InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rivers of the Heart ❯ Hope and Hopelessness ( Chapter 4 )

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***This chapter takes place one week after the last chapter***

Rivers of the Heart

Chapter Four: Hope and Hopelessness

Rin tugged at each sleeve of her forest green jacket, snapping both pieces of cloth in place before taking a deep intake of air. Momentarily closing her eyes, she slowly opened them and focused on the heavy cherry wood door before her. She silently prayed he would not notice unlike her co-workers

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Sesshoumaru leaned against his desk, arms folded across his chest as he stared at the pouting female before him. An intrigued eyebrow rose for a second at the comments spurting from his fiancée's mouth, but he quickly dismissed any notions she wished him to have about accompanying her to Paris for her spring shoot. He had entirely too much work to complete, and some where in the farthest plains of his heart, he could not bare being away from the only female that seemed to plague his mind every damning second. Rin.

"Please, I need you…" Kagura's dark crimson eyes clouded with hope and sadness.

Sesshoumaru exhaled forcefully, took a single stride so that he stood but an inch from her, his arms came up to brace her shoulders, "I cannot accompany you this time, Kagura. There are too many things that need to be accomplished before I even consider taking a short leave of absence," He watched her face fall, her eyes diverted towards the floor, "If you really wanted me to go, you should have asked me months ago."

Kagura's head snapped up, her heart sank, his face was so impassive, so uncaring, yet she loved him, more than anyone else in the world. She understood why he could not go but she still wished he would do something without thinking through it first. She wished he would take a chance, go on instinct, just decide something and let the consequences be damned. But that was not the type of person Sesshoumaru was, she understood that fact, and she would accept his decision.

"Okay, I will stop pestering you. So will you go to the States with me in the fall?" She asked, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. If she asked in advanced, the chances he would agree were higher.

Sesshoumaru shook his head in slight amusement at her antics, "We will see…" he responded placing a fluttering kiss on her forehead, and then taking her arm as they walked to the door.

Kagura stopped abruptly about two feet from the office door. She moved to block his path to the exit. Her long slender arms wrapped possessively around his neck, pulling her body firmly against his. The dark-haired woman allowed her heels to rise from the floor while her body moved upwards to close the distance between them. Her approach stopped for an instance when a soft knock reached her ears.

Sesshoumaru tightened his hold on his future wife at the sound of someone on the other side of the door. He looked down upon Kagura's cherry lips before grumbling a loud "enter" then capturing the taunting mouth.

Rin stepped inside Sesshoumaru's office to find him in a heated kiss with the only barrier that stood between Sesshoumaru and her. Her chocolate eyes locked with bright honey colored orbs for an instance then his eyes closed as he pulled Kagura closer to him. The younger girl stared at the couple in initial shock from the sight she did not expect to be greeted with but the feeling was immediately replaced with disgust.

Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Rin folded her arms and muttered, "You can't lie to yourself forever, Sesshoumaru."

Kagura broke away from the man in her arms and turned to face the intruding female. She was not sure she had heard Rin correctly.

"What was that Rin?" Kagura inquired.

Rin's face paled. Fuck, she hoped Kagura had not heard her. As it stood right now Kagura and her were on friendly grounds with each other. Of course Inuyasha and Kagome joked with her about Kagura hating her. Yes, Kagura was very possessive when it came to females around her fiancée. Most women drooled over the gorgeous man. But Rin understood that Kagura liked her but also had come to understand that once Sesshoumaru gave into to his desires that all would change and then Kagome and Inuyasha's predictions would hold true. Kagura would hate her with a nuclear power for stealing Sesshoumaru away.

Sesshoumaru smirked at Rin's discomfort. He had heard what she said and unlike Kagura understood its meaning. It was satisfying seeing her squirm for once. Why did he allow this facade to continue? He should just tell Rin to leave him alone. But Sesshoumaru found himself wanting her, he desired her, he burned for her, and he…loved…her!? Sesshoumaru loudly cleared his throat in more of a coughing manner at the latter revelation.

"Darling, are you okay?" Kagura asked quickly, rushing to his side, all questions of the previous comment forgotten.

