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Disclaimer: If I owned Yu Yu Hakusho Kurama would
be the one who kept on getting his clothes torn to pieces during fight scenes.
Since we rarely get a glimpse of skin from him I guess I don't own it.
Youko
wasn’t sure that Shuuichi would be coming for a visit tonight, he sometimes
didn’t, and he did have Youko pass on the instruction for Asuka to start
to teach him how to shapeshift which could mean he wouldn’t be wanting lessons
himself. But still, he could hope, and Youko had an Ikebana he’d made for
Shiori-sama at his lesson today, he could send it with Shuuichi tomorrow, or
take it to Shiori-sama himself on Friday of course and it was easy enough for
him to keep the flowers at their peak until then, but he’d rather she received
it as soon as possible. And if she got it today she could find out what the
meaning was herself before he visited on Friday, and that would give them a
topic of conversation if she wanted it. The gossip sessions Youko had with
Shiori when he visited her were nice sometimes, even if they did remind him how
weak he was and fit disturbingly well into the ningen version of femininity,
but he’d revealed more of what he really was to her than he was comfortable
with on Monday, and he wanted to find something else to distract her with. He
didn’t expect the distraction to last forever, she hungered to know all
the secrets her son had kept from her, he just hoped it would last long enough
for him to feel comfortable talking about things ningen weren’t supposed to
know. And perhaps for his Patron to get some sort of official permission for
these revelations, or at least confirm that he approved of them.
“Youko,
would you like me to start your lessons in shapeshifting now, or do you want to
focus on the weaknesses you see in your illusions?” By phrasing it that way
Asuka didn’t really give him any choice, but she also complimented him on his
skills and Youko smiled up at her as he responded without commenting on her
skills of manipulation.
“Let’s
work here then, in case our lord and master chooses to pay a visit.” It was a
very subtle put-down, he didn’t think she’d dare take offence at it, even
though the faint tightening at her eyes told him she recognised it, and she didn’t
challenge him on it.
“As
you wish. The first and most important aspect of shapeshifting lies in being
able to visualise the form you wish to take. There are limitations of course,
you cannot change your colouring for instance, but you can change in other ways
as long as you’re going to a humanoid shape.”
“So,
I need to focus on the anatomical differences between my ‘natural’ form and the
form I’m trying to shift into?” That made him think of how he’d learned to take
human form. “I guess I need to imagine how it would feel from the inside,
right?”
“Yes,
but you need to be able to do it on the fly, to shapeshift into a humanoid form
you’ve never seen before to have mastered the technique. I have a collection of
pictures for Shuuichi-sama’s ‘final exam’, he helped me get them.” Youko hadn’t
known about that, he’d just dismissed it when they disappeared together as
shapeshifting lessons. And it was he supposed, but now he wondered if he should
feel threatened, he didn’t, not quite, but it was something he hadn’t
realised had happened and that shook him a bit. “Or at least he got Yuusuke-san
to take me to the Makai under his protection to take these pictures. We went to
a bar and Shuuichi-sama gave me a purse to pay for models if I needed to. Genkai-shihan
said it would be a useful learning experience for him.” No, he didn’t have any
reason at all to feel threatened then. And this discussion was proving to be
unexpectedly interesting.
“Didn’t
Yuusuke protest? He normally does, even when it’s to save the ningenkai.”
“Genkai-shihan
insisted, and Shuuichi-sama offered to let him borrow me for a night if he was
interested. He hasn’t collected yet, so I’m not sure if he wants me or not.”
“Well,
he does love Keiko, even though he doesn’t always show it very well. Perhaps he
doesn’t want to be unfaithful to her.” Youko shrugged, it was a very human
attitude, and something he didn’t understand, especially since Keiko wasn’t
putting out as far as he knew. From her blank look Asuka didn’t understand
either, but she gave an accepting shrug.
“I
don’t know if I should hope for him to collect on our Patron’s debt or not. I
mean if he doesn’t isn’t he saying I’m not appealing to him?”
“Maybe,
or he could just be saying he’s saving his virginity for the woman he loves.
It’s a human thing. And do you want to be with him? I never liked it when my
previous Patrons did things like that, traded me away that way.” It was Youko’s
duty to reassure her and make her feel better about herself after all - at least
as long as it didn’t threaten his position with their master.
