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Title: Flexible

Author: Maggiemay

Beta: Silvershadowfire; Leeann Shadowdancer

Pairing: Seto/Jou

Genre: AU, Romance, PWP Lemon

Spoilers: None

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Seto doesn't need anyone, for anything…and he offers to

prove it to Jou. It turns out our CEO is more flexible than Jou

ever dreamed.

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Seto, bent over a sink massaging his temples, was wishing that he'd

worn his glasses today instead of wearing the older prescription

contacts. The damn things were giving him a migraine. With a sigh

of disgust, he removed the lenses and dropped them into the trash.

With ill grace he accepted that he would have to take the pill the

doctor prescribed for migraines. He hated the pills. They made him

relaxed and sloppy, and that meant he wouldn't be able to go in to

the office. Damn it - he had work to do. But he wouldn't get his

work done with a blinding headache, so he might as well take the

pill, go home and sleep. There was only an hour left of school

anyway.

It had just finished dissolving on his tongue when he heard the

distinctive sound of his nemesis' voice; Gods, not now, now when he

was all but paralyzed with pain. Angrily he ducked into a stall and

lifted his feet, trying to hide his presence. Seeing the blond was

the last thing he wanted or needed. His head was pounding too badly

for him to control himself around the mutt. He would either knock

the hell out of him for being blind or, if the pill kicked in and

relaxed his guard, curl up in his lap and whimper, begging for a

little TLC. That was something he was sure the other boy would bray

at like a damned jackass. Why the hell he wanted someone so

plebian, so stupid, so...straight…Seto would never know. Why he

wanted `anyone' was a mystery to him. After all, he was well able

to satisfy his own limited physical needs. As the door swung open

he held his breath and went perfectly still.

Jou did a cursory sweep, checking under the stalls for feet and then

turned to Honda. "Did ya get `em?"

"Say please." Honda teased.

"Don't mess around. Dis is important. Did ya get `em?" Jou whined

a bit.

"Yeah I got `em. Why you couldn't get them yourself, I have no

idea. But here you are." Honda handed over a small bag.

Jou, after a quick glance in the bag gave a big grin "Well, if my

old man woulda caught them he'da been all like `Who is she? Do I

know her? My son's finally gonna get laid…' type crap. And I'da had

ta put up with it. And I'da had ta make somethin' up. After all…

Hey! This is only a three pack. I gave ya money for a ten pack."

"Yeah, well I got you the ribbed and bought some lube too. Trust

me, three will be plenty."

"What? Are ya crazy? This is probably the only time I'll get a

shot at that sweet ass. I'm gonna…I wanna…" Jou broke off as his

friend shook his head.

"Who are you trying to kid Jou? You wouldn't hurt your love for

anything. In fact…you'll probably be the one…Look Jou, first times

aren't like in books. They can be painful for both people. And, if

both of you aren't used to it…once is more than enough. Like I

said, trust me. I've been there. When `togi and I first started,

we were both sore for a week, and we only did it a couple of times.

It's gotten better…fantastic…now, but it was…well anyway, just take

it slow and easy and remember that if it's not perfect, it will get

better." Honda tried to coach his over-enthusiastic friend.

"But Honda, I may never get another chance. I may not even get this

chance." Jou pouted slightly.

"Well if you don't then you will be free to move on. Find someone

else who will want your heart."

"Yeah, I guess yer right. I hope this goes good though. I really

do love…." The blond broke off and sighed wistfully.

"If its real love, then so do I, for both of you."

Smiling Jou gave the nearest thing he had to a brother a quick hug

and stepped back. "Thanks a lot Honda, I mean it. Ya saved my

life. You know if my dad finds out I'm…and I don't want ta lie ta

him. He's finally straightening out his life and finding out I'm in

love with…well that could cause him problems."

Honda smiled and blushed. "You're welcome. I just want you

happy…" Giving Jou a quick smile Honda nodded and laughed. "Yeah I

do know. Unprotected sex is dangerous. If you're determined to

lose your cherry, you need to be safe. You have fun…and I expect

details…lots of details."

"Only as many as you gave me when you lost yours to `Togi." Jou

taunted then sauntered away, snickering at the following boi's

sputtering protests.

