deadlyscarlet | LASCIVIOUS BLOOD

Title: Lascivious Blood
Chapter: 11/?
Author:

fairy_melusina
Genre: AU/Romance/ Angst/ Supernatural
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Language, Gore, Sex, Blood Fetish, Smut[in later chapters]
Pairings: Yuu/Kouyou for now
Bands: the GazettE, 12012, D'espairs Ray, SCREW, Versailles-Philharmonic Quintet
Characters: Kouyou, Yuu, Takanori, Yutaka, Kamijo, Hizaki, Kazuki, To-ru, Teru, Tsukasa for now

Synopsis: For Takashima Kouyou who has been forced into studying something he doesn't want to, life is worth not living.
As days pass he does everything to destroy himself until he meets Shiroyama Yuu. Will Yuu free Kouyou from his miserable life or will only put an end to it.

Thanks a lot to my awesome beta. She is the reason why this story is liked by you all ^__^

Since this is a continuation of the previous chapter, this is also dedicated to the lovely

veroxion

Previous: CHAPTER 10

-YUTAKA-

A miracle took place and my luck finally decided to smile upon me. One night, I had decided to wander into the western forests. I had been running for a while when all of a sudden my Savior’s familiar smell wafted towards my sensitive nostrils. I stealthily moved towards the direction of the scent and found the object of my quest in a narrow clearing circled by thick, dense trees. There he was with his yukata off his shoulders, proudly bearing his naked, toned chest under the pearly, moon light. He was practicing his katana on one of the trees placing deep cuts with every skillful stroke. He transformed the crudeness of the sword technique into an elegant dance of blades. He was too unearthly to be a human. I had been too engrossed and mesmerized in the beauty of his training that I had failed to notice him moving towards my hiding place, as he continued to wield his katana in the air. Suddenly, I found his blade which gleamed slightly in the moonlight pointed to my face.

“What are you doing here?” he asked coldly, firmly placing the katana near the crook of my neck.

I couldn’t help giggling at the mortal’s foolish course of action. If it had been a vampire other than me, he wouldn’t be so lucky as to get away for pointing a blade at an immortal.

“You think a sword could kill me”, I laughed.

“If I had wanted you dead it would be your ashes that would foolishly giggle at me, Kyuuketsuki”, he smiled mockingly.

“Ah! I was right. You really are well informed about my kind.”

Without answering, he lowered his katana and turned away from me. Placing the katana in the sheath which lay by one of the trees, he covered himself properly with his yukata that had been hanging by his sides haphazardly. Strapping the katana to his nimble waist, he started marching away.

“You can’t just walk way”, I said following him.

“If you want to drink my blood, you can”, he boldly verbalized without fear. “But I won’t give in without cutting off at least two of your limbs.”

I overtook him with my inhuman speed and materialized in front of him. He didn’t flinch at my unusual display of demonic abilities.

“I am not scared of your weapon or abilities”, I whispered as I grabbed his shoulders in order to trap him in the spot where he was currently standing at the moment. “It’s incapable of permanently leaving a scratch upon me. Besides there is no requirement for you to use your blade on me as I have no desire to drink your blood even though it smells mouth watering.”

“Then leave”, he snapped shaking my hands off him. “Go back to where you belong, Kyuuketsuki. Stop following me.”

“I can’t do that”, I said slightly frustrated. “You have stumbled upon my secret. I shouldn’t be letting you walk away like this. But I don’t have the heart to hurt you.”

“Useless”, he sneered. “I don’t want to have anything to do with a coward.”

He roughly pushed me out of his way and started walking towards the forests in order to lose himself within the dense vegetation.

“Tell me your name”, I cooed after him slightly amused by his rude behavior.

He didn’t bother to answer me, again making me break into a fit of giggles.

From that day on, it was easier to find the wandering warrior as his scent was always clinging to the places he had been. Like a magnet, he always pulled me towards him. I didn’t understand why I was so obsessed and intent on following him. And also I wasn’t interested in upholding the vampire rule anymore. I didn’t want to kill him or turn him into a slave. He was too proud and elegant to be one. At that time I hadn’t been aware of the connection that existed between my Creator and myself that would ensure him to know about my total failure to follow the law.