“Thank
you for telling me that. We should focus on what you need to learn to
shapeshift. What sort of humanoid demon do you want to try first? Think of the
type you’re most familiar with, or remember best and we can start with that.”
“I...let
me think about that.” Youko was not going to use one of his old Patrons
as a model, not even with all the intimate knowledge he had of them. Shuuichi
might have been able to, but he couldn’t. “Give me a day to make my decision,
I’ll tell you by Friday evening at the latest.”
“As
you wish. Shuuichi-sama knew which form he wanted to start with immediately,
but if you need time to think I can understand.”
“By
the way, what would you normally do when you got a new tail and more power? I
mean you know this all on a theoretical level, not on the practical level.”
Youko was sure that whatever a kitsune with a clan would do it was very
different from how he’d celebrated getting a new tail - by planning a new,
challenging theft. It had never occurred to him to try to find out about his
improved powers, he’d been content with keeping up a reputation and staying
safe.
“We
get all the theoretical training when we’ve still only got one tail. We aren’t
allowed to leave the clan holdings until our second tail, and with each tail we
usually return to the clan holdings for safety while we master our new
abilities on a practical level.” She turned and walked away from him then, he’d
upset her somehow.
~~~()~~~
Youko’d
been focused on working out who to try to emulate for his first effort in
shapeshifting instead of on waiting for their Patron to arrive when Shuuichi
did walk through the door of the apartment, carrying three wrapped parcels.
“Here.”
Shuuichi handed one parcel over to Youko and continued speaking as he unwrapped
it while Asuka came back into the main room. “It will take a bit longer to get
the standing goban you asked for delivered.” There was also a new pad of kifu
papers with the simple folding goban.
“Thank
you Shuuichi-sama.” Youko kept his eyes cast down, focused on his reward,
blushing faintly, but he looked up when Shuuichi handed the first of the other
two parcels over to Asuka.
“This
one’s for teaching Youko illusions. The other’s an early reward for teaching me
shapeshifting.”
“Thank
you Shuuichi-sama.” The gratitude in Asuka’s voice, even after the gifts their
master had already given her, was a little bit disturbing. This first gift was
a silver belt a bit like the one he’d got on Sunday, except that it was set
with amethysts instead of black pearls and he’d wrapped some silver hair combs
and pins set with amethysts in as well. The second gift was a simple tanto,
simple, but exquisitely made and obviously well balanced. It was probably worth
more than the jewellery was, or even the goban Shuuichi was having delivered,
but there was a vague air of disappointment in Asuka’s reaction to it.
“Didn’t
you use knives before?” Youko didn’t need to specify before what, but that was
enough to make her look at the tanto in a new light - she’d obviously been
thinking of how concubines were supposed to act.
“I
carried a couple, as a last resort more than anything else. I wasn’t very good
with them.” She blushed faintly, but Youko didn’t see any reason for that. He
wasn’t really that good with most weapons, he could just barely use a sword
well enough that he wasn’t more a threat to himself than anything else, but he
was best with a whip, and very good with that.
‘I
think she might be ashamed that she didn’t use one to kill herself before
allowing herself to be enslaved, or ashamed of her showing when she was
enslaved.’ That wasn’t really rational, but it would explain her embarrassment.
Youko decided to change the subject and he picked up his Ikebana.
“Shuuichi-sama,
when you leave could you take this with you and give it to Shiori-sama from
me?”
“Sure,
just remember to remind me before I leave. What does it mean?” Asuka took the
chance to retreat back to her bedroom; Youko didn’t know what she did in
there, but then it didn’t really matter to him.
“It
means ‘Thank you for your kindness’, and it implies a familial relationship. I
apologise if I presumed.” Youko put the Ikebana down, avoiding Shuuichi’s eyes.
“You
didn’t. Not really. I know we haven’t added you to the family register, but as
my concubine you’re part of my household now, and Kaasan does see you almost as
a daughter.” And Shiori-sama was the most important thing in the world
to Shuuichi. “I’m actually thinking about asking her to add you and Asuka to
the family register before Hatanabe-san adds her to his. It would mean more to
me that way.” And to Youko too, it would mean that she’d accepted him as a part
of Shuuichi’s life and accepted Shuuichi’s nature and desire for a rather
unconventional domestic arrangement by modern standards. “I wanted to ask you a
few questions about the scenario you came up with last night, come.” Youko
smiled at that, at the implication that he’d impressed Shuuichi, and followed
his Patron into his bedroom. He hesitated when Shuuichi sat on his futon, but
joined him when his master nodded for him to.
