InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart's Landfill ❯ Turbulence and Then Some ( Chapter 18 )

A/N: As always all characters will be walking that fine line called OOCness. Well, my professional life has taken a nasty little dip into the toilet along with my personal life (sighs). If you're reading this, then that means that I haven't taken a flying leap out of my bedroom window (it's on the first floor, so don't worry about it too much). This chapter has been written and edited for some time, but I haven't really been motivated enough to do anything with it, until now. Right now, I'm battling a little bit of writers block, don't get me wrong it's not because I don't have any ideas, because I do. I just can't seem to distinguish the good ones from the bad ones or focus on any of them long enough, to put them in any sort of order (my life sucks right now, trust me). Anyway, this is more of a rant or vent than an author's note, so I'll shut up now. Thanks for reading and reviewing to those of you that do. Thank you Neko Lady for your outstanding job with editing my chapters and your unwavering support. And I'd like to take a moment to welcome a new beta to my team, LilAkikoElf. She hasn't caught up to us yet, but she's chugging along like the little champ that she is. That's it from me. See you when I see you and enjoy! Peace!!

 

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership to anyone or anything, with the exception of Nya, Malcolm, and Dr. Aikio.

 

Chapter 18:

 

Turbulence and Then Some

 

“We will be taxiing away from the gate shortly,” a feminine voice stated over the intercom.

 

Kagome swallowed and tried to calm her rapidly beating heart. It wasn't that she was afraid of flying or anything of the sort. It was more that he, Takahashi Inuyasha, hadn't arrived yet. Part of her wanted him to miss the flight, but the other smaller, insignificant, and annoying part of her desperately wanted to see him.

 

She'd arrived at the Tokyo Metropolitan Airport early and sat at the gate anxiously looking around, hoping she didn't see him strolling towards her with that knowing smirk on his face. While that same annoying, despicable part of her subconscious was secretly jumping for joy every time it saw a glimpse of white.

 

To make matters worse, the seat next to her was still empty. Did this mean that his ass of a brother had gotten them adjoining seats? Or was she just reading too much into it?

 

Glancing around the sparsely filled first class section of the plane, she sighed lightly. `That doesn't mean anything. There are more empty seats up here because most people can't afford to fly this way,' she tried to reason with herself as she turned to look behind her and through the curtains that separated the overpopulated economy class from her section.

 

Settling back, Kagome tried to shut off her mind, but no matter what she did, she couldn't stop the anxious feeling from creeping slowly up her spine. She wanted to jump up and run off the plane! She wanted to run into the economy class and hide within the midst of the hoards of people jammed in there like sardines in a tin can one size too small!

 

`How did I let him…' she cut off her own thought and reworded it, `I didn't have a fucking choice! That bastard… That bastard left me no fucking alternative!'

 

Glancing up at the redheaded flight attendant that looked like she belonged on the cover of a porno magazine, Kagome couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to her last conversation with Sango.

 

Flashback

 

“Why are you so pissed? It's a free trip to one of the most beautiful places on earth; not to mention you are going with one of the nicest looking men on the face of the planet,” Sango commented from her perch on her friend's dresser.

 

Pulling out another shirt from her dresser drawer, Kagome forewent folding it and instead balled it up and threw it into her opened suitcase. “That's really besides the fucking point! I don't care how `cute' he is or how beautiful that goddamn place is, I have a life you know! And it doesn't have anything to do with the Takahashis and their bullshit!”

 

Sliding off of the dresser, Sango decided the she'd proceed with caution as she sat down next to the suitcase and began to slowly fold the things that Kagome had already thrown in it carelessly. “If you ask me, you don't have much of a life.”

 

Turning on her, Kagome snarled, “Who asked you?”

 

Glancing up at her friend that she knew was a little too angry to be rational, Sango continued to slowly fold the clothes and replace them neatly in the suitcase. “If I didn't' know any better, I'd say that you were more frightened than anything else.”

 

“Frightened?” Kagome mimicked in disbelief. “Please! Ever since I almost ran over his sorry ass, all I've been doing is running into him! And now look at me! I'm packing a fucking suitcase to travel halfway across the fucking world to do a fucking closing for him and his prick of a brother!” Snatching a few of her business suits out of her closet, she tossed them on the bed. “I'm not scared of anything, I assure you! I just wish he…all of them would crawl back up under that rock that they came from because my life was much simpler before I had any contact with him!”

