Are we going
or what?�

No one argued with her, and for that she was grateful.

The rest of the journey was spent in near-silence on
Sakura�s part. Naruto would occasionally comment on
this or that. Things like, �That tree looks like the old hag�s face,� �Heh, did you see those two deer back there?� and �Yeah, Ero-sennin dragged me there once when he was drunk.� It was
a brothel, and the very disturbing mental images that statement conjured made
Sakura realize she was better off ignoring him completely.

Sasuke was� well, Sasuke: quiet, cool, and undeniably hot. Her eyes
trailed over him as she slowly took in the outline of muscle visible through
the fabric of his clothes with each movement. Occasionally a gust of wind would
pull the material taut and cause her pulse to quicken and her mouth to go dry.

�It�s not fair,� Sakura mentally sighed, torn between
wanting to just be near him and wanting to punch him in the face.

Over the years, she�d managed to convince herself that she
was fine with just being a friend and teammate to Sasuke.
She�d even somewhat convinced herself that her feelings were simply that of a
childhood infatuation. After last night, though, it was obvious the very
carefully pieced together wall of denial had begun to crumble.

It hurt to think about it,
really. She�d dreamt of being in that situation for years, and for a few brief
moments, it had been bliss. Was there truly no place Sasuke
wouldn�t go to win?

It wasn�t until she noticed his
eyes cut over to her that Sakura realized she was still staring at him. He
didn�t comment, of course, but out of no small parts embarrassment and
irritation, she felt the need to justify her intentions anyway.

Unfortunately, �You have
something on your face,� was the only thing she could think of right then. Holy
crap, that was lame! Inner Sakura complained just as soon as she said it.

Sasuke gave her a skeptical look but didn�t say anything, just
turned his attention back to the path they were traveling. After mentally
kicking herself a few times, Sakura blamed that too on her teammates�
back-handed genjutsu.

She frowned and kicked a rock. Why did they have to
do that? Things had finally grown comfortable between them. Sasuke�s
return had surprisingly been just as hard as his unexpected departure � old
wounds had been torn open, bled dry, and had eventually healed even if they
still itched from time to time � but now, everything was weird, their roles
jumbled and lines blurred. Well, on her end at least.

Sakura wanted more than anything for things to go back to
the way they were, where she wasn�t pining after Sasuke,
where she wasn�t wondering if Naruto�s mouth was good
for things other than talking, where she didn�t see the infuriatingly
interesting sight of Naruto with a hard-on every
fucking time she looked at the idiot, where she could talk to their team leader
and not remember tracing his abs with her tongue as she went further down�

�Ugh! I hate you both right now,� she grumbled
under her breath. A few days ago, things had been normal, and now, she couldn�t
think of anything sweeter than the two of them getting a taste of their own
medicine.
�
~*~

Naruto belched loudly and set
his second empty bowl down on the bar. It was great to be home if for no other
reason than eating at Ichiraku�s. No one could make a
bowl of ramen like the old man. It was a simple fact.

After he and Sasuke had parted
ways at the village gates � the jerk still wouldn�t admit that Naruto was the reason their mission had been a success �
he�d wasted no time getting over here. He glanced at the empty bowls stacked on
top of one another and briefly considered ordering a third. �Nah, I�ll swing by
in the morning for breakfast instead,� he decided.

�See ya tomorrow,� Naruto informed the owner as he paid for his meal. Nothing
could ruin this evening; he was sure of it. He was home, had a stomach stuffed
full of his favorite food, and Sakura-chan had been
smiling as she walked through the gates � that alone had been a huge weight off
his shoulders. All was right with the world, he decided as he brushed the
curtain aside and stepped out onto the dirt road.

And that was when he saw Sasuke
walking toward him with a bag of groceries dangling from one arm.

His cheerful expression almost faltered, but Naruto quickly recovered, reminding himself that nothing
could get rid of his contented smile right then, not even his damn-near
constantly grouchy teammate. He had the overwhelming urge to tell him as much,
so he quickly fell in step with the Uchiha as he
passed the ramen stand.

�You can argue with me all you want, but you won�t ruin my
night,� Naruto boasted, hands behind his head and
grin on his face.

Sasuke gave him a sideways
glance and shook his head. �You�re the one who wanted to argue earlier.�

His tone was still carefree as he laughed, �No way, man.
You totally started it.�

��And you�re doing it again,� Sasuke
pointed out with a smirk.

Naruto opened his mouth to
respond but quickly shut it when he realized what he�d been about to say.
Changing tactics, he simply replied, �I�m gonna
ignore that.�

He then turned his gaze up to the clear night sky and
noted the crescent moon was no longer low on the horizon. It was nice out -
still warm enough to be comfortable but no longer muggy; a light breeze lazed
its way down the street with them, which only seemed to reinforce Naruto�s mood, and a comfortable silence accompanied them a
few blocks before it was broken again.