The listening brunet was disgusted with himself for hiding, but

after overhearing their conversation, Seto couldn't help the small

thrill of smug amusement. So the fin-head was Otogi's lover; his

guess had been correct. And Jou, the annoying mutt, was going to

become someone's lover tonight. Resolutely he squashed down the

clutch of pain and dismay at the thought. After all, even if Jou

had been gay, he – Seto - had no intention of doing anything about

his attraction to the other.

After giving the other teens a chance to clear the area, Seto exited

and made his way to his locker. By his estimation he had about

thirty minutes to gather his stuff, make arrangements for his

classes and get home before the pill caught up with him. Plenty of

time. He didn't count on Mokuba using the limo to take him to the

library, then to drop him off at a friend's house.

So there he was, sitting on a bench, outside the school, relaxed and

pain free for the first time in…he couldn't remember how long. The

limo would be there any second, but for now, even though he knew it

was wrong, he couldn't help laying his head down and staring up at

the shifting light in the trees. He only jumped slightly when a

body he recognized by scent alone slid in next to him.

"Yo, Kaiba, ya sick or somethin'?" Jou asked, his tone a mix of

well hidden concern and perky good humor.

"Not your business, go bark up another tree." Seto tried to insult,

knowing he should, but for some reason the insult had lost its bite;

probably the dreamy tone, Seto thought crossly his lips pouting.

"Whoa…Kaiba sit up and let me look at ya. That sounded too weird.

Not at all your normal asshole tone." Although Jou made his comment

light, he felt worry begin to form. What if Kaiba were really sick?

"Ah, go away… Don'cha have plans? Plans that don' `clude me of

course." Again the dreamy tone, but this time with a thread of pain

mixed in. "But, tha's `kay. I will get ov'r it. Alwa's have."

"What are ya ramblin' about? Are you high or something?" Jou's

voice had sharpened and his gaze was now fixed on the odd glassy

look of the one blue eye he could see.

"High? I don't do drugs…at least not illegals…no…I had a headache,

so I took the migraine pill my doctor gave me. It makes me…relaxed,

but not high." Seto clarified, making a concerted effort to clear

his speech and mildly irritated that the mutt actually thought he'd

cop out that way. That he ~Seto Kaiba~ would use that kind of a

crutch.

"Ya took a pill from the doctor and it did this to ya? Just one?

Or did ya take more than ya should have?" Jou was getting really

worried now. Seto seemed to be drifting. He should have been

~pissed~ not just peeved.

"Just one. Idiot. I wouldn't… take more…'specially since… they make

me… stupid." It was getting harder and harder to control his speech

as the pill's grip tightened. "But if it'll make ya – you -

go `way, I'll explain. I have a … low tolerance for `em. Any

depressant, really. Alcohol's very bad… and these damn migraine

pills… Look, my limo's going to be here any second, so you can stop

pret'nding to care and get lost `kay? I don't need `friendship' or

anythin' else you have to offer."

"Yeah well, everyone needs friends. Everyone needs love. So just

pretend I'm yer friend okay? I'll make sure ya get home safe and

sound." There was no way Jou was leaving Seto like this. Mentally

he shifted his plans. They would wait.

Before the dreamy-eyed brunet could protest, his limo drew up and

pulled to a smooth halt. The driver exited and opened the door in,

to Kaiba's relaxed brain, what suddenly seemed to be an exaggerated

show of professionalism. But, he had to get home.

Trying to stand, he suddenly found his feet awkward and he couldn't

quite balance. He was saved from pitching forward onto his face by

a strong arm and warm body supporting him. "C'mon, let's get you

home. You really are in no condition. Why did you take that pill

so early?"

"I didn't know Mokuba had the limo busy. I `spected to be home by

now. When I hit this stage, I'm usu'lly in bed." Seto tried to

explain, feeling oddly chastened by the censure in Jou's voice.

"Oh…'kay. So let's get ya home and inta bed."

The tall boy didn't reply as Jou awkwardly maneuvered them into the

limo. Seto was so quiet on the way home, his long body limp and

resting against his own smaller frame, that Jou thought he'd fallen

asleep.

When they reached the house, Jou tried to wake him with a gentle

shake. "Kaiba, hey Kaiba, wake up now. It's time ta get ya inside

and up ta bed."