Sesshoumaru regained his posture and his eyes fell onto Rin. He was not in love with her, he couldn't be? He was to make Kagura his bride before the summer. The beauty before him, staring at him with those amazing eyes was in all respects perfect. The curves of her body, the flawlessness of her skin, the bright smile she always seemed to have, the fiery spirit of her soul, she was without a doubt…perfect.

"Sesshoumaru?" Kagura asked again noticing the strange way he stared at Rin, and not liking the smile the younger girl offered in return to him.

"I am fine," Sesshoumaru retorted forcing his mind away from Rin. He would not think such things of a business associate nor a friend.

"Good," the model exclaimed, "I really should be going, my flight leaves in an hour. So I will see you in three weeks," She smiled at her love, placing a soft kiss upon his cheek.

Sesshoumaru nodded in response and his gaze returned to the temptress waiting patiently to address the reason for her visit to his office. He strained his eyes, the side Rin's cheekbone seemed a bit darker than normal but Sesshoumaru waved the thought away figuring it was only the lighting of the room. Kagura began to walk out the still open door when she stopped, giving Rin a wary grin.

"It is a pleasure to see you again, Dear. I meant to contact you and inquire about your relationship to my cousin since I had not the chance to ask at Naraku's dinner party."

Rin uncontrollably gulped, her eyes grew in width, "Hiten is your cousin?" she asked uneasily.

"Yeah, so how did you meet him?" Kagura continued her eyes lighting up with excitement. Her cousin would definitely be the one to tame the wild Rin.

Rin panicked, "I…I…um" she stuttered attempting to find a story that was farthest from the truth. The reality was that Hiten had found her in a literal crack house where she had spent much of her time during her twelfth and thirteen year after her parents had been killed.

She had been placed in a foster home where her new family cared for nothing more than the money they received to feed, cloth, and shelter her. So she rebelled against them in every way possible and as a result almost destroyed herself and did things no girl should ever experience. Hiten had found her, paid all her debts, paid for her rehabilitation, paid for the tests to make sure she did not contract any diseases, paid for a new foster family, paid to cover up her record so that she could start a new life. So thus he now owned her until she could pay him back, he made sure she understood that simple fact. Rin knew she had two options, either spend years paying him back or give him what he so desperately wanted…her body at least until he grew tired of it.

She refused the last of the two choices. She may have done some unthinkable things in the past but she was a new woman with a new life, she would not resort to the same immoral task to achieve her freedom. She would pay him back in full with half of her salary each year; she would not sacrifice her dignity or her self-respect for an easy out. But Hiten felt threatened by Sesshoumaru, which was why he had come to torture her and why he had insisted on beating her for it. She would not stand for his abuse forever, she had no doubt that his dominance over her would end, and soon. Kagura's voice snapped Rin from her digression.

"Never mind, dear. He is a good catch. Make sure you keep a firm grip on him." Kagura said before finally leaving the room.

Rin exhaled, closing the door behind the retreating female and facing the only other presence in the room. The tension grew thick in the room as their locked gaze continued while the minutes passed. She watched tiny hints of emotion dance across his golden suns; his pale face bore into her soul. She would never forget that face, she would never stop loving him, no matter what happened.

"My I ask the reason for this visit, Rin?" he asked coldly breaking the unbearable silence of the room then quickly spinning on his heel and approaching his desk.

Rin gripped the manila folder in her hands giving chase, "You had requested these documents and well Inuyasha has been in meetings all afternoon and Kagome had to leave for the hospital because one of her close friends were shot in a department store robbery earlier this morning. All our other employees are terrified of you and refuse to come, there was nobody else to send…so here I am." She beamed victoriously at his back.

Sesshoumaru stopped his advance and turned to respond but he had caught her off guard and the petite female collided into him. He mentally rolled his eyes at her clumsiness. He watched in fascination as her eyebrows furrowed together unaffected by the collision and her close proximity to him.

"You know, I really think there is something going on with Inuyasha and Kagome. They have to be fighting. Since Kagome has gotten back from visiting her family, neither of them will talk to the other; they avoid each other, and they both are utterly depressed. I don't know what is going on, but I sure hope they work something out soon…because being their medium is about to drive me insane"

"Rin, what does this have to do with your visit?"

