Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Journey to Heaven ❯ Perfect ( Chapter 14 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

WARNING: MARIK X RYOU X BAKURA X MALIK LEMON!!!! Can't stand four hot guys having sex???? At the same time? Turn back.

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Perfect

Otogi and Tristan's jaw dropped at Robbie's confession. Otogi smiled. “You want to marry Aten?”

Tristan laughed. “Good luck trying to get Marik to hand his kid over to anyone. But, I'm happy for you, Robbie. Aten's a good kid.”

Robbie lowered his head. “It was so hard to hear that Aten only has that long left. What am I going to do without him?”

Otogi looked up at Tristan and rubbed the teen's back. “Robbie, I know what you are going through. When Tristan was dating Serenity, I loved Tristan. I wanted to be with him, but he was with her.”

“When Serenity and I broke up, I left Domino for years. I couldn't bear to be back here. Too many hard memories.”

Otogi tipped Robbie's chin up. “It's not easy being without the one you love, Robbie.”

Robbie sniffled. “But Tristan came back to you. When Aten's gone, that's it.”

Tristan leaned back. “Well, Robbie, look at Marik and Bakura. Death doesn't seem to be so final…at least in this family.”

The teen shrugged. “Yeah, I guess you're right.”

Otogi squealed and bounced. “But you're going to ask Aten to marry you! That is so great!”

The Dice Master wrapped his arms around Robbie and hugged him.

“Do you have a ring yet?”

Robbie shook his head. “No. I don't have the money for an engagement ring…..but I know who does.”

Otogi narrowed his eyes and grinned. “You're going to ask Seto to loan you some money, huh?”

“I can pay it off to him somehow. I'll work at KaibaCorp, I'll clean his floors, I'll shine his shoes….anything! I have to marry Aten and I want to do this right. This is the only wedding both of us are going to have. Everything has to be perfect.”

Tristan took a sip of his drink. “You never know if this is going to be the only wedding you have.”

“No, it will be. I won't marry again after Aten's death. I don't want to be with anyone else.”

Otogi smiled. “I'm doing the planning for Seto's wedding. I don't mind doing yours, too.”

Robbie hugged Otogi. “Thank you! I have to talk to Vidello and see if he will marry Aten and I. I don't think he'll go for it, but I'm willing to pay for anything he wants to charge.”

Tristan pat Robbie's leg. “And if you need help with anything, Robbie, Otogi and I will be happy to help out any way we can.”

“I just wonder how my mom and dad are going to take it. We just heard that my dad is coming home in June. I'd like to have the wedding when my father comes home. He's going to be home for a long time, too. He's going to be home for six weeks!”

“Your dad knows you're gay?”

Robbie shook his head. “No, he doesn't. He knows Aten and I are good friends, but I asked my mom not to tell dad what I said about Aten. I'll tell him when he comes home.”

“Daniel is a good guy, Robbie. I don't think you have to worry about your dad not approving. Just be glad your dad is not like Ryou's father. I can't see Daniel going to that kind of extreme.”

“Aten's grandfather? What happened to him? What did he do to Aten?”

Tristan and Otogi exchanged uncomfortable glances.

“We don't know,” Otogi lied.

It wasn't Tristan's or his position to talk about what had happened between Ryou, Aten, and Steven.

Robbie sighed sadly. “Something happened and Aten won't tell me about it. It must have been something really bad.”

Tristan pat Robbie's shoulder. “Give Aten time, Robbie. When he's ready to tell you about what happened, he'll tell you.”

Otogi looked up at Tristan and nodded. “Aten needs time and patience, Robbie. Take it from someone who's been there.”

Robbie turned to Otogi. “You? What happened?”

“My last boyfriend….he was….just an asshole, Robbie. Tristan had left Domino and I was crushed. I flew into the arms of a man whom I thought would love me and fill the void that Tristan left in my heart. He ended up to be a monster.”

“I'm sorry, Otogi.”

“Don't be, Rob. Just give Aten some time.”

Robbie sighed. “I will. Thanks for helping me with the wedding, Otogi. I appreciate it. I just don't know how I'm going to ask Aten. It has to be special.”

“You'll think of some way,” Tristan said.

