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9 1/2 Weeks - 00 - Prologue

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Dec. 18th, 2012 | 03:46 pm
posted by: haikuesque in haikusociety



Pairing: Akame
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: If there are any warnings for this story you will find them here.
Word count: 85,500
Disclaimer: Fiction is fiction is fiction. We don't think this will happen. We don't want this to happen. Also, we're sorry, Jin. And Johnny. And the Japanese economy. And everybody.

Summary: Thirteen years after leaving KAT-TUN, Jin finds his life hasn't really gone as planned. The last person he expected to show up and rub his nose in it is Kamenashi. The last thing Kamenashi expected was that he'd keep coming back.

Notes!
This story was originally prompted by nightinbird when Jo was asking for prompts to write drabbles (DRABBLES *facepalm*) to qualify for an exchange. Her prompt was: Jin doesn't know where Kamenashi heard about his money problems, but here he is in his one-million-yen suit, offering.

We originally wanted to apologize to nightinbird and make it clear that she's not responsible for anything that happens in this story. But about fifty thousand words in we decided it was totally her fault, so there you go, blame her! This is on your head, Nanni!

We profoundly thank tiggymalvern for betaing what is essentially a novel in a fandom that is not even hers, and putting up with our questions and proddings. deshisoraba made us our gorgeous banner and icons and we are very grateful.

And thanks go also to the piggies, kittens, unicorns and other sparkly creatures on Twitter who sent us much-needed support along the way, especially as we slogged through the edit and wanted to kill ourselves (or each other, or Jin and Kame).

About our posting schedule
All parts of this story will be posted to haikusociety 'as they happen', meaning what happens on Friday will be posted on Friday, and if the next part happens on the following Wednesday, it will be posted on the following Wednesday. (We're only cheating in that we're not waiting until April 2023 with posting. *g*) We think this will work well with the kind of story this is, but we will also post the complete weeks to our website and to AO3, and that's when we'll update on comms.


9 1/2 Weeks

by Solo & Jo


Prologue: Tuesday


He's in bed. It's raining, it's been raining all day, and he'd have to turn the light on to do anything. So he doesn't do anything. He can doze forever, though sometimes his back hurts, sometimes he feels he's been breathing the same air for weeks.

It wakes him up when the phone rings but it's another month ending with no pay day, so he ignores it. Meisa keeps her cool as long as she can, he knows she tries, but there's a school trip for Akira coming up, too.

He pulls the pillow over his head, over the fog that feels like a hangover. He used to at least get a drunken high before them, but he hardly drinks these days.

There's a knock on the door. A loud one.

Fuck. Not now. He's left the lights off, he's not even here, and he can't deal with this now. He huddles deeper under the blankets. His foot hits something which falls over with a thud. A bottle, damn.

The knocking starts over and doesn't stop.

So he shouts, "I'm coming!" and pulls on jeans and sweater because you don't talk to your landlord half-naked about your arrears, and he pastes on a smile before he opens the door.

The smile drops to somewhere around his bare toes as he stares at the figure outside. "Kamenashi?"

*~*~*

"So this is how you live."

Kamenashi turns on his well-groomed heel, on the small space that isn't cluttered with, well, clutter. Why Jin even let him in is a mystery to Jin, but has a lot to do with not wanting to make scenes where it might attract attention. "Well, it's just me," he says.

Kamenashi nods like this is neither news nor surprising.

"What are you doing here, anyway?"

Kamenashi's eyes come to rest on the rolled out futon, but he doesn't comment. No need. "I heard rumors," he says.

"About me?"

"Well... not in the press." He raises an eyebrow. He's a patronizing shit. And Jin's never learned it; the way you're just supposed to take the condescension and smile and keep your place, even if your place is in a little rathole. But he can't say anything. Not when it's been months since pay day, not when he's dodging his wife and hiding from his landlord.

"Well, I hope they were interesting," he says instead.

Kamenashi actually gives that some thought. "I think you used to do better, actually. But, yes. Reasonably interesting." He seems to get distracted by the dust on Jin's ancient speakers, sitting together in one corner because Jin is not allowed to drill into the walls.

He's used to it, how small everything is. Small and messy and used up. But with Kamenashi standing in the middle of it like a monument to perfection, it's like a crumpled page of grey.

The years look good on him. Or maybe he just made himself boss of them, the way he did everything else.

"It's pretty far out," Kamenashi says.

Jin shrugs. "Well, you know." They both know. You get what you can pay for.

"And still I hear you're finding the price of this cozy little castle somewhat beyond your means."

Jin wishes he could get angry, or throw the pompous jerk out altogether. But imagining a rumor like this going around makes him queasy. "Who'd you hear it from?"

"I ran into your mom the other day," Kamenashi says.