She looked up into his face, a brilliant smile adorned her face, her expression spilled over with laughter at the realization she had been babbling, "Not a damn thing," she said half joking, half sarcastically, "I just wanted to waste as much as your precious time as I possibly could."

"You mock me?"

Rin only seemed to shine even more, pure amusement danced across her eyes, she took a step closer and standing her toes so that her face was level with his, "Never…" she whispered across his heated lips.

Sesshoumaru's body tensed and his blood flow raced through his veins melting away the icy exterior he was so fond of expressing. She was tempting him again. Damn her, she was his weakness and she knew it! Anger with his emotions began building in his mind. He would not appear weak, he was not weak and nothing not even this enchantress that his soul cried out for was going to make him betray Kagura or betray the very ideals he held in high value.

His hand roughly grabbed her forearm forcing her back a few steps. A sharp knife pierced his heart at the sight of her natural carefree face twist into a painful wince. Had he hurt her? No, his grip was not that tight. Suddenly his focus returned to the dark patch on her face he had observed only minutes before and instantly it clicked. His facial expression darkened and his eyes narrowed dangerously…Hiten.

Rin felt fear shaking through her body. The pain where Sesshoumaru had grabbed her bruised arm resided but that did little to comfort her. By the look in his eyes, she knew he had figured out that the bruise she tried to desperately to cover up with gobs of makeup was because of Hiten. It frightened her; Sesshoumaru could never know why Hiten had so much control over her. He would think of her as nothing but the whore she had been so long ago. No, she began shaking her head taking slow, cautious steps away from the silver haired male.

Sesshoumaru followed, he could see she was afraid, but of who? Him, was she afraid of him? No, that did not seem logical. Hiten was the one inflicting the pain upon his Rin Sesshoumaru personally vowed that the fucking bastard would pay for his actions, with…his…life.

"Rin…?" Sesshoumaru's voice was low; he needed to find out why she allowed that man to beat her. The Rin he knew would never allow such a thing to continue, she was too strong willed and independent. Something just did not set right with him. His blood boiled at the situation. No male had any right to hit, beat, or abuse a female not matter what the reason.

`I have to get out of here,' she thought dropping the folder and hurrying out to door before he was within reaching distance to stop her retreat, `He can never know,' she vowed as tears began falling from her swelling eyes.

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Inuyasha entered his apartment, hanging his keys on a hook next to the light switch. He was glad his afternoon meetings were finished because all he wanted to do was just get home to relax a bit. The last few days had been more stressful than they should have been. Slowly he made his way towards the dark cream-colored sofa and plopped inelegantly upon the cushions. His mind began to wander while his body stretched further along the couch.

He had just one simple question that had been plaguing him since Naraku's dinner party a few days ago. How…how could he feel so much love for someone he's not allowed to love and feel so unbearably guilty at the same time? He had not looked, spoken, or acknowledged Kagome since that night. It was hard, so fucking hard. All he wanted to do was snatch her up into his arms and never let go of her. But then remorse and shame rode upon him like the four horsemen of the apocalypse when he thought of Kagome.

He knew she was avoiding him at all cost; he did not blame her because he was doing the same thing to her. He felt ill at the thought of betraying his wife, he had made a vow to be faithful, to love her, to be her husband until they died. But yet, here he lay wishing that Kagome was by his side, that Kagome was in his arms. It was killing him, the entire situation was eating away at his very being and what made it all worse was the fact that he knew Kagome was undergoing the same dreadful feelings.

Inuyasha allowed his eyes to fall closed. He had stopped by the office before he came home and discovered that Kagome had left sometime earlier in the afternoon to go to the emergency room because a friend of hers had been shot. Nobody had heard anything about Kagome or her injured friend.

He heard shuffling noises in the kitchen and instantly knew his wife was home. It was unusual for her to be home this early since she had started back at the hospital. He was glad she had started to work again; it seemed to help her a bit. Kikyou was not quite as emotional or short-tempered as she had been when she stayed home day after day doing only God knows what.

"Inuyasha, Are you home?" her icy voice echoed into the living area.

"Yes," he called out in response, kicking his black shoes off.

Kikyou walked out of the kitchen, stalked down the hall and then entered the large space where her husband laid sprawled out on the couch.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" she screeched out at him.