Robbie sighed and stood up. “Thank you, guys. Sorry if I've interrupted anything.”

Otogi smiled. “You don't worry about that, Robert Allen. You run home and get some rest.”

“Man!” Tristan said, nudging Otogi. “His foot!”

“Oops…sorry.”

Robbie sighed. “It's okay. I'm going to go home and spend some time with mom….or listen to my music.”

“Go on, Rob. Take care of yourself.”

Robbie nodded. “I will. I can't take care of Aten if I don't take care of myself.”

Robbie hugged both men and limped home.

“I'll have to talk to Seto Kaiba about a ring. I can pay him back somehow. After all...I want everything to be perfect.”

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Ryou arrived home with the others. He had been quiet the entire ride home. He didn't even notice Bakura holding his hand. The Millennium Rod sat in Bakura's lap as he held his husband's hand.

/How will we tell Aria? She'll be very upset. She and Aten are like Bakura and I…she couldn't live without her other half. Aria will feel incomplete. My girl's going to need many hugs. Marik will need me, too. Robbie will need me to comfort him./

//What about your needs, Ryou?” Bakura asked him.

Ryou turned his head. “What? Did you say something?”

“Aria's needs. Marik's needs. Robbie's needs. What about yourself? You still have a hard time putting yourself first.”

Ryou lowered his head. “Sorry, yami.”

“Don't be sorry, Ryou. You're going to need all of us, too. You can't be a superman, Ryou.”

Ryou put his head on Bakura's shoulder. “We'll tell Aria tomorrow. It's getting late and I don't want her to get too upset before bed.”

Malik turned the car down their street. “Umi's still there. She has him.”
Bakura sighed. “True. He's been sticking around. I wonder why.”

“Umi does cook and he helps around the house,” Malik added.

“Aria's obviously upset over Aten, Bakura. I can see why Umi wants to be with her right now.”

“You have a point, Hikari Ishtar,” Bakura climbed out of the car and handed the Millennium Rod to Malik. “Here, hold your husband.”

Malik took the Rod and shut his door.

/Marik?/

//……….//

Malik sighed. /Marik, you just need some time, I know./

//…………….//

When the men entered the house, Umi was watching Tv. Aria was asleep with her head on Umi's lap. The boy was stroking her hair gently. Aria's cheeks were red as another tear slipped down her cheeks.

“Umi, is Aria okay?” Ryou asked as the concerned mother approached his daughter.

“She was crying over the baby again.”

Ryou stroked her cheek. “It's okay, baby girl,” Ryou whispered.

Ryou kneeled beside Aria as Malik went upstairs and put the Rod on the bed.

Bakura stood by his daughter and ran his hand over her arm. `She may not be my little baby anymore, but she will always be my daughter….my flesh and blood.'

The white haired yami kissed his husband and sleeping child ont eh forehead.

“Come up to bed, love. It's been a long day.”

“Just a little more, yami….please?”

Bakura kissed Ryou again. “Don't stay up too late, baby.”

Bakura climbed the steps and saw Malik in the bathroom.

He entered the Ishtar's bedroom. The Millennium Rod was sitting on the bed.

“Marik, you can't stay in there all night.”

Malik approached Bakura. “Bakura? I don't think he's coming out tonight. I don't want to sleep alone.”

The yami hugged the blond and kissed his right ear. “Ryou and I would like to have you with us tonight.”

Bakura kissed the blond hikari again on the lips. The yami backted the hikari against the doorway and pressed against him. The yami trailed kisses to the side of Malik's neck. Malik turned his head to the side to allow the yami more access.

Aria yawned as she walked down the hallway. “Goodnight, daddy.”

Umi's jaw dropped as his girlfriend walked past her father kissing Malik deeply.

“Night, chibi yami,” Bakura said quickly before running his hands under Malik's shirt.

Umi blushed as he rushed past the two kissing men. “Goodnight, my daddy's friends!”

Umi closed the door behind him and let out a sigh. “That was….strange.”

The teen was quickly distracted from his thoughts when he saw Aria undress for bed. Aria pulled her dress over her head to reveal her pale and soft white skin. Her hips still bore some slight bruises from Keith's strong hands, but they were healing quickly.