�Come over.� Sasuke didn�t ask.
He never did, not that it really irritated Naruto. He
was well versed in Sasuke-speak by now. He simply
rolled his eyes and chuckled at the request.

�One of these days, you�re gonna
have to learn to ask, man. What if I have a hot date or something?�

Sasuke snorted. �I�m as close to
a hot date as you get, moron.�

�Well, aren�t we pathetic then? All we ever do is drink or
fight or drink and fight. And you never put out. It�s quite sad,� he
laughed as they continued their slow pace through the business district. When
he noticed Sasuke wasn�t laughing with him, he
glanced over at his friend. Usually comments like that at least earned him a
disgusted snort. The expression on Sasuke�s face was
contemplative, and Naruto didn�t know what to think. �Um?�

�And what if I did?� The question was quiet as Sasuke�s eyes stayed fixed intently on the path in front of
him.

Naruto blinked and almost lost
his balance when his foot found a pothole. Did he just�? Nah.
No way. He had to have heard wrong. Or it was a joke, the blond concluded. Sadly,
Sasuke pulling his leg was about as likely as Sasuke coming onto him, though.

Something was off. Maybe he didn�t hear all of it. Sasuke had been speaking rather softly after all. Yeah,
that had to be it. �What if you did what?�

Frowning, Sasuke turned toward
him, tension apparent in the tightly clenched muscles of his jaw. �Don�t make
me repeat myself,� he warned.

�Look, I don�t have a clue what you�re talking about, so
you�re gonna have to repeat it,� Naruto
growled back, his aggravation getting the best of him.

Across from him, Sasuke�s frown
deepened, and Naruto couldn�t help but mirror the
sentiment. What the fuck was going on? Suddenly Sasuke
closed the gap between them, going well beyond the Uchicha�s
preferred boundaries of personal space.

�You don�t know what I�m talking about?� he asked
skeptically. �You sure?� He leaned in closer, touching
his chest to Naruto�s as he spoke directly in his
ear. �I don�t think you�re really so stupid that you�d miss an offer when it�s
made, Dead Last.�

As Naruto sat, fighting the urge
to shiver at the sensation of warm breath ghosting against his ear, the large
hand hovering just over his ass as if it wanted to grab but thought better of
it verified what his mind was beginning to suspect. He�d heard right all along.
Holy shit! Uchiha Sasuke,
asshole extraordinaire, was coming onto him!

�Y�you�re serious?!�

�Ask again, and I�ll take it back,� he growled and,
seeming to notice they were still in the middle of the street, stepped back and
glared menacingly at Naruto. The blond only nodded
mutely in response.

His first impulse was to do something to make the Uchiha revoke the offer and laugh it off as his usual
idiocy. This was Sasuke after all, and while the idea
of seeing his stuck up teammate cut loose for once was tempting, this wasn�t
exactly the way he�d always imagined it would finally happen.

But at the same time, Naruto
couldn�t quite bring himself to walk away, and the only reason he could fathom
was simply that it was Sasuke. Sasuke
wanted to� with him?!

Naruto wasn�t as ignorant in the
way of sex as his female teammate believed. One didn�t spend three years
�information gathering� with Jiraiya and not learn a
thing or twenty, but his previous experiences all had one important similarity
(well, two if you count the fact that none of them had really known him):
they�d all been female.

And yet, here he was. Sasuke, Uchiha Sasuke, his
teammate, his rival, the friend who�d almost killed him, the lucky bastard who
could make any girl instantly wet her panties just by looking at her wanted in
his pants?! It was surreal, flattering, and quite honestly a little fucking weird.

In fact, Naruto realized now
that he thought about it, it was too good to be true. His eyes widened as
understanding slapped him in the face.

Sakura-chan.

He had no real proof � Sasuke
had very much talked and behaved like Sasuke after
all � just a gut feeling. This person standing in front of him waiting for some
sort of response wasn�t real, couldn�t be real.

�Hey, bastard, what makes you think I�ll accept?�

Sasuke smirked at that. �Better than nothing, right?�

That was all the reassurance Naruto
needed as his hands formed the seal for a kai. When
he was alone a moment later, he wasn�t sure if he was relieved or disappointed.

He shook his head to clear it of that thought. �I need to
find Sasuke.�

Leaping up onto the roof of the pastry shop behind him, Naruto glanced around.

�He�s probably not that way,� he said to himself, looking
in the direction he�d been walking. �She wouldn�t lead me right to him if I�m
supposed to think I�m already with him. That leaves� everywhere else. Damn, he
could be at home right now for all I know!� he sighed.