Instead of jerking away, the brunet snuggled closer. "Na asleep.

Just enjoying puppy-cuddling. You do know you're cuddly right?

Cute and cuddly like a little puppy." Seto smiled, then frowned,

not realizing that Jou was watching him with open-mouthed

amazement. "But you never let me cuddle you. All you do is bite

and piss at me, bad puppy. And now you're gonna be someone else's

cuddle-puppy. I'll never ever get another chance, so I am enjoying

cuddling the puppy who is not mine. Who are you going to belong to,

Cuddle-Puppy?" Seto asked the question he'd resolutely ignored

before.

Jou's eyes went wide - wider than they'd ever gone before - and his

jaw hung to his chest. "Wha…what do ya mean?"

"Heard you today. In the bathroom. You and Fin-Head. He bought

you condoms. A three pack. And said you were going to lose your

cherry. You said you loved someone. So…who is it?" He traced Jou's

chest in a vague pattern. "Who owns the Cuddle-Puppy's heart?"

Jou didn't know how to answer, and wasn't sure he wanted to, so he

dodged. "I don't think …" his artful reply was cut off my a small

groan from the other boi.

"It's not that blond bimbo Mai is it?"

Jou automatically shook his head. Kaiba gave him a small smile

smile that somehow reached his eyes. "Good. Not the cheerleader?

Manzu or whatever?" At another shake of his head Kaiba's smile

broadened a bit, then dimmed. "Do I know her?"

"Uh Kaiba, yer working under a handicap. It ain't a her. And yeah,

you know him." Jou felt safe in disclosing that much. After all he

had several male friends, and there is no way the brunet would guess

who.

He couldn't have guessed the reaction Seto had to his statement.

The sudden crushing of him to the taller body and the tugging of his

hair to pull his head back to meet the blazing out of focus gaze was

the last thing he expected.

"You're gay? Honest?"

"Well, yeah. All of us are. Thought you knew that. Yugi, Ryou,

Yami, Bakura, Honda, Otogi, Malik, Marik, all of us. Even Anzu and

Mai." Disentangling himself, Jou clambered out of the car and

assisted the still unsteady CEO to his feet. "Let's get ya to bed."

Jou was relieved when Seto didn't pursue the issue. They made slow

steady progress into the house, up the stairs and into the hall.

The blond jumped a bit when Seto's deep voice suddenly boomed "Which

one?"

"Uh, I dunno Kaiba. Which is yer room?"

"Don't play dumb." The sleepy slurring had vanished from his

voice. "Which one is going to take you tonight? I've thought about

it and I can't decide. I know it's not Fin-Head, Otogi, Yami or

Yugi, so that leaves Ryou, Bakura, Malik or Marik. Which one gets

to claim you tonight?"

"I don't…it's not your business what I do with my friends or lover.

Just let it drop okay?"

Goaded by jealousy and pain no longer held in check by titanium self-

control, the brunet sneered "Friends? These are the people who

tried to kill you. They used you."

"Yeah, well we've gotten past that. We're friends now."

"Friends. Yeah right. Just an excuse to use you more. And love…

that's just an excuse to get laid." The jealous brunet couldn't

help the sneer of disgust and rage. He was so jealous…he felt the

need to rend and tear at what hurt him most.

"Yeah ~friends~ people who care and are always there for me. And,

love? I could get laid any time I wanted to." Jou snarled back

rashly.

"I can take care of myself. And I don't need anyone's help or love

to get off."

Jou laughed, actually laughed in his face. "I'm takin' care of you

now…so ya need me. And you sure as hell need someone ta get off.

It ain't like ya can suck yer own dick."

"Yes I can."

Jou blinked and stepped back, shocked to the core. "Yer lyin'"

"I'm not. My bedroom is through that door. C'mon in, I'll show

you. And then I'll let you try to prove your way is better."

"Uh…how about I put you to bed, and when you are back to normal you

make that offer again?"

"One time only…I won't offer again. And I'll laugh in your face if

you ask."

Jou could feel himself torn in two directions. The part of him that

was decent and upstanding wanted to tuck Kaiba in and let him sleep

it off. That was the decent thing to do. But his hormones and his

cock were at war with that part of him.

