Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hostile Takeover ❯ Open Arms ( Chapter 56 )

WARNING: BAKURA X RYOU LEMON CHAPPIE! NICE, SWEET LEMON! Disclaimer: I do not own the song "Open Arms" by Journey. If you listen to the song before reading, it is a really sweet song. Disclaimer #2: I do not own Captain Morgan Rum either. And I do not condone Joey's actions whatsoever. Alcohol only creates more problems than it solves. That's my rant for today, kiddies. Disclaimer #3: Ryou calls Bakura his "Angel of Darkness." I do not own that phrase and I'm not sure if there is a fic out there called that, but I'm covering my butt. Also, it is also part of "Phantom of the Opera." I don't own that either, though the opera kicks ass. Lady Elfskye: that's where I got the idea. It popped in my head as I was going to bed the other night. Jade: I needed a lemon. Bakura did, too. Valea: Yup. aria is the only straight one…er…will be the only straight one. Terra: What did you think of Tristan last night?? IYYASHI: Malik is back. Ryou's Mistress: Malik x Marik at the end of this story. Malik is still in the hospital. Shadow of Light: Ryou is a great parent. I'll have to get Aten a dream catcher. Good Idea. Ryou's Mistress: Ryou tries so hard, even though he is dealing with a lot of these issues on his own. Marik Ishtar: Anzu Bashing??? later on. Amane Bakura: Ryou's the only completely gay one of the house. I thought Malik was gay, but Aten told me he wasn't when I was working on the wedding scene. Aria will be the only straight one of the bunch. Seto lover and Bakurasgirl worshipper: 'Taptin' was Cabin. Aten was talking about 'the boy in the cabin'…i.e….Tim Cinetti. Aten only knows him as 'the boy in the cabin'. bakachibi voidfox: mmm…need Open Arms Ryou looked into Bakura's eyes and stroked his yami's cheek. Bakura cupped his lover's face in his hands. "Ryou," the yami whispered as he planted a kiss on Ryou's face. Ryou took a washcloth and wet it under the hot, steamy water. Ryou put the soap in the washcloth and lathered it. Bakura took Ryou's shoulders in his hands. Ryou pressed the lathered washcloth to Bakura's chest and moved it across his skin. Bakura smiled, feeling his lover wash his skin. Ryou kept his eyes locked on Bakura, washing his yami's shoulders. The yami leaned in, taking possession of his hikari's lips. The yami's hands drifted to Ryou's sides, holding his hikari close to him. Ryou's washcloth washed down his yami's side and down to his belly. Bakura kissed down to Ryou's neck and washed up and down Bakura's back, allowing the suds to sneak down Bakura's body. Bakura reached back and grabbed the washcloth. "Let me wash you, Ryou." Bakura washed his hikari's shoulders and his chest, taking care to wash the pacemaker scar on Ryou's chest. The washcloth traveled down Ryou's chest and over a sensitive nipple. Bakura's cloth washed down to Ryou's scar. Ryou stroked Bakura's face. "Please, love. It's okay." Bakura lathered up the washcloth again, watching the white suds fill the material. Ryou closed his eyes as Bakura touched his manhood with the lathered washcloth. Bakura wrapped the washcloth around Ryou, washing the tender flesh slowly, making certain his lover was completely clean. Ryou gave a little moan as waves of pleasure spread throughout his body at his yami's touch. Ryou gripped onto Bakura's back as he pressed himself against Bakura. "Yami….please….I know you want to," Ryou whimpered as his yami cupped him entirely in his hand. "But…I don't want to come yet." Bakura withdrew his hand. "Okay, love." Bakura leaned into Ryou. "I want to feel you come inside me anyway as I'm writhing beneath you, begging you for more." Ryou grinned devilishly. "You want me to come inside you, hmm? I think that can be arranged. But first, we have to finish our shower." Ryou