Aria reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, allowing her breasts to slip free. “Boy, are my breasts sore,” she complained quietly.

Umi's eyes widened as his eyes took in the sight of his girlfriend. Aria looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. The teen shook his head and started to strip for bed.

“It's not everyday you see what we just saw.”

Aria slipped under the covers. “You get used to it living with four gay men. It's nothing new to Aten and I.”

“I suppose so.”

Umi crawled into bed beside Aria. The girl shifted closer to boyfriend and pressed herself against him.

Umi brought the blankets over them and wrapped his arm around her.

“Sorry about crying on you, Umi.”

Umi smiled and kissed her lips gently. “That's what I'm here for, mermaid. There's no need to feel embarrassed.”

Aria reached up and stroked Umi's cheek. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, Aria Kanika. Don't ever doubt that.”

“I love you, too, Umi. So very much.”

Umi held Aria against him gently. Once again he felt a teardrop fall down his chest. He looked down and kissed her again.

“No more tears, my angel….just go to sleep, beautiful.”

Aria closed her eyes and faded into a deep slumber while her lover watched her sleep.

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Malik and Ryou were in the Itemri bedroom. Bakura walked into the Ishtar bedroom and saw the Millennium Rod still laying on the bed.

“Marik? Are you going to join us in our bed tonight?”

“………………”

“Ishtar….come out and talk to me.”
”………….”

Bakura picked up the Rod. “We never kept anything from each other. Why should we start now? We can't go down that road anymore, Ishtar.”

“…………..”

Bakura sighed. “Fine. I'll be in the room making love to your husband and mine. See you around.”

Bakura turned his back and heard a whisper in the dark corner of the room. “Itemri….”

Bakura turned and saw two glowing purple eyes appear from the dark corner of the room. A tall figure appeared in the shadow.

“Itemri….”

“Ishtar?”

“What am I to do?”

Bakura closed the door behind him. “For the first thing, step out of the dark.”

Marik appeared in the moonlight. The light of the moon illuminated the tears on Marik's face.

The white-haired yami stood in front of his lover and wiped away a tear away. “Ishtar….I'm so sorry, love.”

Marik fell to his knees in front of Bakura. “My son….my boy,” the blond yami sobbed.

“Ishtar, come here.”

Bakura stepped in front of Marik and the blond yami buried his face in Bakura's stomach. The pale yami ran his fingers through the Egyptian's blond spiky hair.

“It's okay, baby. It's going to be okay, love.”

“Itemri…what are we going to do?”

Bakura tipped Marik's head up gently. “Baby, we'll think of something. In the meantime, know that you have Ryou, Malik, and I to be by your side. We love you very much and we know how this is going to be rough on all of us.”

Bakura kneeled in front of Marik. “You know, Ishtar. For the first time in our lives, we have a family. We no longer have to rely on just you and I. We have people who love us and who worship us. We're a family, Ishtar…..It's time we supported each other when we need it most.”

Marik looked up at Bakura with glistening purple eyes. “It all seemed like a dream twelve years ago when the doctors told us not to expect Aten to live until he was five years old. Today, I heard something I didn't want to hear.”

“Well, Ishtar, the worst thing we can do to our hikaris, ourselves, and our children, is to pretend that this problem doesn't exist. I know it's hard, baby. But we owe it to our family to try to stay strong.”

Marik sniffled and nodded. “You're right, Itemri.”

“The first step is not to be such a Noble Pain in the Ass and talk about things when they are bothering you. Saying nothing helps no one. Okay? If you were pharaoh, I'd have to call you a Royal Pain in the Ass.”

Marik snickered. “Are you a comedian?”

Bakura raised his eyebrow. “Are you incredibly sexy?”

Marik laughed deeply. “Hey, you enjoy my Rod and don't you forget it!”

Bakura cupped Marik's face in his hands. “Oh, I love your Rod….I haven't touched your Rod for almost a day!”

The blond yami laughed and possessed Bakura's lips hungrily. Both of their hands slipped under the other's shirt, exploring the familiar bodies.

Bakura felt Marik pinch his nipples roughly and he hissed.

Bakura found himself suddenly on his back, the blond yami's teeth digging into his neck.