Deciding not to answer, he simply guided Seto to the room he

indicated. He didn't realize that to Seto, silence equaled assent.

Once in the room, Seto moved away and started to undress, as if Jou

was not there. Or at least that's what Jou thought until Seto

caught his hungry gaze and said musingly "You like to watch me. I

always thought it was because you hated me. Your gaze always seemed

so…angry. But it's not. Funny; I just realized. It's hot, not

angry. You like to look at me because I make you hot." Seto found

that incredibly funny, because in all the time he'd known the other

boy he'd gone out of his way not to look at the blond…for the exact

same reason.

Spreading his arms wide in a gesture of invitation, Seto said

expansively "Go ahead and look. I offered, so it's fair. In fact,

I'll show you it all." His hands uncharacteristically clumsy, he

managed to pull off his blazer, kicked off his shoes and toed out of

his socks. When he tried to undo the buttons of his shirt, he

fumbled a bit, then with a frustrated snarl, gripped the top edges

and ripped downward, sending buttons and shreds of delicate silk

flying.

Uncertainty and intimidation quickly eclipsed the heat Jou felt at

the move. Kaiba's look was just too intense for someone of Jou's

lack of experience. Backing to the door he chattered "Yeah, uh,

well, now that yer home safe and sound, I gotta go. I got plans ya

know. See ya tomorrow Kaiba. Sleep well." And not giving the

brunet time to answer, the panicked boy dashed out the door.

He didn't see the intense gaze wane and fill with confusion that

drained to pain. He didn't hear the normally strong tones of Seto's

deep voice falter into a reedy thread as he murmured "Plans? Oh

yes, now I remember. Plans…he has plans to become someone else's

tonight. No matter how much he likes looking at me…he loves someone

else. Hmph…love. A fairy tale excuse to use and abuse…to fuck like

rabbits, who needs it? His loss…I won't ever offer again no matter

how much he begs. Your loss, Mutt."

He lifted his hands up and ran his hands through the thick dark

strands, feeling the silky texture. "You'll never feel that…my hair

is soft…softer than mink. And look, …look at me…my body is strong

and lean, with muscles and white skin. You will never see it,

Coward Dog."

Slowly he trailed his hands across his face and down to his neck,

exploring the smooth sensitive skin. "And here, you'll never know

that just the lightest touch will give me goose bumps and that the

skin here is soft…softer than almost anywhere else on my body, not

that you'll ever know that area either. Stupid Dog it's your loss.

No matter who it is, they could never give you what I can."

He caressed down his defined pecs, pausing to roll his dark pink

nipples between his fingers, rubbing and pinching to bring them to

hard little points. "You'll never know how I taste here, how I'd

have begged you to taste me here. How I would have called your

name. You ran away…Coward! Cheat! Tease! Make me want you then run

away."

Sliding his hand lower, he reached down and grasped his cock in a

grip that bordered on painful. "And this, you stupid dog, how could

you do this…pass this…me…us…up. You saw how much I wanted you…you

knew…and you chose someone else. We will never get the chance now.

I know…I saw how much you wanted me too. You stared; your eyes were

almost on fire. But you ran…for supposed ~love~ you ran. Your loss…

damn you, Cowardly Puppy, our loss." Dropping his head forward he

began to harshly stroke his aroused cock, bringing both pleasure and

pain, trying to assuage the conflict inside.

As his hand worked Seto tried to convince himself that he didn't

need Jou…he didn't need anyone. "You ran away…a coward, unworthy of

the gift I would have given you. I don't need you…I can show you.

Prove it to you, like this, with just my hands. Prove that I am

worth more than your so-called love…and that I don't want you…or

need you. Just like you don't want or need me. I will show you…I

don't…don't…" Seto's voice trailed off only to start again, more

breathless and husky than before. "Ah, ah, but even that...that

isn't enough is it? Not to show you, to convince you...let me show

you why I don't need you...or anyone. You're the one who said it…I

can't suck my own dick…but I can Puppy…and when I show you…you will

understand."

Then he bent, twisted, positioned himself in the way he'd discovered

that gave him the most pleasure and control…the position that proved

he truly didn't need anyone.