Time and again, my Savior kept warning me about stalking him. Sometimes he would be so filled with annoyance and wrath that he would never hesitate to even spank me. His cruel indifference towards me resulted in me turning into a giggling mess that would only rile him up further. On each occasion, I would try getting him to tell me his name. But I royally failed as he never bothered to respond even once. Also he never stayed at the same place for too long. Everyday he kept changing his location. I let my curiousness get the better of me and tried asking him numerous times for the reason of his traveling alone. But he remained taciturn and stubbornly ignored my presence. The only obvious thing was that he was a wandering samurai, constantly running away from an anonymous force. I started wondered what sort of grave crime would have led him to live an exiled life.

My stay was soon coming to an end. I would be leaving Kamijo sama’s castle and my new found friends behind and be back home to Europe. Even though I would miss Japan, I still was excited about the prospect of returning back to my Master as I missed him a lot. But when I thought about the mysterious samurai, I felt a deep sadness throwing my emotions into turmoil. For the short time I had to come to know him, I had grown really fond of him. I pondered over methods of convincing him to come with me to Europe. I knew he would refuse and even if he did agree there was the matter of hiding him from the other vampires.

Two days before my departure, I sneaked to the far end of the castle just a few miles away from the secret tunnel. Today I had finally mustered up the courage to invite my Savior to accompany me to Europe. When I turned a corner, I nearly collided into Kamijo sama, who seemed to have appeared from the other end and almost knocked him down to the ground. The Elder currently had a deep frown etched to his serene features. I could feel the fear ripping through my profile as I braced myself to be scorched by the oncoming uproar.

“Kai, forgive me for being the bearer of terrible news”, he said with a deep sadness that rebounded off his words. “The good Count has been incinerated to death.”

I stood there frozen, my eyes widening in shock as my body completely numbed on hearing the mournful information.

“How?” I breathed, tasting blood as I bit down on my lips forcefully.

“Kraven and his clan made a surprise attack”, the Elder’s nostrils flared with anger. “Of course they were easily obliterated. But Kraven used some heinous skullduggery which resulted in the unfortunate demise of the Count.”

Kraven belonged to one of the rogue clans that had opposed the Archytum. Their greed for power had ended up in their permanent exile from the council. But they never stopped and continued to execute every possible wretched method in order to gain their power over the Vampire brotherhood which resulted in the dreadful clan wars. They were no match to the Archytum which was too much of a powerful and massive force supported by fellow vampires all over the world. The leeches never gave up. They kept attacking all the Elders who comprised the council individually even though their plans were repeatedly foiled. Finally, they had succeeded in killing one of them.

“I need to return back to Europe”, I mumbled under my breath. I spinned around and started running back to my room in order to immediately start packing.

“I am afraid I can’t let you do that?” the Elder overtook me and placed a firm grip on my shoulders bringing my fervent run to an end. “The Elders have requested that you stay here as the situation is really bad out there.”

“But I am the Count’s Successor”, I screamed. “It’s my place to be there.”

“You may be his successor, son”, he tried his best to placate me. “But it doesn’t change the fact that you are only a Neophyte.”

I remained silent for a while refusing to look at him.

“Please son, return back to your room. Don’t make this anymore difficult.”

Defeated, I pretended retreating back to my room. But as soon as Kamijo sama’s footsteps faded I ran as fast as possible to the secret tunnel that I frequented as a part of my every night schedule. Thoughts of the Elder’s words rebounded in the back of my head as I felt the wind whipping against my face. The Elders were treating me like a dumb child incapable of taking care of itself. With insuppressible rage, I remembered the times I had asked my Master to let me participate in the clan wars. But he only laughed at me possessively hiding me within the safety of the castle. The only thing he was kind enough to let me do was to survey the strategies of the battle as it was a part of my training. I hated being a Neophyte dominated by the Elders.

Unconsciously, I had run all the way into the thickset forests and soon found myself in front of my Savior.

“You again”, the annoyed samurai growled. As soon as his onyx orbs took in my face he stopped short.

I slouched to one of the trees and sat down at its roots, hugging my knees. What surprised me next was him quietly settling beside me, languidly stretching his legs and resting against the black trunk. We remained liked that for hours silently staring at the surroundings before our eyes. Finally I decided to break the silence.

“What’s your name?” I murmured in a low voice.

Again he did the unexpected by answering the question which he had been stubbornly evading for so long.

“Shiroyama Yuu.”

“Uke Yutaka.”