He found himself with no shirt on and wondered how Marik had managed to remove his shirt before he had time to realize it was missing.

Marik growled into Bakura's neck as he ground his body between his legs.

Bakura opened his mouth to say something when Marik bit down harder with a savage growl.

“Ishtar….let's go to our…ow….hikaris. I don't think the floor is the best place for us to do this. You remember what happened the last time?”

Marik pulled back with a defeated sigh. “Okay.”

Marik pulled back and Bakura struggled off the floor, his pants now unbearably uncomfortable.

The yamis walked into the bedroom where the hikaris were cuddled up together, already without clothing.

Malik sat up. “Yami, are you okay?”

Marik nodded as he removed his shirt. “I apologize to you both.”

“There's no need to apologize,” Ryou said, throwing back the covers. “Come to bed.”

Bakura turned to Marik. “Here, Ishtar. Let me…give you a hand.”

Bakura pressed himself against Marik and reached down, stroking his lover through the front of the material.

Marik slowly unbuttoned Bakura's pants and removed the belt. With a sneaky smile, he slipped his hand under the material and wrapped his hand around Bakura's length.

The two hikaris watched their yamis touch each other and their foreheads started to become damp.

Malik's finger rubbed over one of Ryou's nipples as they watched the two darks kiss.

Ryou arched his back with a moan of pleasure.

Bakura pulled down his pants and kicked them to the side He removed his underwear, revealing his naked body to the air.

Ryou's eyes ran over Bakura's body, admiring him. Bakura was thin, but his arms were strong and muscular. He was lean, his buttocks tight and firm.

Marik removed his pants, leaving him exposed to the eyes of the two hikaris.

Malik moaned as he watched the two darks wrap their arms around each other and press against each other.

Malik leaned down and kissed Ryou's lips, the kiss heated by the moaning of the two yamis across the room.

Ryou leaned back and pulled Malik on top of him. The Egyptian settled between the other man's legs and slowly rubbed himself against his lover.

The hikaris felt the bed shift as Marik backed Bakura onto the bed. The white haired yami kissed his lover's body.

Bakura kissed around the patch of curls surrounding Marik's manhood. The white-haired yami gave a teasing lick to the tip of the hardened, silky flesh. His tongue explored the orifice, lapping up a collection of tiny beads of white expelling from his lover.

With a hungry growl, he swallowed around Marik's length, deep-throating him hungrily.

The blond hikari threw his head back at the sudden sensation of warmth surrounding him. Marik struggled to open his eyes, his body becoming more aroused at the sight before him.

Malik was preparing Ryou as he was laying on top of him. He watched Malik bring his fingers in and out of Ryou's body, the long slender fingers reaching inside his warm depth and brushing against Ryou's prostate.

Ryou arched his back and moaned in pleasure as he felt Malik's fingers continue to brush against his gland.

“Malik…please….”

Marik grabbed the bottle of lube on the table and tossed it at Malik. Malik grinned, watching Bakura pleasure Marik.

Malik rose to his knees and looked down at Ryou writhing with pleasure. The white-haired hikari looked over and watched their yamis.

Ryou struggled to get to his knees and moved to Bakura. The hikari kissed Bakura's cheek, distracting the yami from Marik's hard length.

Bakura kissed Ryou deeply, sharing the taste of Marik between them.

Malik kissed his husband, wrapping his hand around Marik's hard length.

Bakura wrapped his arm around Ryou, burying his fingers in the soft white locks.

//I love you, Ryou.//

Ryou reached up to stroke Bakura's cheek. /So do I, Bakura….Together forever, angel./

Marik kissed down Malik's neck, sucking and licking on the tanned warm flesh. The blond yami grabbed the lube and coated two fingers with it.

“Ryou, come here, baby,” the blond moaned.

Ryou crawled on top of Bakura and whimpered as he felt a single digit stretch his body's channel.

Ryou pulled back from kissing Bakura and looked down at his yami. Bakura reached up and cupped Ryou's face in his hands.

“It's okay, Ryou. Shhh, baby….it's only Ishtar.”

Ryou wrapped his arms around his yami, shuddering. “It's been….a long time.”

Bakura kissed his shaking lover's cheek as their mindlink flooded with haunting images of Steven.