took the washcloth and kneeled before Bakura. Ryou took the washcloth and repeated the stimulation Bakura had used on him. Ryou planted tiny kisses around Bakura's belly button, feeling the water fall around his head. Bakura leaned against the wall and moaned at his hikari's touch. "I can't wait to make love to you, Bakura. I want you so bad," Ryou said giving Bakura a kiss below Bakura's ribs. "I need to make love to you, Ryou. I can't take being without you any longer." Ryou stood up and cupped Bakura's cheek in his hand. "I came so close to losing you, Bakura. I don't want to come that close again." Bakura smiled. "You will never lose me, Ryou. I promise you." Ryou shook his head. "I can't imagine my life without you, yami." Bakura held Ryou close to his body. "My hikari…..my angel." Ryou nuzzled into Bakura's chest. "I think we're done here, yami." Bakura quickly turned off the water. "Agreed." Bakura dried himself first and kissed Ryou. "I'll be waiting for you in the room, love." Ryou dried himself, put on deodorant, brushed his teeth, and brushed his hair. When he was done, he found incense burning, candles flickering, and Bakura laying on his side in the bed. Ryou walked to the bed and slipped under the sheets. **************************** Lying beside you, here in the dark, feeling your heart beat with mine. Ryou's POV I rest my head on my yami's chest. Around us, cinnamon incense burned and candles twinkled in the room. The room was dim, the only light glimmered from the pillar candles. My yami's chest was warm again. His skin had assumed its pale color once more. I could hear my yami's fake heartbeat pulse faintly against my ear. No other sound was as beautiful as my yami's heartbeat. I looked up into the chocolate brown pools of my yami's eyes. "I love you," I whisper the phrase as if it were some sacred prayer. Softly you whisper, you're so sincere. How could our love be so blind? Bakura's POV My smile emerged. It had been a long time since I smiled like that. "I love you, too, my heavenly Light," I whisper back, looking at those lips I have only kissed in my dreams while I was locked in my soulroom. My lover reached over me and opened up the bottle to his heart medication. He would need it if he wanted to make love to me. My Ryou…I would do anything for him. For all the wrong I have done him, he still loves me unconditionally. For all the pain I have caused him, not once has he tried to return the pain I gave him. He has forgiven me completely. How could someone be so forgiving? How can Ryou forgive me for everything I have done to him? Not once has he ever denied me my pleasure, even though I always had denied him his own pleasure on numerous occasions. Ryou nursed me back to health. Ryou could have just let me fade into oblivion. It would have been easier for him just to have forgotten about me, let me suffer, and fade. But no. Ryou saved me. We sailed on together, we drifted apart, and here you are by my side. Bakura's POV I tilted my hikari's chin up to allow me to kiss him. Ryou leaned down and pressed his lips gently to mine. The scent of cinnamon hung in the air and invaded our senses as we breathed deep. My senses tingled with the spicy scent of the incense and the sweet scent of my hikari. "Gods, I've missed you, 'Kura. I missed you so much, love." Ryou kissed down my neck, licking a trail back up the side of my neck. Ryou's warm tongue slid up the vein which pulsed with my fake heartbeat. Shivers of pleasure spread through my body as I held my hikari. Ryou climbed on top of me and kissed my chest and down to my nipple. I turned my head to the side as I felt my nipple slide between his lips. My lover moaned as he suckled on one peaking little nipple and teased the other one, carefully twisting it with his thumb and index fingers. My hands slid