Jin didn't tell her. She can't know. God please she can't know. "She didn't... "

"She didn't mention you much at all. Actually seemed embarrassed when I asked what you were up to. So that made me suspicious. Everyone knows Meisa has to hound you for the child support anyway."

Jin hates it, so much. He hates himself and he hates the world, and his own stupid choices that left him with just enough of a name that people don't even want him conducting their elevators.

"Do your kids come here?" Kamenashi asks, that fucking asshole.

"My kids aren't your business," Jin says, dead as stone. But Kamenashi's got steel in his eyes and in a flash Jin remembers those half-hearted tales he didn't care about, about Kamenashi becoming some kind of bigshot and taking on Julie on the inside and the Koreans on the outside, and just now he could believe it.

"I try to see them elsewhere," he says, turning away. "They don't stay over, it's too small. It's still not your fucking business."

"No," Kamenashi says. "It's not." His suit's immaculate. So are his fingernails. So's the fucking stupid foundation on his fucking stupid nose. What is he even doing here in cockroach city? Why is he haunting Jin like some technicolor ghost?

"How far are you behind?"

"What?" Jin says.

"Rent, Akanishi."

"I'm hiding from the guy. Do the math. Oh wait, you dropped out of school." And probably has no idea when one starts hiding, is it at a week, or four, or twelve.

"Ouch." Kamenashi hits his chest with one hand. "I can see I won't sleep tonight with how inferior I feel. Oh. Wait."

"What the fuck do you want? Do you find this entertaining? What sort of sick—" He bites it back. Something here holds him back, something about Kamenashi's place in the world and the fact that Jin's not quite at nothing yet, he's still got things to lose.

Kamenashi's fascinated by the decor again; by Jin's old acoustic guitar in the corner, as dusty as the speakers. He sold the electric one, and gave the keyboard to Akira for his eighth birthday.

"You don't perform anymore at all?"

Right. "Where would I? Who'd want to listen?" And not laugh, or gloat.

Kamenashi's face changes, polished ice showing cracks. "You want pity, Jin? After you went and threw it all away?"

"I don't want your pity, I never asked you for a fucking thing."

There's a silence where it feels like Jin's words would echo if his tiny apartment wasn't so full of dust and ten-year-old clothes. Where you could hear a pin drop if the floor was clean.

Kame licks his lips. Slowly; thoughtfully. "No," he agrees. "You didn't."

Okay. Okay, so they're clear here. Good. Ready for the next step.

"You know, I'd offer you tea, but I don't have any around. Or coffee. Very sorry. You could have some hot water... well, cold water, but it doesn't taste so good in this area. Probably got bugs. So now you got your kicks, I think it's best if you—"

"You can play for me."

He what? Kamenashi, standing in his apartment like there should be a camera filming 'interaction with adoring audience', talking... what is he talking about? Is he having a breakdown? Kamenashi, in Jin's apartment?

"What?"

"Play. Music. I would listen." Kamenashi scans the guitar again; the room. Jin. Like he can see too much, but finds something to like anyway. "Tell you what. I'll give you a week's rent, if you play for me."

"Play— here?"

Kamenashi taps his shoe, looking every bit like he's modelling it. "You can't think I'd take you out in public."

Jin ignores the dig, finally following. Kamenashi is offering him money. "Why?"

"Do you need a reason?" He looks Jin up and down, most casual thing in the world. "I was under the impression you needed other things more."

Ignore. Irrelevant. Embarrassing.

"You came here to get me to sing for you?"

"No, but right now it would please me. Well?"

"I don't know," Jin says. He means no, no fucking way, because this is weird and he's not here for show, for Kamenashi with his thick wallet and his slick shoes and his one-million-yen suit, and he doesn't even know how this happened but here they are, and Kamenashi is offering him money.

Kamenashi just stays silent. The moment stretches, a week's worth of rent, air to breathe and Kamenashi's talking about singing, singing that shouldn't be a cold knot of confusion in his stomach.

"All right," Kamenashi says, checking his watch. He's got a big one, elegant gold, nothing whimsical, not like Jin's used to be. "I don't really have time to watch you meditate, so I guess I'll—"

"Okay," Jin says. It's just singing. Five minutes.

Kamenashi looks at him. Cocks his head in an infuriating way. Like he's not used to getting his way, and there's a joke.

Then he nods.

Jin grabs the guitar, ignores the flurry of dust that rises. Something ancient, stupid and easy. Five minutes, no problem.

He clears the old bento boxes and older job magazines off the chair – a few more seconds to get his head together. Then he acts like he knows what he's doing and hits the strings.

His fingers are stiff, like the chords are strangers. It's an X Japan song, slow, and Kamenashi always liked those so Jin used to know it well. Should fit the bill.

But he barely gets to stumble his way past the first two bars when there's a, "No."

Kamenashi has his impatient look on.

"What," Jin says. He was told to sing; he's singing.

"One of yours."