“What
did you wish to know Shuuichi-sama?”
“How
much detail did you go into? I got the impression that even though the people
all looked different, albeit a bit like there were just six different families,
three all men and three all women, but they didn’t seem to have much in the way
of personality.”
“I’ll
correct for that by gender flipped versions then when I add the children...that
is if you’d be interested in using more scenarios based in that ‘community’. I
just copied six basic shapes, letting enough imperfections slip in to make them
individual. But you’re right, I didn’t bother giving them much in the way of
personality, just enough to act as an appreciative audience for you. I didn’t
have time to do more.” Youko shrugged, waiting to hear Shuuichi’s assessment of
what he’d done.
“That...isn’t
how I’d have done it, but it was creative and well-executed. Congratulations.
Would that setting work for other scenarios, or is it just that one?”
“There
are other scenarios that apply to that setting. I haven’t worked them all out,
except that I’m a virgin in all of them and they’re all religious ceremonies. I
have plans to improve on the setting if you want me to, for instance I think I
can set the people up so that they acquire personalities over time in the
dreamscape and I need to build more homes and such there.”
“Why
always virgin?” There was a note of disappointment in Shuuichi’s voice, as well
as curiosity. “And are you dominant in any of these rituals?”
“It
fitted the mythology I came up with. I went for the simplicity of a two god
set-up, one of change and one of stasis.” Youko shrugged, it had made more
sense to have one avatar with perpetually renewing virginity than a new avatar
chosen to be virgin every year. “And yes, I dominate in precisely one ritual,
the mirror of the ritual we dreamed of last night.”
“The
beginning of autumn instead of spring?” He sounded a bit puzzled, then he
seemed to work out why. “To try and make the autumn mild and the winter short?”
“Yes
Shuuichi-sama. With everything else the aim is for things to change, hopefully
for the better, but then everyone wants things to stay the same as much as
possible.”
“Hmm.
Work on building that setting up until you think it’s complete, would you like
a tanto like Asuka’s as a reward for that?”
“I
was a little jealous of her when I saw it actually. Did that show so much?”
“No.
Kiss me now my silver rose.” Youko drew in a hissing breath in pleasure when he
heard the endearment, and obeyed enthusiastically.
~~~()~~~
Youko
was wearing his black yukata with the silver foxes embroidered on it for his
visit to Shiori-sama today. Shuuichi-sama didn’t often decide to use his right
to dictate what Youko wore, but Youko knew better than to assume that leniency
would mean his Patron wouldn’t punish him for disobeying. Still, he wore the
black obi with it, instead of the dark red one they’d originally chosen, and he
left the red polish on his fingernails chipped and untended in a subtle act of
defiance. They’d grown long enough to look feminine anyway he had to admit, but
this once he didn’t want to bother with going to the trouble of removing the
polish and selecting an appropriately subdued colour. Besides, Shuuichi
liked it when his nails were painted red, even when it was chipped and worn
away at the ends, because it looked like blood; Shiori-sama simply didn’t think
anything too blatant was ladylike. He’d gotten into the habit of wearing
make-up - at least lip gloss and a smear of neutral eyeshadow - every time he
went out, even on the rare occasions when it was as a male, but now he made it
a bit less subtle than usual, including a deep wine lipstick and dark grey
eyeshadow. Shuuichi had jokingly complained once about how subtle his make-up
usually was, although he’d been understanding about Youko’s desire to please
Shiori-sama and he’d never ordered Youko to wear more obvious make-up. He’d
also made it clear how much he enjoyed letting Youko’s hair out so Youko put it
up fully, with pins and combs, something he hadn’t used in his dream scenario,
allowing his own preference for leaving his hair loose to influence the design
of Kalikos. (Of course he could justify his decision if Shuuichi asked him, but
it hadn’t been necessary so far.)
Shiori-sama
hadn’t said anything about what Youko was wearing, although she’d seemed a
little disappointed by it, instead she’d gone straight into another lesson in
the tea ceremony. This time it was a review of the variations they’d done so
far instead of a new ceremony, followed by a discussion on how to set the right
tone for the ceremony.