 

“And…what would you be doing now, had this offer not presented itself?” Not waiting for her to respond, Sango continued, “It's not like you're not getting paid. Hell, if you ask me…”

 

Kagome cut her off, “Once again, who…asked…you?”

 

Sango shook her head dejectedly. “Boss Lady, you have to stop this. I don't even want to ask you what the real problem is because I know you won't tell me. But, if you want a piece of friendly advice…”

 

Kagome turned to look at her, her eyes narrowed as if at any moment she would pounce on her.

 

“Whatever is holding you back; let it go. Life is too short to live with such anger. You have to grab what little happiness and pleasure you can find because you could be wiped off the face of the planet at any given moment. Then what will you be left with?” she queried rhetorically, then answered her own question, “That's right, nothing but regret.”

 

“Let you tell it, I'll be dead. So, I really don't think it will matter. Now will it?”

 

Grabbing a pair of her boss's jeans, Sango ignored her snappy comment and proceeded to fold them as she continued, “So what if he's Takahashi Inuyasha? So what if you feel railroaded into going on this trip with him? Make the best of it because things like this only happen once in a lifetime.”

 

Kagome turned away from her and made her way over to the drawer that held her intimates, but she didn't respond.

 

“ I would love to be in your shoes right now, so make the most of it. The closing is supposed to last, two maybe three hours, and then you're free to do what you want, when you want, right?” Not waiting for an answer, she finished, “Do like that black woman in that movie basedin Jamaica did; find an islander and get your groove back.”

 

Walking over to her suitcase, Kagome dropped an arm full of her intimates in. “I don't know Sango. I...I'm just… Takahashi Inuyasha makes me…”

 

Standing up, Sango wrapped her arms around her and hugged her tight as she cut her off, “Miroku always tells me that the one thing that scares you or frightens you or even makes you nervous the most; is the one thing that you must pursue and conquer.”

 

End flashback

 

“Pursue and conquer?” Kagome whispered as she looked up at the redheaded attendant and beckoned her towards her. `If only I had the balls to that, Sango.'

 

“Ma'am?”

 

“How much longer will it be before we take off?” Kagome asked, looking down at her watch. Hearing some commotion near the door of the plane, she looked up and queried, “What's going on up there?”

 

The stewardess smiled. “I'm sure it's fine. It's probably just the person we were waiting on.”

 

`We were… They were… They held the whole fucking flight up for…' her thought stopped immediately as she watched him step suavely through the door. An un-tucked, short-sleeved, white linen button down shirt draped over his masculine chest. A pair of acid washed, baggy jeans hugged his thighs snuggly, leaving only enough room for the imagination.

 

`Boom chicka wah wah,' she couldn't help but to think. However, she quickly berated herself for even thinking of him in such a way.

 

His hair falling lazily over his shoulders, Inuyasha smiled confidently at the redheaded woman, that had only moments ago been standing over Kagome, as he handed her his carry-on bag and shoved his hands into his pockets.

 

“Takahashi-sama,” she confirmed with a bow as she pointed to his seat, which Kagome hoped was behind her instead of right next to her.

 

Glancing at her, Inuyasha smiled genuinely showing off just a glimpse of his fangs. “Thank you.”

 

Kagome swallowed and tried to look away, or at least uninterested, but she knew she was failing, because the closer he came to her, the wider his smile grew.

 

“Oi,” he stated, looking her up and down even though she was seated. Leaning so that one arm was on the seats in front of her and the other on the seat right next to her, he continued, “Sorry for making you wait, I got a little tied up.”

 

`I bet! He probably had to fuck his girlfriend one last time before he left!' Rolling her eyes, Kagome huffed, her voice annoyed, “Look, find your seat and save your apologies for someone that truly cares, okay?”

 

Throwing his hands up in defeat, Inuyasha sat down next to her and stated, “See, here I am trying to at least `pretend' to be nice to you, and all you can do is shoot me down.”

 

`I fucking knew it!' she thought as she scooted over towards the window even though she didn't have to. Placing her purse in between them, she then pulled her seatbelt together in order to fasten them as she snapped, “You don't need to pretend to be anything to me! Just stay out of my way this weekend and we'll be fine!”