“Baby, it's okay….”

“I know.”

Bakura smiled. “Ishtar is a very careful lover, angel.”

Ryou nodded. “I'm okay.”

Marik buried his digit into Ryou and remain still, allowing the white-haired man to adjust.

With a single curve of the finger, he touched Ryou's prostate.

The hikari let out a moan as his body adjusted to the pleasurable feelings again.

“That's it, baby,” Bakura encouraged him.

Ryou shifted back against the digits, his length brushing against Bakura's lightly.

His embrace became less tense.

“More, Marik,” Ryou whimpered.

Marik added a second digit to Ryou's body. The hikari gave another whimper.

Once again, he kept his fingers still until Ryou started to shift back into them.

Bakura could feel that Ryou was close to climaxing. Bakura stroked Ryou's cheek.

“Come for us, baby,” Bakura whispered huskily.

Marik stood by the edge of the bed and slipped his length into Ryou's body with a low growl.

Malik left Marik and moved to kiss Bakura. Bakura grabbed the lubricant and coated two fingers with it. He reached under Malik and slipped two digits into him.

Malik moaned into the kiss as he felt the digits move inside him.

Marik grabbed Ryou's hips and moved within his lover. The blond slipped into Ryou deeper, hitting his already-tortured prostate.

Ryou's body jolted with each penetration. Bakura reached between them and stroked Ryou's length.

“Marik….stop,” Bakura cried out.

Marik stopped with a groan. “Why? I don't think I can. Ryou…gods..”

Bakura shifted more onto the bed. “Ryou, baby…I need you.”

“But you're not prepared yet.”

Bakura spread his legs farther and shrugged. “You're already covered with this lube stuff. It will be okay, lover.”

Ryou carefully positioned himself at Bakura's entrance. He pressed himself inside Bakura's body carefully. The yami moaned, feeling every inch of Ryou's length slip inside him.

Marik slipped himself inside Ryou again and started moving within him. With each penetration of Ryou, Ryou had plunged into Bakura's body.

Malik moved on top of Bakura and kissed Ryou's lips.

Ryou swallowed around Malik's length as Marik grabbed his hips carefully.

Malik moaned as he felt something wet and warm brush across his entrance. “Bakura….,” the Egyptian moaned as he felt Bakura repeat his action.

Ryou swallowed around Malik's length and deep-throated the Egyptian.

“Ryou….oh gods…”

Marik's growl became a low rumble as he moved more desperately into Ryou's body, hitting his prostate with increasing pressure. Bakura moaned as he felt his lover's body tremble.

//Come, baby….come on….that's it…//

/Bakura…..Marik….Malik…./

Ryou's body trembled more as Marik pounded him harder.

Marik threw his head back and climaxed into Ryou's body. Ryou moaned as he felt a stream of fluid enter him.

Ryou whimpered as his body tensed. He arched forward, emptying himself into Bakura's body.

Malik moaned as he climaxed, sending his release into Ryou.

Bakura thrust up against Ryou. He had not released.

Marik pulled out of Ryou. The two hikari's crawled amid whimpers to the other side of the bed where they wrapped their arms around each other.

The two yamis exchanged hungry, lustful glances.

“Ishtar….I need you, Bakura whimpered, his erection painfully throbbing.

Marik laid on the bed and Bakura settled himself between the Egyptian yami's legs.

The two yamis growled at each other savagely. Bakura dug his teeth into Marik and thrust his length into Marik's body.

Bakura could sense that Marik needed him in the way that only a yami could handle. Ryou would not be able to mentally or physically handle this type of lovemaking.

Malik would not be able to walk after this type of lovemaking.

Bakura buried himself deep within Marik and continued to growl at his lover.

Marik snarled at Bakura and dug his teeth into Bakura's shoulder.

Bakura thrust himself against Marik's prostate, pressing against it roughly.

The blond yami snarled and bit tighter.