Being unable to commune anymore, I finally broke down into a crying mess. Blood, red liquid spurted out of the contours of my eyes as I finally allowed the grief I had been holding back to take over. I buried my head in my knees and wept repeatedly as I remembered my beloved Creator. The beautiful man with platinum blond curls and the gentle pools of atramentous in his orbs that always turned compassionate as he looked at me lovingly would never be there to comfort me anymore. A gentle hand patted my back as I released mournful howls awaiting the arrival of the time which indicated the return back to the castle.

My return back home had been postponed infinitely due to the clan wars that had still failed to ebb. The vile Kraven and his clan had been completed eradicated from the face of Earth. But there was the other rogue clans who were desperately intent on capturing the Ahriman clan and also there were rumors that they after me, the Count’s Successor. Like always the Elders made their own decisions and chose to ignore my plea. I didn’t give a damn that I was a nothing but a Neophyte. I had to fight for my clan and that was all that mattered. My pleas to return were firmly rejected and my stay in Japan got immeasurably extended. Since my training had already ended, I was allowed to do whatever I pleased. I even had the option of practicing all over again, but I never bothered. The death of my Master had been a physical blow, leaving me all broken and dead within. It was difficult to have a normal conversation as I remained down in the dumps. The five had tried everything possible to cheer me up again. But sadly nothing worked and their constant persistence only resulted in more agony which made them even sadder on my painful exhibit of melancholy. The only thing I looked forward to was my secret meetings with Yuu.

Yuu had softened up a bit and wasn’t hostile towards me like before. He almost always never opened his mouth whenever I was with him but he never asked me to get lost either. We remained in silence as he practiced with his katana while I observed him. He even left trails behind in order to lead me to his current location. He had obviously allowed me to cross a bit of his barriers even though not entirely. But I chose to over look the fact as he was my only solace through my own despondency.

The tiny moment of happiness didn’t last long. One night, I found Yuu waiting for me with morbid news.

“Yutaka, on the break of dawn I will be going far away.”

“What? But why?” I all but screamed.

“It is not safe for me to linger here any longer”, he responded collectedly. There was no fear in his obsidian eyes even though his life was in apparent jeopardy. “My enemies seem to have uncovered my location.”

I ruthlessly grabbed the front of his yukata almost ripping it into shreds as I pulled him forward. He stumbled a bit due to the impact of my immense strength.

“Who are you running from, Yuu?” I whimpered as I desperately clutched the almost damaged garb. “Please tell me.”

I released a frustrated roar which echoed off the dense vegetation as he again chose to remain close mouthed.

“Fine, don’t tell me.”

I released my hold on him and slumped to the ground. I didn’t like the idea of Yuu leaving. I wanted to confine him and make him mine. If only my Creator hadn’t passed away, I would have shipped him off to Europe, keeping him safe from his enemies. I felt a deep self loathing over powering my emotions, as I felt my powerlessness even though I was the successor of a great vampire Elder.

“Don’t leave in the morning”, I pleaded. “Do it in the night.”

“Yutaka..”, he started.

“No please, Yuu”, I retorted firmly cutting him off. “I want to be there when you leave. Just do this one last favor for me.”

“Fine, if that is what you want.”

The following night with blinding alacrity, I hastily entered the usual tunnel and hurriedly ran through it in order to meet Yuu one last time before he left for good. I ran like a mad man, my mind stubbornly set on catching up with him. Halfway through my destination, I stopped dead in my tracks. The delicious smell of blood hit me so hard that I stood rooted to the spot. It had been days since my last meal. The death of my Master had greatly subdued my blood lust making me totally oblivious to the constant burn in my throat. On being hit on the face by the immensely sweet, luscious odor, thoughts of everything including Yuu was totally erased. The scarlet in my eyes radiated in the dark as I slowly moved towards the direction of my lust.

A festival was being held in the tiny village of mortals. Every man, woman and child were dressed in the fanciest clothes they could afford with the small amount of money they made. The festival seemed to be one of the rate occasions where the entire village remained awake during the night. The woman who had reeked off the sweet scent had been surrounded by too many people. She was too much of a big mouth and chatted away to almost everyone present there. I had no option but to wait a bit before attacking her. By the time she decided to break away from the company she was surrounded with, half the night was already over. As she walked alone to her home, I managed to seduce her and in the end swiftly sucked the life out of over. Only after I had felt completely sated thoughts of Yuu returned. Dawn would be soon approaching in an hour. I cursed myself as I dashed towards the place where he was currently hiding. I hurriedly wiped away the blood debauching my mouth and chin as I ran. I didn’t bother about the branches that whipped my face as I broke through the dense vegetation. All that mattered was seeing my Savior one more time before he was gone for good.