***Jou's perspective

Jou only got as far as the door before his hormones and heart

stopped him cold. What the hell was he doing? Running away from

the boi of his dreams and fantasies just because of… what? So Seto

showed a little aggression...so he tore a shirt. It's not like he'd

actually done anything violent towards Jou. And if Jou were honest,

he had to admit that he found that aggression totally hot. So what

exactly was his problem? Why was he running away? Okay so Seto was

more relaxed than normal. And his icy-cold demeanor had melted to

show his passion. His razor sharp brain was a bit dulled, but Seto

was still Seto. He knew what he was doing. And, he'd ~invited~ Jou

to...

Well, shit.

Spinning around Jou jogged back up the stairs and crept up to the

doorway. In his haste he'd left the door half open. He jumped

slightly when he heard Seto's deep voice say 'coward dog', but he

realized that Seto was talking to himself, that he couldn't know Jou

was just outside the door.

Stepping silently across the threshold, Jou almost swallowed his

tongue. Seto was standing beside the bed, exploring and caressing

his now bare flesh, talking in a soft murmur. If Jou hadn't known

that Seto was oblivious to his watching eyes, he would have thought

the other teen was speaking to him. And as he listened, he realized

that Seto was indeed talking to him...saying things that Jou had

never expected to hear.

As he watched, those clever elegant hands explored a slim muscular

chest, toying with the dark pink nipples. As the hands explored,

Seto's voice became deeper, huskier, telling himself and Jou exactly

how much he wanted his touch...how he would have begged for it and

then calling him a tease and coward for running away.

He caught his breath in a painful gasp as Seto's hand slid down his

firm abdomen and grasped his aroused cock in a tight grip. The

taller boy's words were lost to Jou as he watched Seto bring himself

to the edge of release, only to stop his stroking.

Only when Seto stopped did Jou come back to himself enough to hear

Seto murmur breathlessly "Ah, ah, but even that...that is not enough

is it. Not to show you...let me show you why I don't need you...or

anyone." With stunned amazement Jou gazed at Seto as he knelt on

his bed and slowly folded his body forward, bending and arching

until he was aligned perfectly to take his own cock into his mouth.

Even as the idea registered, the limber brunet captured his

straining tip between his lips and began to bathe it with long slow

laps, leaving a mix of saliva and cum glistening on the dark red

flesh.

Jou's erection surged and he had to fight back the urge to release

in his pants as he took in the sight of Seto giving himself head.

It was so incredibly odd...yet completely arousing. And when Seto

took his cock deep into his throat, Jou couldn't hold back his

gasp. Luckily for him, Seto had started to hum deep, using the

vibrations to bring himself more pleasure and didn't hear his tell-

tale gasp.

Jou was so entranced by the sight, enmeshed in the unconscious

sexual spell that the other teen was weaving, that he began to move

his hips in time with the downward strokes of Seto's lips as they

worked his cock towards orgasm. Stopping just long enough to

carefully wet his fingers, the brunet carefully found his own

opening and deftly inserted one, then another, obviously finding and

stroking exactly what he sought.

Seto was completely lost in his pleasure, working himself higher and

higher with each suck and lick, every deep stroke that hit his

prostrate dead on. Gods this was good. He really didn't need

anyone else...not Jou...not anyone. Feeling his seed start to rise

and his cock start to swell with impending orgasm, he pulled his

hand free, arched back and released his aching cock, falling back as

his creamy seed spurted up and across his body. He was barely aware

of calling out as he came and he had no awareness of when he fell,

his body going limp as he relaxed into a sated sprawl.

Hearing Seto roar his name as came was too much for the over-heated

blond. Stuffing his fist in his mouth, he muffled his cry as he

came, his seed spewing into his underwear and pants. Slumping down

to his knees in the doorframe, he tried to catch his breath. God's

that was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. He would never forget

it. It was no wonder Seto believed he didn't need a lover. Hell if

Jou could do that, he'd never leave the house.

But as sanity returned, Jou realized that Seto did need someone.

He'd called out...his name...Jou's name. So even if Jou wasn't

there physically...he was there mentally. Seto did need

someone...him.

With a quick glance at the limp, apparently unconscious form on the

bed, Jou quickly undressed. He spared a quick grimace at the

wetness in his pants, but after retrieving the small paper sack from

his backpack, he spent no more time worrying about it.