 

Shrugging in an 'I-don't-care' fashion, the hanyou fastened his belt and leaned back in his seat as if he didn't have a care in the world. “If you're going to act like a bitch this entire time, then I'm sure I can find some of my prick-esque tendencies.”

 

She could feel the plane taxiing backwards as she glanced over at him, but didn't dare say anything. `Asshole,' she silently hissed. `Does he think he's warning me? Wait… I know…'

 

“Please fasten your seat belts and leave them fastened until the no seat belt sign is given,” a voice chirped over the intercom. As soon as that voice went away, another came on and was giving directions as to where the nearest exits were and what to do in the event of a crash and such.

 

Kagome couldn't help but to think, `If we crash, all I'm going to do is kiss my ass goodbye. To hell with the floatation devices and oxygen and shit! What will it matter? In the end… From as high up as we'll be, it won't matter any goddamn way.'

 

Glancing over at her seatmate, Kagome couldn't help but to stare at him as he sat back with his eyes closed. His face looked like it was as smooth as a baby's bottom and as soft as melting butter. He looked innocent, quiet, sensitive, trustworthy, but she knew better.

 

`Kouga looked just as innocent when he slept, didn't he?' she questioned. Still, she couldn't look away. Letting her eyes roam down his neck to the tender flesh of his chest that she could see since he wasn't totally buttoned up, she found it hard to stop herself from wanting to touch him, if only for one brief moment.

 

The memories of her dreams about him began dancing before her eyes. They were clips, mere snapshots of their bodies intertwined… There were peeks, glimpses of his chiseled chest, his back, and his hands roaming over every inch of her body.

 

“See something you like?” he asked softly, one golden eye opened slightly and directed towards her.

 

“Go to hell,” Kagome retorted with disdain as she shook her head, forcing away her thoughts. Sitting back, she mentally kicked herself for allowing her mind to run rampant.

 

“I'll make sure to save a seat for you right beside me,” Inuyasha replied with a chuckle as the plane began to climb quickly into the night sky. He could smell the change in her scent, but he wasn't sure exactly what that was for. After all, she did despise him, didn't she?

 

The two of them sat in silence, trying to ignore the other while fighting off the way their ears were popping and their stomachs seemed to be doing flips.

 

As the plane finally began to level off, the captain stated over the intercom, “We will be cruising at 35,000 feet. We should be arriving in Honolulu, Hawaii, at 7:25 A.M. Those of you that will be taking connecting flights to other destinations, please await further travel information from your wonderful Flight Attendants, who will be serving you your dinner meals and drinks shortly. The evening movie will be Serendipity and should begin shortly after 9. You're now free to move around the cabin. Thank you for flying United Airlines.”

 

`Serendipity? Seren…dipity? My Gods, what in the hell are you trying to tell me?' She knew that `serendipity' meant fate, destiny, and chance! What exactly were the Gods trying to tell her? Why this movie? Why this flight? Why did it have to be with Takahashi Inuyasha?

 

Inuyasha chuckled as if he'd just read her mind. Glancing at her, he said, “Who would've thought that after our first, second, and third meeting, I'd be taking you to romantic Maui?”

 

“First, you are not taking me anywhere! Second, don't assume that you and I are anything other than business partners, and that's barely! And thirdly, you can thank that `ass' you call a brother!”

 

“My sentiments exactly,” the hanyou quipped, ignoring the rest of her statement. “I knew there had to be something that we agreed on.”

 

“Takahashi-sama, Ma'am, would you care for the rack of lamb, chicken cordon bleu or the baked tilapia for dinner?” the redheaded stewardess queried, smiling down at Inuyasha.

 

“I'll take the chicken,” Inuyasha replied, staring at Kagome.

 

“I'll have the tilapia,” Kagome added, watching the redheaded porno star watch Inuyasha closely. `What the hell is she looking at?' she thought heatedly. `What if he and I were together? I can't believe she's just flirting with him like this in front of me!' Kagome cleared her throat loudly and asked abruptly, “Was there something else you needed?” As soon as those words left her mouth she felt stupid, well, beyond stupid.

 

How could she sit there and act as if this…this tramp had actually done something to offend her? She didn't like Inuyasha! As a matter of fact, she hated his guts with a passion, didn't she?