Oh, that bastard.

But fine, Jin can play this game. He can be cordial and disinterested and he can say, "Was there something in particular you'd like?" and Kamenashi can admit this shit still matters to him. If he wants to. If he's got any balls.

There's that telltale moment of stillness. "Any of them will do," Kamenashi says. Coward.

Jin doesn't smirk, but it makes him feel better.

He picks one that was never about anything much, a filler from his last album before it all went down the drain. Oh, baby, that time in the coffee shop, I thought my heart would drop...  and the chords are easy even for his stupid, forgetful fingers.

His voice sounds awful. That hurts, even if he won't let Kamenashi see.

He doesn't remember half the lyrics in the second verse, but hey, it's English, what's Kamenashi even going to know. Apart from that, he gets through it okay, and then he's done and for a moment he's waiting to wake up and it was all some bizarre dream.

But Kamenashi's still there and now he moves, takes his hands out of his trouser pockets. "You've sounded better."

Wow, voice of discernment.

"Yeah," Jin says. And now he wants his money. "That'll be—"

But Kamenashi is already holding the bundle of notes out to him. Well, okay then.

"I'll be back," Kamenashi says, and suddenly Jin wants to laugh, ask him if he's the Terminator or maybe he thinks he's god, that he can just come and go as he likes.

But he doesn't laugh and he doesn't say anything.

"Next week," Kamenashi says. "I'll call. Try to find yourself a clean t-shirt."

Then he's gone, no waiting for yes or no or fuck you, and Jin is standing there, like the guy wasn't even here if not for the guitar and the moving dust, and the bundle of cash in his hand.

Jin flips through it. Closer to two weeks' rent than one. Figures. Kamenashi probably pays this much for his parking.

Okay. Fine. Whatever. Jin can wash a t-shirt.

 

 

To be continued.

 

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Dy

from: abi_manyu
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 04:07 pm (UTC)
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uwaahh...
it seems interesting. i mean, the way you'll post it.
i miss akame stories and you come in the right time:)
i can't wait another day to come.
thanks so much^^

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 05:11 pm (UTC)
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Thank you! We do think the posting style will add something to the story, not just tease people, so here's hoping you'll enjoy it... in a way! >_> Thank you for commenting, much appreciated! *__*

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 05:11 pm (UTC)
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That is very interesting indeed! Possible theories: a) story did not get grimmer, but kitten got fluffier, b) when you first saw it, it came right next to a very fluffy Cupcakes!Jin and there was bleedover, c) Jin hadn't been banned yet for a whole year, d) we hadn't yet apologized to Jin quite as much. >_>

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 05:29 pm (UTC)
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Heee! Thank you! Hope you'll like the next parts too. >_>

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dilovesyunjae

from: dilovesyunjae
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 05:19 pm (UTC)
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Omg! Yay a new fic!!!

Wonder what happened to jin. Is kame helping him?

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 05:29 pm (UTC)
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Hee, you'll have to find out about helping (or 'helping') in the next few weeks! *G*

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 06:32 pm (UTC)
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Bubblehugs totally acceptable! :D

Amazing suggestion? :-)

Thank you for our bubblehugs, we hope you enjoy the rest of the ride! >_>

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pinkporca

from: pinkporca
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 06:01 pm (UTC)
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I like this. Can't wait for more. thanks for sharing.

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 06:33 pm (UTC)
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Glad you like! Thank you for commenting! :D

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Guga Shalala

from: ttalktomesoftly
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 07:18 pm (UTC)
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Akbsaodbpasdasd, I love all the hate and resentment going on there, and that they are complete opposites. I think that's what akame is about, that they are so different, and here they are sooo different it almost hurts. so, yeah. I'm looking forward to chp 1.

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 11:44 am (UTC)
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Hee, someone will be pleased with all the angst to come. *g* Glad you liked this version of Akame -- all Akame fans are somehow M, really. >_> Hope you'll enjoy the story, and thank you so much for the feedback!

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Jolli

from: aya_3003
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 07:21 pm (UTC)
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Amazing banner and lovely icons :D (even though you are still missing a small icon for my browser bar on haikuesque :P and you didn't link it in your FF index yet except my browser is using to much cash and never updates internal data)

I have a few favourite lines~

The smile drops to somewhere around his bare toes as he stares at the figure outside. "Kamenashi?"
Bare toes. bare toes! :D

He's used to it, how small everything is. Small and messy and used up. But with Kamenashi standing in the middle of it like a monument to perfection, it's like a crumpled page of grey.
Contrasts hello.

Kamenashi's face changes, polished ice showing cracks. "You want pity, Jin? After you went and threw it all away?"
I saw that you quarrelled over it being an AU or not. That's kinda in connection with my following question: Are you going down the road of what currently is happening without any hope to get out of it, hence you see it as throwing his carrier away or rather something else will happen after he gave himself another attempt in his career which will be mentioned in a flashback down the road of posting?