As the place where Yuu had said he would be spending the night was fast approaching, I ran ever harder. The soles of my geta were almost already broken due to the limitless sprinting. But I didn’t allow something as trivial as that to hinder me. A tiny breeze which emerged out of nowhere snaked its way through my sensitive nostrils. For the second time that night I stood there frozen due to the scent of blood. This scent was different as it didn’t belong to that of a single human nor did it do anything to kindle my blood thirst. I felt repulsed as it was the abhorrent stench of slaughter that had made its way through my nose. I allowed my muted footsteps to follow the foul odor of carnage.

The horrendous sight that lay in front of my eyes would have been enough to drive a common mortal insane. A dozen bodies lay at different locations in a small clearing created by the thick trees within the dense forest. By their glassy stares, I could see that the life had already percolated out of them. The corpses that lay in the clearing had been butchered despicably with at least a limb or a head detached and missing, soaking and turning the ground into an earthy crimson as the blood seeped and eroded the soil. Broken pieces of metal where scattered all over the clearing. I instantaneously realized that the carcasses had been samurais when their life had still remained attached to their bodies.

“Yuu”, I cried as I made my way amidst the mutated corpses.

“Yuu, Yuu, YUU”, I kept desperately yelling into the night. I couldn’t distinguish his scent over the stinking reek of slowly decaying blood.

My breath hitched, when my piercing eyes located a lone figure beneath a massive oak tree.

“YUU”, I let out a blood curdling scream as I saw the familiar raven hair on the body which had its face planted to the ground beneath it.

I dropped to my knees by his side and gently rolled him over to my lap. His body was full of cuts and lashes made by the crude katana of his enemies. He was completely covered from head to foot by the blood that had phlebotomized from his own anatomy as well as those of his attackers. He was nothing but a broken, bloody mess. Luckily, all his limbs were still intact and remained firmly attached to his body. Trembling lightly, I brought my cold digits to his neck. The lack of pulse made me release an ear splitting howl. I hugged his broken body as I held him to my bosom, crying like a baby all over him.

“Yutaka”, a weak, broken moan reached my ears.

“Yuu”, I cried alarmed in relief as I released my hold on him.

“Couldn’t breathe”, he groaned. Suddenly he broke into a string of coughs and vomited large amounts of blood completely drenching my already wet kimono.

Yuu’s life was steadily seeping out of him. His skin was starting to turn deathly pale like that of a shroud’s and his temperature, steadily dropping. His wounds were too severe even for someone as strong as him. Only a miracle could save him.

“I won’t let you die”, I whispered pressing my lips gently to his cold, bloody cheek.

There was a single well present within the clearing. It was completely dry and depleted of water. Trying my best in order not to aggravate his pain any further, I jumped into the well with him carefully held in my arms. Placing him carefully within the abysmal well, I springed back outside in order to grab the largest boulder among the debris present in the clearing. Before letting myself back into the pit, I barricaded the opening with the boulder being careful not to leave any opening, in order to block any form of light that might infiltrate inside.

I was a bit frightened and skeptical about what I was going to do. During my lessons I had been very carefully tutored about the method of creating a Newborn. But then I knew it only by theory as the Neophytes were prevented and discouraged from creating Newborns. Being a Creator had always been a huge responsibility. A Newborn was very tough to handle and a Creator had to be very careful while handling them. The Newborns could never control their blood thirst and sometimes tend to attack their Creator when they lose sanity. But all that didn’t matter. I wasn’t going to let the man who I had grown so fond of die.