He then turned the opposite direction. �Hell, it would
probably just be easier to find Sakura-chan and make
sure she�s not after Sasuke. She�s bound to be
nearby.�

He leapt from roof to roof back toward the place where, as
far as he knew at least, the genjutsu had started. Naruto landed on the roof of Ichiraku
and didn�t bother trying to hide himself. If she didn�t take off the minute he
broke the genjutsu, she most likely knew what he was
doing, but that also meant she had to be close. A quick scan over the
immediately surrounding buildings turned up nothing.

�Damn it! Where is she?�

He dropped down to the ground and started down the street,
looking down each cross street he passed. When several blocks turned up nothing
more than a few irritated villagers, a couple of stray cats, and a rather
fragrant drunk leaning heavily against the building he�d just vomited on,
Naruto growled in frustration.

�I�m not gonna find either of
them at this rate.�

Up ahead, the street abruptly turned left with only a
small alley veering off to the right. He paused long enough to glance down the
alley, and Naruto practically sagged in relief when
he did. There was Sasuke leaning against the side of
a resale shop. Sighing, Naruto shook his head and
started to close the distance between them.

"All that stress over nothing," he chuckled.
When his eyes began to take in the condition of his teammate, though, he
stopped dead in his tracks, unable to believe what he was seeing. Sasuke's eyes were squeezed tightly shut, his face twisted
into a grimace, and as Naruto's gaze slid over the
rest of him, it was hard to miss the fact that Sasuke
was obviously aroused.

Oh, shit!

His eyes scoured the roof of the resale shop to his left
and the restaurant on his right, and then the neighboring buildings with no
luck, but when he looked a little further down the alley, though, he finally
spotted a shock of pink on a third story fire escape. She was sitting
half-shrouded in darkness; had it not been for a nearby streetlamp, he might
not have ever found her, he realized. Not surprisingly, Sakura was sitting with
her back against the brickwork, hands clasped in a seal he couldn't make out at
that distance but could easily guess which one it was.

Naruto turned his attention back
to Sasuke and began walking toward him, intent on
snapping him out of the genjutsu even if it meant
beating his ass right there in the alley.

He tried not to. Really he did, but it was damn near
impossible to keep his eyes off the erection straining against his teammate's
pants. Yes, Uchiha Sasuke,
it seemed, was human after all. Who knew? The thought almost made Naruto laugh. Okay, yeah, he'd seen him sneak peeks at
Sakura-chan's legs when he'd first returned to the
village, but who wouldn't? Hell, he's seen other kunoichi
eye her legs before, and while he realized the shin guards naturally just drew
a person's attention, his fantasies would never allow him to believe anything
less than them sexing her up with their eyes, of course. Many a night had been
spent with visions of Anko or Ino
(sometimes both) restraining and teasing his pink-haired teammate.

But then the sound of Sasuke (Sasuke!) moaning pulled his thoughts back to the
teammate in question, though, and Naruto couldn't
help but wonder what was going on in that genjutsu.
Was Sakura-chan seducing him? A pang of jealousy hit
him square in the gut at the thought, but turnabout was fair play, he supposed.
If anyone deserved to be brought up and left hanging, it was Sasuke. But damn, he was gonna be
pissy afterward, because whatever it was, Sasuke seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit! He paused, a good twenty feet still between them, as Naruto wondered if he should break the genjutsu
or just let it run its course. Did he really want to be the cause of that sort
of frustration? Not particularly.

�Uhn,
just get on with it, Dead Last!�

Naruto blinked once, then twice
before the full implication of that statement sunk in.

'EH?! Me?!'
Somewhere in the back of his brain, the tiny part that was running on
auto-pilot, Naruto realized his jaw was hanging open,
but the rest of it had temporarily shut down. He stared, wide-eyed and more
than a little surprised � fucking shocked was more like it � as his teammate�s
hips began to move. It was subtle, only a faint rocking motion, but it was
there. Naruto found himself
strangely fascinated.

But when Sasuke�s hands came up
to grasp� something (hair maybe?), Naruto quickly
looked away.

�That bastard! I can�t believe he
finds nothing strange about that! If anyone should be on his knees, it�s him!�
He ran his hand through his hair in irritation. �And Sakura-chan!�
his mind screamed as he turned his gaze back on her. �Why would she do that?
Why would she think we��

Naruto trailed off from his
mental rant when he noticed she was looking at him. Sakura�s arms were lax at
her sides, her face no longer the epitome of concentration. �She quit the jutsu,� he realized. A moment passed as they stared at each
other, her expression blank and his questioning before he watched her turn away
and leap down off the balcony.

As soon as her feet hit the ground, his eyes were back on Sasuke who was no longer leaning against the building, body
taut with a type of tension Naruto never expected to witness personally. No, Sasuke�s
fists were clenched, his back ram-rod straight and expression guarded as his
eyes jumped from Sakura to Naruto and then away from
them both.

Naruto could do little more than
sigh and wonder just how ugly things were about to get.

~*~

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