"You can play for me."
Kame, I love you.

"One of yours."
Oh, that bastard.


Okay. Fine. Whatever. Jin can wash a t-shirt.
Hello Jin :D

I love the atmosphere in the prologue the most. :D Such nice pics in my head now. *____* oh well, grey small and tiny apartment with very stylish Kame in the middle of it. :D
Got my email notification set up as well, this will be enjoyable 9 1/2 weeks :D #earlyxmaspresent

Edited at 2012-12-18 07:21 pm (UTC)

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 11:45 am (UTC)
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Nothing ever escapes you. *g* Browser bar and index link will happen at some point soon, but we figured we didn't want to wait another week to start posting just because of the html.

Aaah, the AU question... This is going to be slightly SPOILERY but since you're asking, this is basically a Worst Case scenario of a current track. Which made us a bit more uncomfortable the longer Jin's absence dragged on, but it's not AU in the sense of 'and there was really a car crash with a dragon in 2015 that made Jin leave' or some such.

(For Solo, this is AU because WE ALL KNOW that Jin and Kame are bringing the baby up together, so nothing like this could ever happen anyway.)

Pics in your head are great and make us very proud. :D Thank you for this great comment, and happy stalking! <3

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Manu

from: manuuchin
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 07:33 pm (UTC)
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YEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!! <3

(will return after reading properly)

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 11:45 am (UTC)
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Hee, okay, see you then! :D

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souleater_angel

from: souleater_angel
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 07:45 pm (UTC)
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Hee.... so excited to read something new from you guys.

As much as I'm sure it will drive me crazy in weeks to come, I do think the posting method is creative and a good idea. But don't quote me in a few weeks when I'm tearing my hair out for a new chapter.
So does this mean that we will get an update sometime every week, or if they for some reason don't interact for a week do we skip the week as well? *hoping it's not the latter*

Can't wait for Chapter one on.... Whateverday. ^_^

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 11:46 am (UTC)
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It took us long enough... >_>

As much as I'm sure it will drive me crazy in weeks to come, I do think the posting method is creative and a good idea.

Thank you! :D We will of course totally quote you if you end up giving us the evil eye. >_> (Though we're honestly not doing it just to tease, we do think it'll add something.)

So does this mean that we will get an update sometime every week, or if they for some reason don't interact for a week do we skip the week as well?

In theory, if nothing happens, we skip, yeah. But we're not just going to show the Akame interactions! It's more that some weeks, more interesting/relevant/tell-worthy things happen in Jin's life, and in other weeks, there's less stuff. The parts are also unevenly long, though all the 'weeks' (chapters, but we are being pretentious artistes and calling them weeks to go with our theme *g*) are reasonable length. :-)

So if you read on Haikusociety, you'll get more parts more quickly; if you read from comms or AO3, you get them less often but longer. In a nutshell!

We hope you'll like this as it progresses! Thank you so much for the feedback and encouragement! <3

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Turtleish - Kamenshi Kazuya fan <3

from: turtleish
date: Dec. 18th, 2012 08:02 pm (UTC)
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Yes, yes, yes ~
I think I just fainted out of happiness.
I can only tell you that I am so looking forward to reading this.

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 11:47 am (UTC)
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:DDDD Watch the fainting, you might hit your head! >_> We hope the rest of the story won't disappoint, and thanks a lot for commenting!

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starg8fan_liz

from: starg8fan_liz
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 03:30 am (UTC)
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Love this so far. Can't wait to see how it progresses ^__^

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 12:26 pm (UTC)
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We hope you continue to like it. :) Stay tuned!

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 12:26 pm (UTC)
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So you like them douchey, huh? :p We admit we like him in a suit, too, or in a shirt with the sleeves rolled up (YUM) or... in anything, really. But Boss!Kame is one of our favourite Kames. :)

But poor Jin, he needs people on his team! All that victim-blaming, so sad. ;p

We're really happy that little image of Kame in the apartment worked for you, it was one of the earliest things we had and we were pretty in love with it ourselves. :D

Hope you like the rest!

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Konoya

from: tokoyam1
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 03:47 am (UTC)
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wow...
this is new..
i look like read a real Akanishi and kamechan here..>_<
sound interesting...

thank you..
update soon..

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 12:27 pm (UTC)
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We're happy you find it interesting. We'll update as soon as we can, promise. :) Thank you for letting us know you're intrigued.

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from: miyajima_juri
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 04:51 am (UTC)
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this is a brilliant one... thanks for this...... really..... i'll wait everyday to find out what happens.... thank you again....

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haikuesque

from: haikuesque
date: Dec. 19th, 2012 12:27 pm (UTC)
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We hope we can keep the brilliance going. :D Thank you for letting us know you like it so far.

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