 

If that was so, then why could she feel her blood slowly begin to boil the longer the woman stood there gazing down on him, as though at any moment she would straddle his hips and do the unthinkable right there before her?

 

The woman stuttered and stumbled over her words, “Um-I-I need to know what you would like to drink with your meal.”

 

Inuyasha laughed and sat back, his eyes still trained on Kagome's now beet red face. Looking away from her and towards the attendant, he replied smoothly, “Bring us a two Vodka sours for now.”

 

Kagome glanced over at him, but didn't respond or try to stop him. `What the hell am I doing?'

 

“Right away and, should you need anything…anything at `all'…please, let me know,” the porno star purred, staring down at Inuyasha.

 

Grinning, the hanyou leaned forward, looking as if he'd just walked out of a Tommy Bahama magazine and asked seductively, one eyebrow quirked higher than the other, “Any…thing?”

 

“Any…thing,” she replied with a sexy smirk and a gentle rock of her hips.

 

Kagome didn't know what came over her. It could've been the way the woman was just blatantly disregarding her existence, or it could've been that somewhere deep, deep down inside she was actually jealous. The latter of the two, she just refused to even acknowledge.

 

Shoving Inuyasha roughly back against his seat, she leaned forward and hissed as she quickly eyed the woman's name tag, “Marcy, I suggest you go get those damn drinks before you end up wearing my foot up your ass as your newest accessory!”

 

Inuyasha outright laughed. “I knew you had a nasty attitude, but I had no idea that you cared for me so much.”

 

“Please, get over yourself! That had absolutely nothing to do with you throwing yourself at her or her throwing herself at you. You can screw whomever or should I say whatever-you want to, I don't care. I just want my drink,” she lied, or was she telling the truth?

 

“Yeah, well, that must be one hell of a thirst you got going there because it sure seemed more like jealousy than anything else to me.”

 

Kagome rolled her eyes and crossed her arms beneath her full breasts. “Please, as if I would even waste the energy. If you were on fire, I wouldn't piss on you to put it out.”

 

Inuyasha found it entirely too easy to get under her skin. Leaning forward so that he was a breath away from her ear, he whispered, “Ah, so now you're promising me golden showers, are you?”

 

Feeling the heat of his breath on her ear, she tried to lean away, but found she hadn't far to go. Glancing at him out the corner of her eye, she caught his golden gaze staring directly at her unblinking and unwavering. “I-I-I promised you no such thing,” she stuttered as she tried to adjust her breathing.

 

Licking his lips, Inuyasha retorted softly, sensually, “Of course you did. You just said…” He leaned closer. “…If I was on fire, you would piss on me to put it out.” Biting down on his bottom lip, he finished, “That sounds like an offer to me.”

 

Kagome swallowed, tried to hide the fact that his heated breathe on her earlobe was turning her on. `He's so close. I have to… go… I have to get out of here,' she thought desperately, but realized she actually had no place to run to besides the bathroom. She absolutely hated small spaces if they weren't absolutely necessary, so that wasn't an option at all.

 

“Your drinks,” the redheaded stewardess, Marcy interrupted, trying to keep her eyes from focusing in on either Kagome or Inuyasha.

 

Feeling relieved that Inuyasha had finally backed off, Kagome closed her eyes and sighed softly while trying to show him that he'd hadn't had any kind of effect on her. “Thank you,” she heard Inuyasha say as she opened her eyes and stared over at where he had set their drinks.

 

“Your dinners should be done shortly.”

 

Inuyasha murmured, “Yeah, okay,” impatiently, while handing one of the drinks to his reluctant companion. Watching the woman hurry down the isle, he teased, “Damn you really got to her. Now who the hell am I going to get to initiate me into the mile high club?”

 

“You're just nasty,” Kagome retorted with contempt as she took her drink from him.

 

Inuyasha chuckled suavely, but didn't reply. He couldn't remember the last time he'd actually laughed so much, even if it was at someone else's expense.

 

Staring down at her drink, a frown on her face, Kagome questioned apprehensively, “Do you think she spit in it? I would have, had someone spoke to me like that.”

 

Switching his drink with hers without even thinking about it, he replied, “Everyone ain't as bitchy as you. So, no, she probably didn't.”

 

Taken aback by how he so easily switched drinks with her, her retort died on her tongue. Taking a sip, she set it down in the cup holder in front of her.