into the mountain of snow-white hair above me. My angel's hair was soft, an appropriate physical characteristic of my lover's personality. My hands slid into the familiar strands of white. Gods, how I missed him! I missed all of him. Ryou kissed slowly down my torso, taking care to gingerly kiss each rib. I wanted to do this to Ryou badly. His body was a temple….a sacred temple built for me alone. It was the object of my desire, the fuel for my passions. It was what I worshipped more than anything in the universe. I loved nothing more than to kneel on bended knee before him and praise his body. Ryou lifted his head and looked down at me. Even in the dim room, I could see the lust burning in his eyes, the deep, passionate need in his eyes. Ryou's hand lovingly cupped my cheek and slid down my body to my abdomen, stopping just short of my throbbing manhood. "I love you, yami," my beautiful Light whispered. My hand came to the back of my lover's skull. He looked like an angel looking down at me. A few years ago, my hand on the back of Ryou's head would have been enough to send him into panic. Not anymore. "How did I come to deserve someone so beautiful?" Ryou smiled and blushed. "I could ask the same question, love." Ryou closed his eyes and kissed just above my belly button. I arched my back as I felt Ryou's tongue dip into the tiny crevice. This distracted me as he reached for the bottle of Vanilla edible massage oil. Ryou kissed lower, licking his way down to the first patch of black curls. The cap of the bottle flipped open and I sucked in air through clenched teeth. Ryou took the massage oil and let it slip, slide, and crawl down my arousal from the tip. Ryou kneeled between me and began stroking me using an oil-slicked hand. My Light must have covered his own arousal as he stroked us together with one skilled hand. I looked up at my hikari as our arousals rubbed together. Our bodies gyrated against each other. I could feel all of my mortal lover caress my body with his own. A pitiful little moan escaped me as I felt him rub against me. Ryou withdrew from me and covered his fingers with the oil. He lowered his head and engulfed my arousal. My body tenses as he brings his digits closer to me to prepare my body. My body shouldn't tense. This is Ryou. Not….the pharaoh. Ryou coated the entrance to my body with the oil and slid one finger in easily. Gods…..yes. I need you, Ryou. I want you. Ryou licked the oil, which had heated under his breath. He licked lower, taking one of my globes into his mouth for a moment. If he does that again, I'm going to have to come for him. I need release. Sweet release. Ryou licked the vanilla-sweet concoction up to my tip again and added another finger into my tight canal. I winced. It had been a long time since Ryou had taken me. Too long. It took every ounce of strength not to bring myself deeper into my hikari. However, my body was reacting quickly to the intruding digits, stretching and pressing deeper into my body. My hands left Ryou's hair and gripped the sheets as he found that sweet spot deep inside me that sent a flood of need throughout my body. Ryou smiled and moaned around me as he stroked my prostate one more time. "Ryou…….love." Ryou withdrew from me again and saw my body twitching and squirming. I looked down at him and he gazed down at me again. He brushed his soft fingers over my chest again. "My akutenshi." "I'm all yours, Ryou." Ryou leaned over and gave one kiss on my lower belly and a teasing little lick to my swollen sex, cleaning up several drops of translucent fluid. "Ryou, my love, please. I need you. I want to feel you inside me." My Light took the bottle of Vanilla oil in his hand and I reached out for the bottle. "Let me do it, angel." Ryou smiled, straddled my waist, and I coated my hand with the vanilla oil.