I ripped off the damaged clothing from Yuu’s broken body and tried wiping away all the blood debauching his skin. His body temperature was turning sickeningly cold. Without wasting anymore time, I allowed my pristine fangs to grow long. Yuu’s glassy orbs reflected my own which glowed deep carmine in the absence of light. I brought my lips to his neck and licked the skin beneath it once before sinking my fangs and sucking his blood. A gurgling sound escaped Yuu’s lips as I allowed his sweet blood to wash the cavern of my mouth. I didn’t drink much since I concentrated more on letting my venom to blend with his blood. After ensuring that enough venom had entered his blood stream, I brought my free hand to my own neck. I allowed my claws to grow long before digging it deep inside, gashing the skin in order to allow a rivulet of blood to drip from the self inflicted wounds. I gently brought Yuu’s head to my neck and made him press his lips against my blood.

“Drink my blood, Yuu”, I whispered.

“Yutaka”, he whined weakly.

“Drink”, I bellowed with anguish. “For once do what I ask you to.”

A hesitant tongue licked my skin with a tiny flick. Soon Yuu desperately clung to me with the little strength he had left within him and started hungrily, lapping up my blood. I let out a soft moan as he viciously bit into the deep gashes which were rapidly healing. I made more in order to let him drink as much as he wanted. When he was unable to drink any further, he slumped into my embrace and fainted. I hastily removed my nagajuban and covered his half naked torso and patiently waited for the change to finally start.

The vampire change normally took a period of five days to complete. Yuu had remained silent the entire time. I vividly remembered my own change which hadn’t exactly been a very happy memory. The pain was excruciating and really nasty as the venom amalgamated with my body fluids. I had screamed hoarse throughout the entire transformation wildly thrashing my limbs in agony. Yuu on the other hand didn’t move a muscle as he lay in my lap. He seemed to be trying his best not to make himself look weak. When the pain was too much for him to handle he gritted his teeth and occasionally bit my neck in order to his stifle moans. His heart pounded an accelerated rhythm, abnormal for a human. Each day the speed of the beats increased in momentum.

On the sixth day, Yuu’s heart ceased to beat. He slowly fluttered his eyelids open, flaming orbs a Newborn was incapable was camouflaging. Relief took over me as I examined him from head to foot making sure that I had made no mistakes. My very first creation had turned out to be a beauty. He looked so ethereal and gracious even for a vampire. His complexion had turned deathly pale, losing all the tan he had had as a mortal. I couldn’t help beaming with pride as he slowly looked around perceiving the world with his new detailed eyesight. He looked like an innocent child who had just been born into the world. I wiped the tears that were threatening to leak as he finally turned to look at me.

“Yutaka”, he said, his voice sounding richer and more luscious than before.

“You should call me Kai from now on Aoi”, I purred kissing his fore head. “Come, we have stayed here for too long.”

On reaching the castle, I found Kamijo sama and the other five waiting for me dejectedly. This time the Elder on seeing me safe and sound chose to smile instead of admonishing me for leaving the castle without permission and disappearing entirely for five long days. He was still too careful around me from the day he had delivered the sorrowful news of my Creator’s untimely death. But the smile on his face didn’t last long when his eyes fell on Aoi.

“Who’s that hottie with you?” Kazuki asked throwing a flirty grin at Aoi.

“That’s Aoi”, I said rolling my eyes. “And stop flirting, Kazuki.”

“Aoi?”, To-ru interestedly joined in. “Where did you find him? Is he lost?”

“Actually he found me the day we made that stupid excursion at dawn and five days back I created him.”

“You what?” Tsukasa gasped aghast. But he was grinning widely. “Kai you are such a grown man.”

“Kai, I think you and I should have a very important conversation”, Kamijo sama’s foreboding tone cut in through our happy discussion, wiping the grins out of all our faces. “Will you please accompany me to my study?”

“Yes”, I followed him solemnly leaving the others behind including Aoi.

“Um, I think you should come with us, Aoi”, I heard Teru’s hesitant voice before the Elder shut the door behind us.

“What have you done, Kai?” he asked trying his best to suppress his rage. “I hope you have a good reason for your frivolous action.”

“That man saved my life, Kamijo sama”, I whispered refusing to meet the Elder’s eyes. “He had been attacked and I couldn’t let him die.”

“That was really preposterous and feeble minded”, he tried to take up a kind tone even though he was visibly annoyed. “You are very well aware that immortals are forbidden to have any form of attachment to mortals.”

“But he knew our secret.”

“Then you should have killed him.”

“No”, the scream my throat released transformed into an agonizing roar. “He is important to me. I can’t let him die.”

“You are just a Neophyte”, he growled finally unable to suppress his temper.