“I’d
like to give you a test next time you come. I want you to set up and perform
the tea ceremony I tell you then without any guidance from me. Will that be a
problem for you?”
“Of
course not. If you wish to test me it is your right.” That seemed to bother her
for some reason, Youko couldn’t tell why though, but he still wanted to
make her feel better. “I expected that you would wish to test me since we were
just reviewing earlier work today.”
She
smiled at that, and changed the subject. “Ah, I see. Well, I know you are very
talented with Ikebana, the arrangement you sent with Shuuichi shows that. All I
could interpret was that you were saying thank you for something?”
“Yes,
for all the kindness you have shown me Shiori-sama. And I presumed to imply a
familial relationship. Did I offend you?”
“No.”
Shiori-sama laughed at the idea. “And besides, my son has asked me to add you
to the family register.” What was Youko supposed to say to that?
“H-he
told me he was going to ask, two days ago.” Youko blushed, keeping his eyes
cast down, he hoped that he hadn’t been admitting to anything wrong on
Shuuichi’s part by telling Shiori-sama that. She laughed at him, but Youko knew
it wasn’t malicious, that simply wasn’t in her nature.
“Of
course he’d ask how you feel about being added to the family register before
asking me to add you. He wouldn’t make the arrangements without consulting you,
only your parents would have that right, and even then arranged marriages are
pretty rare nowadays.”
She
just didn’t understand. Youko didn’t have any choice in the matter, it
was up to Shuuichi whether or not he was to be considered part of his family,
he didn’t even really want a choice. But if it made Shiori-sama happier
to think he’d been given the option of refusing then so be it. Still, she’d
only mentioned him, did that mean Shuuichi hadn’t asked to have Asuka added to
the family register?
“Forgive
my ignorance please Shiori-sama, but would my name change if you granted
Shuuichi-sama’s request?” He was sure he should know that answer to that
question without asking, but he just couldn’t remember, and he thought it might
please Shiori-sama if he asked her.
“Call
me Kaasan. I am going to add you to the family register. And we can do it two
ways, either keeping Youko as a second personal name or replacing your clan
name with ours totally. What would you rather?”
“Whatever
Shuuichi-sama wishes.” Even if Youko was the only connection he had left to his
clan...he knew it wasn’t exactly a feminine name by Japanese standards. And
Akari was the name Shiori-sama had given him. But she looked a bit disconcerted
by that, and changed the subject for some reason. He didn’t understand it, but
he was happy enough to explain what each of the flowers in her Ikebana meant
and why they were all arranged together as they were.
~~~()~~~
Shiori
wasn’t entirely certain why Akari was so embarrassed about the fact that
her son had asked her how she felt about being added to the Minamino family
register before he asked Shiori to consider it, but she suspected it had
something to do with the strange answer she got when she asked Akari about
replacing her clan name. She changed the subject to something the girl would be
more comfortable talking about, and something Shiori could praise without
seeming ignorant, her Ikebana. Shiori didn’t know much about it, not more than
the most cursory overview, but she understood what Akari was trying to explain
to her, especially when she got the arrangement and pointed out specific things
of importance. But Akari seemed to be a little lost when Shiori mentioned
something she only knew about in general terms, either because it was an old
meaning, something Shiori’s mother had taught her or because she just
hadn’t got that far in her course.
Reluctantly
Shiori had to admit that Akari seemed more natural and comfortable in her
yukata than she had in the Western clothing Shiori favoured herself. Ruefully
she had to acknowledge that she was doing the same thing to Akari her mother
had done to her as a child; forcing her to dress the way Shiori felt
comfortable, rather than to her own tastes. And truthfully the tea ceremony did
look better performed by a woman in traditional dress.
“By
the way, your yukata is beautiful, and you’re obviously skilled at how to place
your obi. Do you have true kimono at all?”
“Yes.
Three informal kimono, one each in black, dark blue and white, and two more
formal kimono, in different degrees of formality.” She let her eyes drop and
blushed faintly as she continued. “Thank you for the compliment on my skill,
but Shuuichi-sama is the one who chose my yukata.”
“Ah.”
Shiori wasn’t sure what else to say to that. “Then wear a yukata on Monday, and
an informal kimono next Friday if you would.”