"Come closer, hikari." Ryou shifted up to my chest and I coated my hands and fingers with the oil. My right hand went to my lover's arousal, gathered him into my hands, and stroked him softly. Ryou gripped the headboard of our bed, a long moan escaping him. My Light leaned down and kissed me deeply. My left hand went to my lover's entrance and I slipped one finger into his tight, warm channel. Gods, he felt so good! I forgot how warm his body was! I had missed this intimacy with my lover. I had missed him so badly it literally hurt. "Bakura, I love you," Ryou whispered. "My beautiful angel," I whimpered before I took my lover's arousal between my lips and into a cavern of warm heat. "O gods, Bakura…." My tongue circled around my husband's head, dipping into it to gather a drop of bitter fluid, and swallowing the drop of my lover's essence. I squeezed another finger into Ryou's entrance, sliding them further into Ryou's body as far as they could go. Suddenly, I knocked into something and Ryou's eyes shot open wide and his body arched down to me. "Oh gods!" Bingo. While inside my lover, I scissor them apart and roll my fingertips around Ryou's prostate, making him move his hips back trying to bury my self deeper within him. "More…..," he begged. It's not often that Ryou ever asked for more than two fingers inside him. "Ryou, are you sure? You still may be injured up there." Ryou sat up straight. "Please, yami…." My fingers move again. I can still feel the injury his father caused him. "Ryou, you may want it now, but when it happens---." Ryou reached behind and before I knew it, three of my fingers were buried deep inside him. Ryou's face clenched in pain, sweat forming all over his body. His fingers gripped into my shoulders. "Love? Ryou, are you ok?" Luckily, I could feel Ryou's injury not re-open. Ryou nodded, caressing my hair now. "I'm fine, yami." I took Ryou into my warmth again, running my tongue along the bottom of his arousal. Ryou's head lowered as he began panting and whimpering into my ear. "Bakura, gods…" I gave Ryou one last kiss and I lifted my eyes to look at him. "Ryou, I need you inside me." So now I come to you with open arms, nothing to hide, believe what I'm sayin'. Bakura's POV Ryou removed himself from my chest and positioned himself at my entrance. He leaned down to kiss me as I felt his arousal stretch me. "Ryou," I whimpered as he embedded himself slowly. Ryou had buried himself completely inside me and he rested his head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and we remained like this. Ryou's arms wrapped around my shoulders. Our hearts beat in sensual rhythm against each other. My beautiful Light. "Angel," I smiled as I rubbed his back. Ryou lifted his head and he kissed me again. Ryou began slowly rubbing my inner walls as he pulled out of me slightly, only to press back into me. My lover's body started to tremble as he reached down and stroked me with his thrusts. So here I am, with open arms, hoping you'll see what your love means to me - Ryou began moaning as he thrust into my tight heat. Every penetration he stabbed my prostate harder. I could feel him lose control of his body. He removed his hand from my manhood and placed both of his hands on either side of me. Ryou pounded into me, tears coming down his eyes. "Bakura, you're so beautiful…." Beautiful? I never thought of myself that way. He calls me that sometimes, but, tonight he cries it. My lover is crying? "Ryou?" Ryou opened his tear-filled eyes. "I've missed you, yami." My back arches as Ryou slams into my internal gland again. "Ryou, I want to feel you come inside me. Harder, Ryou….that my hikari." "Yami…." My body started shaking with my own impending orgasm. "Harder…please." Ryou slammed into me with all the energy he had. "Oh gods…" I could feel Ryou's orgasm through our mindlink. He was close. Ryou lowered his head and looked me in the eyes as the last convulsion of his impending orgasm occurred. "Bakura! Gods…." Our gaze locked as I felt Ryou's warm release spill out of him and into me. I arched myself forward as my own orgasm ripped through me. I wrapped my arms around Ryou and brought him down against me. My release pooled between us, covering both of us with my warm essence. Open Arms. Living without you, living alone, this empty house is so cold. Ryou's POV Remaining there for a long time, I allowed my heartbeat to slow. I didn't want to rush our lovemaking. My bad heart couldn't take doing too much in too short a time, even with the medication. Bakura held me until his arms fell to his sides. I rolled off of him and brought him into my arms. My husband rested his head on my chest, listening to my heartbeat. Bakura gave my chest a little kiss and nuzzled into my warm skin. This bed was too lonely without my yami. It was nice to have Aria stay with me for company. I never enjoy sleeping alone. I hadn't spent a night alone in years. Wanting to hold you, wanting you near, how I've wanted you home! A tear fell down my cheeks as I held him close to my body. Bakura looked up. "Ryou? What's wrong?" "I love you so much, Bakura! I needed you so much! And now I have you back! When Yami gathered that concentration of dark energy and I saw him aiming at your helpless body, it took everything I had to fight him. I was scared. I don't think I have ever been that scared in my life." Bakura's hand gently rubbed Ryou's stomach and came to rest on Ryou's lower belly. "Thank you, Ryou. You saved me. You didn't have to, but you did. And I love you for it." Ryou kissed Bakura's cheek. "I was never so scared! I couldn't lose you, Bakura! I wanted nothing more than to bring you home and hold you. I never left your side. I prayed so hard. Having you gone from my life….is something I am not prepared to face." Now that you've come back, turned night into day, now I need you to stay.