Inuyasha's body jumped at the unexpected, loud, shrilling voice booming through his eardrums. He sat up, glaring daggers at the fuming female. What the hell did he do this time? Nothing came to mind, but then again when it came to Kikyou, she never needed a reason to yell.

"What does it look like I am doing?" he spat out in an equally loud voice.

"Being your normal lazy ass self."

"Wha…What the hell?" Inuyasha stood, clenching his fist at his side. He was in no mood to be arguing.

"You come home and think you can just lie around and do nothing. I am working now so you need to start taking up your share of the housework."

"Fuck Kikyou, we have a maid that comes and cleans the apartment every single morning."

Kikyou did not respond but only stared at him and if looks could actually kill he would have spontaneously combusted from the vibes she sent his way.

"You know, whatever. If you want to yell then go ahead and scream your bloody head off. If you want to have a civilized conversation then I will be working in my room." Inuyasha gritted through his teeth, quickly brushing pass his wife, he ascended the stairs leaving her alone.

Moments later Inuyasha heard the front door slamming shut and shrugged it off. It would not be the first time she got mad and disappeared for a couple of hours. She always came home, calmer and would somewhat attempt to talk to him about why she was upset again. He continued to his room, entering the dark space before switching the lights on, he changed into red, baggy sweat pants and a tight fitted white shirt. Inuyasha walked into the adjacent room where his home office was located.

Three hours passed before he stopped working on his laptop, Kikyou had not come home yet. He heard a muffled knock at the front door drifting up to the second level. Quickly he moved from his large, white chair and jogged down stairs to find out who was at his door. He stumbled a bit when his feet missed a step but caught his balance by bracing his hands against the wood railings. He jumped over the last three steps and landed with a thud then made his way to the again soft thumping noise. He reached out for the gold doorknob and pulled the door open, dipping his head to the side to see who was there. His heart stopped at the sight of a shaking, pale female sobbing almost frantically.

"Kagome?" his eyes widened, concern excruciatingly swamped through his body.

She stared at him from behind a barrier of clear liquid, her hands twisted painfully together as she tried to from words in her dry mouth, "I can't get a hold of Sango, Kouga is away on business. Is Kikyou home?" her voice was almost too shaky to understand.

"No, she's not."

Kagome closed her eyes, spilling more tears from the red sockets; she nodded her head slowly, and then turned to leave. Inuyasha grabbed her arm just as her legs gave out on her. He picked her up and cradled her against his body, her hands gripped at his shoulder tightly, her face buried into his neck as she sobbed more forcefully than before.

He stepped inside the apartment, kicking the door shut with his foot. Carefully he carried the upset female to the sofa. Inuyasha leaned down to lay her on the beige piece of furniture but she would not let him ago, so instead he sat down and positioned her weeping body so that they were both comfortable. He stroked her back, while his remaining arm held her tight against him.

"Please tell me what is wrong?" he pleaded.

She pressed her forehead to his collarbone and sniffled before speaking, "Eri died…" was all she got out before giving away to sorrowful cries.

Inuyasha kissed the top of her head, his heart falling into a painful ache. He did not know Eri very well but he knew she had been a friend of Kagome since they were small. And as far as his understanding went, Kagome had never lost somebody close to her, so he figured she was having a hard time dealing with the female's sudden and tragic death.

"The bullet hit her left lung, collapsing it. The doctors tried to save her but she died three hours into her surgery." Kagome voice's was low and forced.

Inuyasha just held her and offered comfort. Gently he rocked his body back and forth to sooth her pain. Minutes passed and Kagome seemed to grab a hold of her scattered emotions. Her sobs soften and her form discontinued to shake and shiver. Out of instinct he kissed the top of her head before pulling her into a tighter embrace. She moved her arms to wrap completely around his neck while her face moved from his shoulder to stare into his burning, worried eyes.

"Thank you," she said barely above a whisper and offered him a weak smile in gratitude.

"Always, Kagome. I will always be here for you not matter what is going on between us, you never have to face anything alone," he responded pressing their forehead together, and closing his eyes as hurt washed through his body. She thought she would have to endure this alone because those she cared about were too busy, away, or avoiding her. He felt awful; he should have been strong enough to not let his emotions affect him so much, so that Kagome would have never had to feel like she was alone.