“As
you wish Kaasan. Is there any particular colour you wish me to wear?” Why would
that be up to her? She wanted Akari to perform an engagement tea ceremony for
her son, but she was used to Shuuichi not really caring that much about what he
wore - after all, he usually dressed in his school uniform, even when he wasn’t
at school.
“No,
whatever you’re most comfortable with...although...perhaps not the white.”
White was mourning, after all. Shiori knew she was manipulating Akari just a
little bit, but she didn’t care. “Am I likely to get grandchildren from you?”
she only realised just how thoroughly she’d managed to repress her knowledge of
Ak-Youko’s true gender when she saw the girl’s startlement, and even
then she couldn’t see her as male.
“Not
human grandchildren. And probably not in your lifespan, not from me. If I ever
attain a sixth tail I’ll be able to carry Shuuichi-sama’s kits, but they’ll be
born in fox form, we don’t get a human form until we get our third tail, and I
was over eight hundred years old before I gained my third tail. Even our
humanoid forms aren’t accessible until we hit puberty.”
“Oh!”
Shiori couldn’t help but be disappointed by that. She’d wanted
grandchildren, but it seemed she’d have to settle for gaining a daughter...and
knowing that her son would live for a very long time. But they’d implied it
would be possible for Shuuichi to have another lover without anyone in their
relationship objecting. “What about if he had children with a human woman? Or a
different type of demon?”
“I...a
human woman might be able to give Shuuichi-sama children who looked human from
birth, but...they’d probably be pretty weak, I don’t think he’d like that,
they’d be too much of a vulnerability for him.” The way Shiori knew she was
herself, even if Akari didn’t say that. “And the Reikai authorities frown on
powerful demons, more than C-class superior at the very highest, reproducing
with humans. It gives rise to problems when it comes to sorting the dead you
see. For another demon...” Akari shrugged gracefully. “The problem is that
powerful demons only look even slightly human later in life, most of them
anyway. And the weaker ones never really look human at all, although even if
they did there’d be the same problem of producing weak offspring. We don’t have
a clan stronghold where we could raise kits you see.”
“And
until you do you won’t be able to risk having children? Won’t you be safe here,
or can’t you find somewhere safe in this world?”
“It
isn’t my decision. But I doubt it, not with so few of us. Really it takes at
least ten kitsune to make up a large enough clan to safely raise kits.”
“Ten?”
Shiori found it hard to believe that kitsune needed that many adults to raise a
few kits.
“Well...ten
to hold and disguise a large enough territory that we don’t need an adult to be
constantly with the kits.” Akari shrugged as she spoke. “I suppose it might be
possibly for a pair of kitsune to raise one litter, but three or four would be
better if we wanted to risk raising kits without a clan.” She frowned as she
spoke. “I suppose we would have to take that risk if Shuuichi-sama chose to
create a new clan. I do know that all clans started that way.” she shook her
head then, looking at the clock. “Should we start preparing a meal for when
Shuuichi-sama returns?”
“Not
yet. I want to hear more about how a kitsune clan works.”
~~~()~~~
Youko
wore leather pants and a leather vest over a grey cotton shirt for his training
with Genkai-shihan and the rest of the Tantei. Shuuichi hadn’t been upset that
he’d answered Shiori-sama’s questions about kitsune clans, or told her what
little he remembered, but he hadn’t answered the question their conversation
had brought up for Youko. Was his Patron intending to start a clan of his own,
or ask to join a clan to have protection for his kits? It wasn’t something
Youko’d ever thought about, or ever dared consider after seeing his own clan
slaughtered, but...
It
didn’t matter. Youko turned his attention to Genkai-shihan, since they all
trained together she was the one to decide on how they trained, even if
Shuuichi decided when he was allowed to go and play in the forest. And she’d
implied she had something special planned for them all.
“What
are we doing today Old Hag?” Yuusuke must have caught that implication too
then.
“Teamwork,
tracking and evasion. The foxes are working together to avoid being caught, and
the rest of you need to catch them. You can have half an hour to plan, then the
foxes get half an hour head start to hide in the forest. You’ll have four and a
half hours after that to catch them. The foxes win if they all get back here
five hours after they’ve set off...but you have to spend all five hours in the
forest, the tracking team win if they can catch all the foxes in the four and a
half hours.”
“And
it’s a draw if some of us avoid you and some of us get captured.” Youko was
sure his Patron hadn’t needed to say that out loud, but he wasn’t going to be
saying anything that might show any doubt in his judgement.