//It looks like Ishtar needs this, Ryou. This may get rough and nasty. If you want to leave, I'll understand.//

/No….I want to watch you two make love./

//Warning, Ryou. This may get REALLY nasty. Marik looks like he needs this right now. He sure is asking for it…..Damn, he's so tight! I wonder if there's something else up here.//

Ryou giggled. /No…..I have Malik here./

//Okay, love. Don't be scared. It's not often that Marik and I are like this with each other. But when it comes down to it, sometimes this has to be done.//

/Okay./

Bakura sunk his teeth deeper into Marik's neck and growled savagely. With an increased force, he slammed into Marik repeatedly.

Marik's nails sunk deep into Bakura, raking them against the pale skin. Red lines were left on Bakura's skin.

The blond wrapped his legs around Bakura and held him close.

“Harder, Itemri…..Do it!”

Bakura slammed into Marik and growled. “I know how to do this!”

Marik growled. “Fuck me, Itemri….”

Bakura grabbed Marik's wrists and slammed into Marik mercilessly. “Come for me, Ishtar…..That's it…..Come for me! Now!”

Marik arched his back and climaxed, sending his release over Bakura's stomach.

With a snarl, Bakura tensed, sending a wave of release into the blond's body.

Bakura collapsed on his lover, panting heavily. “There's…just….one…word…I gotta….say.”

Marik trembled and panted, his body spasming from the force of their rough yami lovemaking. “What's……that?”

“………….Ow.”

Marik wrapped his arms around Bakura and buried his face in Bakura's neck. “Thank you, Itemri…..Thank you. I love you so much, Bakura.”

Bakura kissed Marik's forehead. “I know you needed that, Marik. I love you, too, baby.”

Marik started to cry. “I really love you, Itemri.”

“Baby, don't cry. It's going to be okay. I promise.”

Bakura removed himself from Marik and laid beside Ryou. Marik turned and put his arm around Bakura.

Malik reached over Ryou and Bakura to hold Marik's hand. “It will work out, Marik.”

Marik quietly rest his head on Bakura's chest. `The gods have abandoned me…and now they're taking my son away from me. I hope Malik's right.'

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Aria woke the next morning and ran to the bathroom holding her mouth. She cough and spittled into the toilet and shuddered.

`This had better be the flu,' she thought to herself as she fell to her knees in front of the porcelain.

Afterwards, she washed her mouth out and spit. `Disgusting,' she thought.

She walked back to her bedroom and put her pajamas on. She walked downstairs and saw her mother laying on the couch with a hot cup of tea.

“Good morning, mother,” Aria said.

“Good morning, honey,” Ryou said as he sipped his tea.

“How did everything go at the hospital yesterday?”

Ryou sat up and took a deep breath. “Honey? Come here.”

Aria sat beside her mother. “Yes?”

Ryou bit his lip, trying to choose his words carefully. “Honey, the doctors don't give Aten much time left. They only give him about five years left to live.”

Aria's jaw dropped and she covered her mouth with her hand. “Oh dear Ra! No! That can't be!”

Ryou opened his arms and brought Aria into them. “I know, honey. It's hard to hear.”

Aria wept in her mother's arms. “No! I can't be without my brother!”

“I know you can't, honey. But Aten is very sick. We've known this for a very long time.”

Aria sobbed. “All the time he asked me to do things anymore….I told him I was too busy! He wanted to spend time with me and I refused to do it! I hurt him…..I'm a bad sister!”

Ryou stroked her hair. “Honey, it's never too late to change that. Spend time with your brother when he gets out of the hospital.”

“I said I would never need him…..that was a lie. He told me I would need him….and he was right. He was right about all of it.”

Ryou kissed Aria's cheek. “Someday, Aria, you are both going to need each other. I don't know when that may be, but someday, you will be glad that you have a brother to back you up.”

Aria sniffled. “If it wasn't for Aten already….I would be in worse shape than I am in now.”

“Your brother loves you, Aria. He cares for you very much.”

Aria nodded. “I know he does.”

“Spend some time with him when he gets out of the hospital. We're going to visit him today.”

“I want to come with you.”
Ryou smiled. “You sure can, baby girl.”

Aria hugged Ryou tightly. “Okay! I'll tell Umi to wake up.”

Aria ran upstairs to wake up her boyfriend.

Ryou gave a sad sigh. “I really hope he's doing better today.”

A knock sounded on the door and Marik opened the door. The yami stood there speechless when he saw the two figures standing at the door.

“Isis and Odion?!”

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