“I think I have already proved myself capable of carrying out a proper change even though I am an inexperienced Neophyte.”

The Elder remained silent as I defiantly stared back at him.

“What’s done is done”, he sighed. “You can have the Newborn as a slave. Then the other Full growns and slaves can take care of him.”

“Aoi will be my successor, Kamijo sama”, I declared aloud without any apprehension. “Once I return back to my home land, I will be making the official announcement.”

“No”, the Elder screamed horrified. “You will never be able to take care of him. Even a full grown finds it difficult to handle a Newborn. You could get killed.”

“That is my business and I trust Aoi.”

“Son, just listen to me”, the Elder pleaded.

“Enough, Kamijo sama”, I held my hand firmly cutting him off. “Tomorrow, Aoi and I will return back to Europe. Please make the necessary arrangements. War or no war, that is my home and I belong there.”

Bowing deeply in respect, I left the completely stunned Elder behind in order to join Aoi and the others.

Kamijo sama had reluctantly made the arrangements that I had requested for. The Elder who had been thoroughly disappointed with my last night’s bold exhibit of stubborness, had still loaded the ship with expensive gifts. Kazuki, To-ru, Hizaki, Tsukasa and Teru embraced me while releasing choked sobs. I cried along with them as I held them one by one.

“Make sure to visit me often, yeah?” I asked with really wet eyes.

“You don’t have to ask us, Kai”, Teru smiled through his tears.

“Yeah, we are looking forward to the mischief we are yet to do in Europe”, Kazuki added enthusiastically.

“Hell yes!” the others chorused together.

“Aoi, take good care of Mr. Dimple man”, Tsukasa added as he shook the Newborn’s hand. “He is too fragile.”

“I’ll try even though I find it really hard to stand him”, Aoi smiled which was so unlike him.

“Oi”, I playfully punched him. “That’s no way to talk about your Creator.”

We all laughed until Kamjo sama approached to where we were standing. I suddenly felt ashamed for lashing out at the Elder disgracefully last night. I hung my head down abashed. But the Elder just strode towards me and held me in a tight embrace.

“Take good care of yourself, Kai”, he delivered kindly. “You really will grow up to be a great Elder one day maybe even surpassing your Master. I am sure you will make the good Count extremely proud.”

I couldn’t stop the tears which stained the Elder’s expensive robes a light scarlet.

“Thank you, Kamijo sama”, I choked. “I am extremely sorry for my rudeness last night Thank you for taking such good care of me. I am eternally grateful.”

He ruffled my hair gently before releasing me from his hold.

Finally the time for departure had arrived.

“Aoi”, Kamijo sama talked to Aoi the very first time as the Newborn climbed into the ship after me. “Try not to trouble him too much.”

Aoi smiled and bowed deeply in reply.

The ship was soon set to sail into the black waters. The five followed us in the water for a short while before waving fervent good byes. I clutched Aoi’s hand as they slowly disappeared into the distance, the pale moonlight making them glow like tiny little specs in the dark. I had no idea what awaited me when the ship ported at our destination. My Master has left me, a Neophyte behind to fend for myself in the world of adults. How was I going to deal with the war raging between the clans that had no hopes of coming to an end? Would I survive the assassins who remained behind the shadows, unstoppable until my death? And the most important question of all, being Aoi himself. Would I be able to take care of him? There were so many questions for which I had no answer. But my only comfort was that I wasn’t ALONE.

A/N: Well that brings us to the end of the biggest chapter I have ever written so far. A frigging 25 pages LOL. I wanted to update this a bit late but my sister has come over to my place in order to learn from me, so I can’t be online today I guess.

I had so many troubles with this chapter due to all the research I had to do. I hope you all liked it. And also I hope you understand why I had to put off the development since I had originally planned it to be only Kai telling Kouyou about how he had encountered Yuu. You know like I was just a Neophyte, I met Yuu in the forest, he was a samurai and I changed him blah blah blah. But honestly it was so terrible and stupid that I really wanted to quit being an author. I felt I had lost my creative blood. But luckily my brain performed a miracle and I managed to save the story ^__^

So next chapter there will be the promised DEVELOPMENT definitely for sure. No lying on that. I don’t know when I will be able to do it though since I have an exam on July 1. So please be patient with me. And thank you once again for the lovely comments you guys leave me. It makes me proud of myself for the very first time in my life ^^

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