 

“I know you hate me and you probably didn't want to come on this trip, so tell me…how, exactly, did my brother talk you into it?” Inuyasha queried evenly, sitting back, his drink in his hand.

 

“I'd rather not say…although, I will say that I've gained a strong dislike for him.”

 

Inuyasha nodded as he took another sip of his drink. “He has that effect on people. I just can't figure out for the life of me why Rin loves him.”

 

It was Kagome's turn to laugh. “You're right; they are polar opposites, aren't they?”

 

Inuyasha stared at her; his eyes trained on her face while the sound of her laughter found a permanent home in his brain. “You should do that more often.”

 

Frowning, she queried, “What?”

 

“Laugh.”

 

Kagome snorted softly and rolled her eyes again as she sat back in her seat, her head turned towards the window. Watching the night sky fly past, she couldn't help but to smile to herself. `Maybe this trip won't be that bad after all. Maybe it'll be okay to just breathe for once in my life.'

 

Simonkal of Inuy

 

Glancing down at his watch, Inuyasha yawned sleepily and tried not to move too much, so as to not jar the young woman who was haphazardly passed out on his shoulder.

 

He'd been sitting there for the past few hours listening contently to the quietness of the plane, the humming of the massive engines, and the melodious beat of her heart.

 

Staring up at the small yellow and red lights that glowed softly above him, the hanyou shifted his legs so that they were crossed at the ankles and his free arm bent backwards behind his head.

 

The chairs that they were sitting in were now reclined so far back that they could've easily been medical beds. He'd seen something like them advertised on late night TV, and figured that, that was the reason she was now leaning against him.

 

`Thank God for first class,' he thought, glancing down at her sleeping face. `If she saw herself right now, she'd probably slap the shit out of me.' He wanted to laugh at that thought because the girl's temper seemed to know no bounds, even if she `was' in the wrong.

 

After they'd eaten dinner, they'd shared a few more drinks and had actually had a normal conversation with little to no hostility. He figured it was probably the drinks that had caused her to lower her battle wall, because she became very forthcoming and honest with all the questions that he asked her.

 

As they talked, he found it hard to believe that she was the same woman that had so unceremoniously cursed him out. It was almost as if she, Higurashi Kagome, were three totally different and utterly separate people. They all seemed to have different likes and dislikes, different wants and desires, and totally different moods.

 

There was the bitch that he met when he almost crashed into her, and then he met her again at the bar. Then, there was the professional, no nonsense woman that walked into his brother's office looking and acting like the definition of a businesswoman. And tonight, after a few drinks and some small talk, he'd finally met what he hoped was the real her. She was silly, made jokes, even if they were all at his expense, and even laughed with him, instead of at him.

 

Closing his eyes, he sighed lightly, still making sure not to move. Otherwise, he was sure he'd lose the warmth of her body next to him. `I suppose that we are all at least three different personalities rolled into one.'

 

He himself was two people or more, wasn't he? With Rin he was almost the perfect `big brother.' With Sesshomaru and Nya, he was someone that was considered rather crude, rude, and…and, well, indifferent. With the children from the orphanage that he visited, he was all smiles and happy go lucky. When he was with Kikyo, he was the perfect picture of the forever-doting boyfriend turned fiancé. With Kagome…

 

His eyes snapped open. `With Kagome? I'm not with Kagome. But around her… Around her I'm…I'm…' Inuyasha glanced down at her as she moaned slightly and nuzzled her head against his shoulder. `I'm at ease. I don't know what it is about her or why, but… I'm at ease. It's like…'

 

“Is that your wife?” a small voice inquired from in front of him.

 

Blinking, Inuyasha lifted his head ever so slightly as he brushed away his thoughts. He had been so consumed with Kagome that he hadn't even noticed that a kid was sitting in front of them. “No, she's not.”

 

“Is she your girlfriend?” the little boy asked quietly, blushing profusely.

 

`Why the hell is he so goddamn nosey?' he thought, but he had never been one to blatantly curse children, so he bit his tongue and shook his head in a negative fashion.

 

“Is she your mistress?” he queried, tilting his head from right to left and back again while staring at Kagome as if he was trying to memorize her facial structure. “My mommy always says that daddy has mistresses.”