Bakura rolled on top of me. "I couldn't face anything without you, Ryou. You are the other half of my soul. Darkness cannot exist without Light."

"Light cannot be whole without the Dark," I whispered, gazing into those chocolate pools. "Make love to me, my Angel of Darkness."

Bakura reached over and grabbed the massage oil. Bakura coated himself with the Vanilla oil. I grabbed the oil and stroked myself as Bakura sucked at a tiny nipple, aching for attention.

I couldn't wait for him as he playfully teased me with his tongue.

It wasn't long before both of us were aroused to continue our lovemaking unabated.

I spread my legs further apart for him to gain access to me.

So now I come to you with open arms

Nothing to hide, believe what I'm sayin'

Bakura pressed himself into me, filling me with his swelling, throbbing body. Bakura sheathed himself inside me and leaned down to kiss me.

Bakura wrapped his arms around me. "Gods, I've missed being inside you, Ryou!"

Smiling, I kiss Bakura's ear. "So did I, Bakura."

My yami proceeded to move inside me, stretching and stroking my inner walls. The springs on our mattress slowly started squeaking as my husband slammed into me harder with each penetration.

Bakura's body shuddered each time he stabbed my prostate. Bakura grabbed my arousal and started stroking me.

"Come for me, Ryou. Please….Gods…..Come for me…."

My body quaked each time my yami pressed himself harder into me than the last. Bakura hit my internal injury and he shifted slightly to avoid hitting it.

"It's okay, Bakura," I said reassuring him.

My yami didn't seem to notice right away that he hit the injury caused by my father. All that mattered to him at the moment was bringing me to climax.

My body began shuddering and I spilled myself over Bakura's hand.

His movements slowed down, though he continued his motions inside me.

Taking Bakura's hand, I licked his digits clean of my release. Bakura always found this to be one hell of a turn on and he captured my lips in an effort to taste me.

Bakura lapped up the bitter, sticky substance from my tongue with his own. As my own tongue passed into his mouth, we shared my essence.

Bakura pulled back after swallowing the rest. "I've waited so long to taste you, Ryou. My sweet angel."

My eyes closed as Bakura hit my prostate again, stroking me again.

"Oh gods, Bakura….."

Bakura began slamming into me again desperately. "I want to ride you, Ryou."

I missed Bakura terribly. I wanted to make love to him for so long that I couldn't take it. I didn't care how he took me or how I took him. Hot, desperate need flowed through our veins tonight just as much as the need for tenderness and affection.

Bakura aroused me again, but I could tell from his body's spasms that he was ready to climax.

"Bakura, please…..I need you….take me…"

Bakura let out a growl.

"Do it, yami…I want to feel you come inside me. Please….I need you to give into it. Please……I need to feel you hot and deep inside me."

Bakura always loved it when I talked dirty to him. But, seriously, I did need to feel his body and more inside me. I just…NEEDED him.

Bakura let out another growl and leaned over to my collarbone where he gently grabbed onto my skin with his teeth. Before, he used to bite and draw blood, but since my abduction, he always tried to hold himself back from doing that. He did it more for himself than me, I think. If he drew blood from me, his bloodlust would return. When his bloodlust returned, Bakura always became excessively violent and animalistic lust drove him.

Bakura's teeth gently grabbed onto my skin and I felt a hot wave of release spill into my body. Bakura clenched his fists, fisting the sheets in his hands. When my yami used to dig his teeth into me, he always pinned me to the bed by my wrists. Ever since my abduction, he doesn't pin my wrists to the bed as he orgasms.

My yami drew back and kissed me on the lips. Much to my surprise, Bakura removed himself from my body. My yami did a good job of arousing me again. I looked down to see my arousal twitching and weeping again.

So here I am with open arms

Hoping you'll see what your love means to me-

Bakura straddled my waist and I sat up, knowing what he had in mind. "I want to ride you, Ryou."

I captured my yami's lips in a deep kiss as he slid himself onto my arousal.

Our eyes locked again as I became sheathed inside his body again. I can still feel my release still inside him. My hands moved to my yami's hips as I helped him move back and forth on my arousal.

He buried his face in my neck as he rode me harder. I grabbed his arousal again and I stroked him. He let out a moan, his body wrapped in endless cycle of moving into ecstasy and building pleasure on top of pleasure.

I let out a whimper as my yami's inner walls clutched onto my manhood desperately, trying to drain my body of the release he wanted so badly.

Bakura buried his face deeper in my neck. "Please…Ryou….I need you…..harder."

I complied. As much as I didn't want to be rough with him, I always honored his wishes. I never denied my husband.

Gripping his hips tightly, I started impaling him on me harder as I forced myself up into him.

Bakura threw his head back and he looked into my eyes. His brown eyes turned dark with lustful desire.

I kept one arm wrapped around his length and I took the other hand and gripped his hair. I had to keep him from biting into me like he always did when his eyes turned that dark in color.

Bakura let out a growl as I grabbed his hair. Bakura always told me to hold him back if his eyes ever turned that dark color. It was almost like bloodlust without the blood. He told me it was like sheer, animalistic desire that made his eyes turn so dark.

Bakura looked at me straight in the eye as I felt his release pool inside of him.

My body started spasming with my orgasm.

Bakura leaned into me and whispered. "I want to feel you come inside me, Ryou."