A single tear rolled down her soaked, raw skin. His hand reached up to stroke away the lone droplet. He promised her, he promised himself that it would never happen again, but the urge…the need to feel her lips melt against his threatened to destroy him. Before a rational thought could be formed in his mind, he felt Kagome lean up and close the distance between their lips for a few seconds. It was a quick, fluttering kiss but it still sent waves of electricity jolting through his skin. He smiled after the brief contact as she nuzzled her head in his shoulder and closed her eyes to rest. It wasn't long before he felt her even breaths against his chest. She had fallen asleep.

For another hour and a half, Inuyasha waited for his wife to return. He held the sleeping angel in his arms reluctant to let her go. His head rested against the back of the couch, his eyes stared holes into the ceiling. He knew it was nearly eleven at night, and he began to worry. But his thoughts were placed on hold when the doorknob twisted, drawing his attention.

Kikyou entered the semi-dark room. The only light emitted was from the hallway. Naturally she reached her hand to the right and turned the dial to lighten the room to a very faint, dim glow. Her eyes narrowed dangerously at the sight she was presented with on her couch. Her husband sat there with her best friend curled against him. Anger began to boil her blood. What exactly was going on? She opened her mouth to ask that question but Inuyasha's voice cut her off.

He stared at her in annoying, knowing very well what she was fucking thinking. It pissed him off, he did know exactly why because only a week ago had he and the female in his arms admitted to feelings they were never allowed to have to begin with. But he was still angry that she would automatically assume they had been doing something when all he did was comfort Kagome in her pain. Nothing happened, besides a friendly kiss, right? He would not hesitate to tell his wife if she asked, wouldn't he?

`Fuck,' he thought standing and taking Kagome with him. He glared at the glowering woman still standing at the door, "Don't give me that fucking look, Kikyou." He responded bitterly.

Kikyou's face only seemed to get redder with fury. Inuyasha ignored her and gently placed Kagome on the couch before covering her body with the purple quilt that rested over the back cushions of the sofa. He turned to face his irate wife.

"She came here looking for you. She needed you. Her friend died and nobody was there to help her when she needed them."

"Well wasn't convenient that you were, dear." Kikyou said disdainfully although her feelings had shifted to remorse for her friend. She be damned if she let Inuyasha know that.

Inuyasha scowled. What happened? Did they remove Kikyou's heart during her surgery? The fucking bitch was not even sorry for her friend, her best friend. Kikyou did not even feel guilty for not caring. Maybe he was overreacting. Maybe he was letting his guilt over his feelings towards his wife's best friend fuel his anger. Whatever the case, he knew one thing. He needed to get away from his spouse until his emotions calmed and before he said something that he would ultimately regret.

"I was and I always will be. Next time, before you go jumping to conclusions, get your fucking facts straight," he spat angrily but in a low enough tone as to not wake up Kagome.

Before Kikyou could respond, Inuyasha was already heading upstairs followed a moments later by the sound of his bedroom door slamming shut. Regretting her harsh words towards him, Kikyou made her way towards the sleeping female. With caution she sat on the marble coffee table directly next to couch where Kagome slept. She watched her friend sleep for a few minutes, her mind lost to her thoughts.

"I am sorry, Kagome," she whispered, brushing a stray hair from the female's face, "Am I really that cold-hearted? Does everybody hate? I never meant for any of this to happen. I never wanted to hurt you or Inuyasha."

Kikyou felt the warm of her tears stream slowly down her cheeks, "I love you both, more that I could ever tell you. Maybe I should get some help, see a counselor or something. Maybe then I won't hurt you two so much. Maybe then I would finally have enough strength to tell you what has been killing me more and more everyday. Maybe then we all could be happy again."

Kikyou stood, taking a glance at her friend before retiring to her room. She would speak of her decision with Inuyasha in the morning. Slowly she ascended the carpeted stairs but not before turning to face Kagome once more, "Just maybe," she whispered before continuing to her bedroom.