 

“Oi, where's your mom and dad? Shouldn't you be sleeping?” the hanyou blustered softly, trying not to wake up anyone around him and especially not the person lying beside him. Glancing at his watch, he finished, “It's four o'clock in the morning. Shouldn't you be sleeping rather than bothering `adults'?”

 

“Shush,” the little blonde haired, green-eyed boy retorted softly, glancing down at his side. “My daddy's sleeping.”

 

Taken aback at being shushed by what couldn't have been a child any older than 5, Inuyasha growled annoyingly. `Nosey little fucking brat!'

 

Stacking his arms on top of the other, the little boy rested his chin on his forearms as if he was getting comfortable for the evening. “My name's Malcolm. What's yours?”

 

The hanyou groaned, but quipped, “Oi, didn't your parents tell you to never speak to strangers?”

 

“Yes, but I've known you…” he glanced down at his digital watch and finished, “…almost 10 hours or more. So you're not a stranger. Besides, if you kidnap me where would you go? We're on a plane, idiot.”

 

`Idiot? Why I oughta…' Glaring at the little boy, he hissed through clenched teeth, “You…” but was stopped by the child's next question.

 

“So, if she's not your wife, girlfriend, or your mistress, why are you taking her to Hawaii? Daddy say's that men only take women they sleep with to Hawaii.”

 

`Your daddy sounds like an ass, Kid.' Seeing as how he wasn't going to be able to get rid of the little boy, Inuyasha sighed, “She's my friend, okay. Just…just don't tell her that.”

 

Malcolm smiled and stared down at Kagome. “She's pretty…really pretty.” He was quiet for a while, and then he continued, “Do you think she'd by my girlfriend?”

 

Inuyasha quirked an eyebrow and almost laughed out loud. “Runt, she's too old for you.”

 

“No she's not. My daddy says that when I get older, older woman will pay plenty of money to play with me. So if she's older than me now, she'll pay a lot to play with me then, don't you think?”

 

`What the hell kind of father does this little fucker have?' the hanyou thought in disbelief. The little boy was talking like he was going to grow up to be some kind of gigolo or something. `Smart little fuck!'

 

Kagome shifted on his arm and he froze as he stared down at her, forgetting for one moment that he had a tiny, smart-mouthed interloper watching his every move.

 

“You like her, don't you? I can tell by the way you look at her.”

 

“You little shit!” Inuyasha huffed, throwing the fact that he was speaking to a child out the window. Glaring up at the little youngster that stared back at him with mischief apparent in his luminous green eyes, he finished, “Turn around and stay out of grown folks' business!”

 

The little boy snickered and turned around quickly, disappearing behind the seat that he'd previously been sitting in.

 

Glaring at the back of the little boy's chair, Inuyasha growled low once more. Why did that one statement irritate him so? Why did it make his heart do flips and his mind swim with images of her smile and sounds of her laughter? More importantly, why did it feel like a slap in the face?

 

He damn sure didn't like her, he just…he just… Damn it, he was just trying to show her that he wasn't the ass that she thought he was, that's all!

 

Kagome shifted, turning over to the opposite side of her chair and away from him, as if she could feel him rejecting her on a subconscious level. Looking down at her back, he scowled as he reached down and pulled the blanket that one of the flight attendants had given them earlier, up around her shoulders.

 

`That little shit needs to mind his own fucking business!' he huffed. `I don't want a damn thing from her. I just want…I just want to make the most of this fucking trip,' he half lied to himself. `She's my colleague of sorts, that's all. Shit, we're not even friends,' he told himself as he reached down and pulled the blanket to cover the heel of her foot that was sticking out from beneath it.

 

Crossing his arms over his chest, he closed his eyes and grimaced as the sound of her laughter echoed within his mind once more. Forcing it away, he thought, `We're just hesitant acquaintances and nothing more. Just because we held one fucking civilized conversation means absolutely nothing!'

 

Frowning deeply, his eyes still closed, he decided quickly that this day had already been long enough. So, maybe he'd try to sleep away the next three hours until they got to Honolulu. There, they'd catch their connecting flight to Kapalua, Maui.

 

`Little snot-nose bastard,' was his final thought as he drifted into a fitful sleep filled with reminders of a woman that he desperately didn't want to like.

 

Until Next Time…(Your .02 cents are greatly appreciated.)

 

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Acknowledgements

 

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