“Precisely.
Start planning.” For a moment Youko thought Hiei was going to protest, but
Yuusuke dragged him and Kuwabara away to plan.
‘Youko,
can you set up three illusions with what looks like suppressed versions of our
ki and send them out independently?’
‘Yes,
but I haven’t tested how long they will last without my being near enough to
feed ki to them constantly. And I’m not sure how complicated the instructions I
can give them can be.’ Youko knew that was a weakness, in is knowledge of his
abilities for certain, and perhaps in his abilities himself, but he hadn’t had
a chance to test it.
‘I’ve
never heard of anyone giving illusions any sort of instructions for operating
out of line of sight, or where the actions can be clearly envisaged.’ Asuka was
supporting him, and encouraging him despite his inadequacies. But she could
have a point, he wouldn’t have considered doing something like that,
except for the experiences he’d had with Shuuichi in the dreamscape.
‘Set
them to just run through the forest. Asuka, you can suppress your ki well
enough to pass for a normal fox, can’t you?’
‘Yes.
That’s something we learn before we can shift to our half-fox form.’
‘Good.
I want you to do that and to hide for the full five hours before you
make your way back here, looking like a normal fox for as long as you can.
Youko, I’ll create a set of nine illusions in potentia, they’ll activate when
one of our opponents gets to within ten metres of your illusions. Your
illusions should be ordered to just run, in some sort of pattern, acting as a
diversion. You can have them stick together or split up as you wish.’
‘It
would be easier to have them stick together.’
‘And
that would make them think we were determined to have a decisive
outcome...either win or lose, not try for a draw in case we can’t win. Either
way if you can I want you to set them to dissipate either when they’re brought
to the temple or after six hours.’ That wasn’t a problem, well the time limit
wasn’t, although setting them to dissipate on getting back to the temple might
be, and Youko was aware that he couldn’t have done what Shuuichi was
planning on doing with his own illusions. ‘Will you be aware of when they dissipate?’
‘I’m
not sure. I think that if I wanted to do that I’d have to keep some sort of
link to them, and that would let Hiei track me from them.’
‘Good
point. Then don’t try to keep track of them, but if you have the energy to
spare for it create a second set about half way through the game.’ And send
them off again, that went without saying. ‘Otherwise just run and hole up at
some point if you can. But break your scent by travelling through the treetops
and up a stream for a while.’ That was simple practicality, and Youko was
surprised their Patron bothered to explain it to them, but then...Asuka had
been enslaved, and she’d spent at least the past six years in a brothel.
Her skills in hiding her trail couldn’t have been too good to start off with if
she was captured, and they had to have degraded even further during her time as
a whore. ‘Asuka, can you manage that?’
‘Yes
Shuuichi-sama, I should be able to find a stream to break my scent. And If I go
into the stream in this form and emerge in fox form...’ Perhaps Genkai-shihan
had improved her skills then, or she’d been better than Youko expected and not
lost as much skill as he’d thought.
‘Hiding
one of your tails, yes. Are there any normal foxes who live in the area?’ For
decoys, of course. Youko had to think a moment about how to convey the
information about where they denned, eventually coming up with the idea of
visualising the place the way he would a dreamscape and adding a rough mental
map.
‘Yes,
they den here.’ He sent the images he’d come up with as he answered his
Patron.
‘Good.
I’ll aim for that area, and tie illusions of us to the foxes. If you come
across one you-’
“Planning
time’s up. Start running evasion team.” Youko glanced at Genkai-shihan, then
followed Shuuichi as he ran towards the forest. They came to a halt for him to
create the illusions and for Shuuichi to do whatever it was that he was doing
to add his own illusions. Then they split up, Youko and Shuuichi taking to the
trees and Asuka remaining on the ground, but it occurred to Youko that the
others wouldn’t know the forest as well as he did.
‘Here,
Asuka, Shuuichi-sama, this is where the streams are.’ He used the same rough
map of the forest he’d created to show where the foxes den was, but drawing
attention to the streams instead, particularly the one on the way to the foxes
den for Shuuichi-sama.
‘Thank
you Youko.’
‘Well
thought my silver rose.’ Their responses came simultaneously, and Youko just
focused on getting to his own chosen stream.
~~~()~~~
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