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Sesshoumaru stalked hastily up and down the apartment building hall. He had become consumed with an overwhelming desire. Ever since Rin had ran from him early that afternoon, his mind refused to think of nothing else. She was being hurt, beaten, and for what? He would find out, he would discover why Rin would allow such an appalling thing to continue. Deadly anger boiled into his soul, hatred and rage spilled over for the one man causing the female harm.

The silver-haired male had stormed out of his late meeting with his executives. A million ways of killing the worthless male danced vigilantly through his head. He did not know where he was heading; he just walked and walked and walked. After an hour, he was pacing in the hall where Rin's apartment was located. Was she alone? He wanted to know if she was safe. He needed to know, he had to know.

After much deliberation, he stopped his heavy strides at the foot of Rin's door. Damn her. Damn her entire existence. She made to feel things, he had never before felt, never wanted to feel. He was too old to allow such a naïve, ignorant female affect him in such ways. Damn her. Just by the mere sight of the young woman sent his emotions into a intoxicating swirl of lust, desire, need…and love.

Cautiously but not without anxiety and anxiousness, he lifted his firm fist to knock on the gray door. Three quick, short thumps against the wood and he placed his hands on both sides of the doorframe. Seconds passed and there was no answer, but Sesshoumaru's keen hearing could detect a pair of shuffling feet inching closer with every step. A few more seconds passed and the door cracked open. He saw a single, glittering eye move over his form just before realization sunk into the glowing orb. The opened wider revealing a goddess, dressed in a long, silk nightgown that hugged every part of her small body to perfection.

"Sesshoumaru?" her voice symphonized into his ears - shock, wonder, and excitement clearly evident in her low whisper.

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"Fuck, Kagome sounded so upset on the answer machine. God, I hope she is okay. Its too late to call her now, she probably has already gone to bed. Shit, I will call in her the morning to find out what is wrong and make sure she is all right. Please let me remember to call her." Sango spoke to her self, stumbling through the darkness of her house towards her bedroom.

The air in the house was set low causing unpleasant shiver to course over her body. She had just gotten home from her last class. She let her students out ten minutes early but there were so many of them in need of assistance she was stuck in the auditorium for another and a half, answering their questions.

She let a small, graceful smile play on her lips. Miroku's new job was doing so well, he seemed to really like it. That was good; it meant he would not be in need of the other thing. Her eyes hardened at the thought. He had kept his promise, and for the last three months had stayed sober, for her. Tears began building behind her eyes as disagreeable, terrible times flashed through her mind.

It started two years ago when he was regretfully laid off from his job, the job he had worked his ass off for, the job that he loved so much. Months passed and his former employer kept causing problems, ruining every chance Miroku had at a new job. Sango's salary became their main source of income. She had to ask to teach more classes for more money so they could survive. As time passed, she watched her husband's confidence and depression sink into dark depths. His alcohol intake increased every night until he had become an alcoholic. He began wasting away, and in all respects gave up on life.

Sango felt the heat of her tears trail down her cool cheek. It took alcohol poisoning and a failing liver to jolt her husband back into reality. He underwent a liver transplant, and got help for his addiction. He swore to never take another drink again. Miroku started his new job recently, and their life and marriage seemed to being heading back on track.

Sango wanted so desperately to visit Kagome and Kikyou so much. She knew they needed her and to be honest she had needed them during that past few years. But Miroku did not want their old friends to see him broken, so he asked her to postpone their visit at least until to summer so they could go proudly together and be able to help their friends without restrictions.

The exhausted female finally reached her bedroom door. The light was off, so she was almost positive Miroku had already gone to bed. Knowing that she would probably trip if she tried to maneuver through the dark room, upon entering she flipped the light switch up, spilling the room with a bright light.

The sight she was greeted with was enough to ripped the air from her lungs while they expanded and contracted frantically in search of oxygen. All moisture was sucked from her eyes sockets, and her heart exploded in betrayal and pain.

Miroku laid lazily across their bed in a deep slumber. The room was a wreck, clothing hanging off the still ceiling fan and scattered across the green carpet. The fish tank was lying on the ground shattered and soaking the floor while rocks, plants and dead fish mixed with the small pieces of glass.

She shook her head in disbelief, her eyes unmoving from the object on the bed, "No, no…" she painfully whispered staring at empty vodka bottle that her inebriated husband gripped in his hand.

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