With that, our mindlink was shot wide open. I could feel his orgasm approaching and could feel every wave of desire spreading through his body.

Bakura arched himself backwards as his orgasm crashed into him, sending his release over my chest. My head buried itself in Bakura's chest and I moaned my orgasm, sending a wave of release into my lover.

Open arms.

Bakura panted heavily until he could raise his head. When he was able to, his eyes opened. The dark color had disappeared and he brought me into his arms.

I wrapped my arms around him and we remained. In the twinkling of the candlelight, we held each other in our arms, the evidence of our lovemaking slowly finding a path down our naked bodies, and by manhood still within the body of my husband.

"Aishiteru, Ryou."

I smiled against my yami's chest. "I have you back, yami. Together Forever."

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Joey staggered down the street carrying his second bottle of whiskey. He walked down the old alley where he used to live and sat on the steps of an abandoned warehouse. A chilly wind blew through alley and he shivered.

"This alley hasn't warmed up much," Joey groaned as he pulled his jacket around him. "Maybe I can find another place to crash….."

Joey fell back a few times before finally getting to his feet. He held onto the wall as the alley turned and twisted in front of him.

He saw one person walk by him and he grabbed the guy's arm. "hey, buddy, do you know where I can crash tonight?"

The boy growled. "Don't touch me again or I'll stomp you like T-Rex!" The boy kept walking.

Joey groaned. "Selfish little *hiccup* bastard….."

Joey stopped and guzzled the rest of his bottle. "Ah, shit…..all empty! Damn. Shit. Fuck……umm…..Damn….I think I didn't say that one yet. Gotta find another fix!"

Joey wrapped his jacket tighter around him. Joey leaned against a brick wall, bending his leg. He saw one guy pass him. "Hey, spare some change, buddy?"

"Leave me alone or I'll swat you like the insignificant bug that you are!" the guy threatened.

Joey laughed. "Tough night…..I guess I'll have to resort to…*hiccup* …..my old habits. I can do that." Joey walked to his tavern and sat at the bar.

Joey turned his head and saw a tall man with broad shoulders sitting beside him. Joey lifted his head to see another bartender on duty.

"Hey, Frank!"

"Joey Wheeler? What are you doing here?"

Joey leaned over. "Frank, you gotta give me a bottle of gin!"

Frank raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

Joey growled. "I'm going to take it home and give it to my grandma. What the fuck do you think I was going to do?"

Frank shook his head. "I can't give you anything until you pay your bar tab, Joey. You owe us a lot of money for a couple years already."

"That's bullshit, I paid that bar tab two years ago when I got off of the booze."

"Then why are you here again?"

Joey growled. "I paid that bill, Frank. Can't you just do me this one favor?"

Frank shook his head. "No, Joey, I need the money upfront before I give you any more booze."

"Shit!" Joey said banging his head on the bar. "Now where am I gonna get my next fix?"

The man beside Joey elbowed him slightly. He was a tall man with broad shoulders. His voice was deep and his hair looked dark and spiky. "Troubles, man?"

Joey growled. "I paid that fucking bill two years ago and now I can't get anything to drink!"

The man stood up and leaned into Joey's ear. "I can buy you a drink now, but you will have to pay me later. Get it?"

Joey nodded. "Why not? I can do that. If it gets me a drink, I'll do anything."

The man called Frank over. "Get Joey here the drink of his choice. I will pay for it."

Joey ordered a bottle of Captain Morgan Rum and guzzled it as he talked to the man beside him.

"I work for a scientific laboratory down by the Domino docks. We do genetic testing and such. I work as a security guard there."

Joey nodded. "I always lived on the streets. I used to stay at this comfortable place in the business district, but the life of me, I can't remember where or when."

The man pat Joey on the back. "As long as you're happy with where you are, who gives a crap, right?"

Joey nodded as he finished his rum. The man paid for their drinks and brought the blond to the nearest alley. Joey looked into the dark alley.

"What's the matter, Joey? I hope a little dark alley doesn't…. panic you."

Joey shook his head and went into the alley. "No. I lived my life in dark alleys."

The blond followed the man into the alley.

"So, what are you going to do to pay for your drink?"

Joey dropped to his knees in front of the man and performed his old ritual of payment.

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