Grabbing up the comforter a the end of the bed, he lovingly covered

Seto's relaxed body, then, after carefully placing the sack on the

bedside table, crawled in next to the still brunet, cuddling him

close. He was slightly miffed when the other boi didn't even stir,

much less notice, but after a second, shrugged it off. Seto'd

earned some rest...and he'd need it.

Seto awoke warm, relaxed and with total recall – which under the

circumstances could be taken as a curse or a blessing. He was also

totally headache free. His internal clock told him it was very

late, probably after two in the morning, and his stomach was

growling. Briefly he wondered who Jou belonged to now and he

wondered how he would be feeling now if Jou had taken him up on his

offer. Shrugging that avenue of thought off as useless, squelching

any hint of pain under his usual icy distain, Seto decided to get up

and make himself a snack.

He was just sitting up, looking at the comforter in confusion when

Jou came through the door. He was wearing Seto's robe and carrying

a tray of food. "Oh hey, yer awake! Good, so I don't have ta wake

ya. Yer stomach woke me about half an hour ago." Ignoring the

shocked gaze Jou smiled sweetly "Guess yer headache didn't let ya

eat lunch huh? And after all yer exercise this evenin', ya just

passed out. I made ya some soup and a sandwich. It's all I could

find that wouldn't take too long."

"What the hell are you doing here, Mutt? And why are you wearing my

robe?"

"Well that's obvious. I'm feedin' ya. And it's a little cold right

now." As though that explained anything.

"That's not what I meant and you know it. You left."

Jou laughed with embarrassment then said softly "Well, not really.

I started ta. Ya scared me there for a second. I ain't

never...uh...and you ripped yer shirt. It was too much sexual uh…

force fer me. I needed a minute ta figure it out. But I did come

back...you were just too busy ta notice."

When Seto turned a furious shade of crimson, Jou decided to hand him

the tray and cool things off a bit. "Eat yer food. Then we'll talk

for a few minutes. But, there is one thing I want ya to know

straight off, you shouldn't be embarrassed...you are

incredible...sexy and hot...and...That's enough of that talk, at

least for now. Eat...then talk. Mine is still cookin'. I'll be

back in a minute and we can eat together."

When Jou got back with his tray, he saw that Seto had finished his

sandwich and was sipping at his mug of soup. "Hmm…ya musta been

more hungry than I thought. Here take half my sandwich. You burned

more calories than I did." Jou couldn't keep that comment down, no

matter how hard he tried. It was just too much fun to have Seto on

the ropes…and he was just too cute when he turned that bright pink

color.

Jou was even further amused when the blue-eyed teen took not only

half of his sandwich, but swiped his milk too. "Hey…okay I guess so…

since I forgot ta get you some." Jou devoured his half a sandwich

and downed his soup in his typical three bite way then tidied the

trays. "Ya want something else Kaiba?"

"No"

"No what?" Jou attempted to tease.

"No, now explain why the hell you're still here."

"Oh, well I was goin' for a `No, thank you'. But I guess not.

Okay, let me put the trays in the kitchen then we'll talk."

"Set them outside the door. The maid will get them in the morning.

You are ~not~ leaving my sight until I get an explanation."

Sighing, Jou did as the other boi requested then came back to sit on

the bed. "Okay…so what do ya wanna know?"

"Let's start with when did you come back?"

"About the time ya called me a Coward Dog." Jou watched with

interest as slashes of bright red color ran up Seto's neck and

slashed across his cheekbones.

"So you saw…heard…"

"Everything." Jou confirmed.

Never one to beat around the bush, Seto turned and met Jou's gaze

head on. "Okay, so now what? Did I convince you I don't need

anyone?"

"Well…as to now what…I am not sure…but since I let you show me…"

"More like you spied on me."

Jou waved off the difference as though he hadn't been interrupted. "…

Ain't it my turn ta show you that you ~do~ need someone? But, ya

need ta know somethin'. I ain't doin' this ta prove my point.

Nope, you did that yerself…when ya called my name when ya came. You

need me. I'm here `cause I want ta be…I want ta be the one ya

need. But, just because ya need me…don't mean ya can't…try ta prove

it some more. Gods Seto, that was the hottest thing I ever saw.

How do ya get anything done? If I could do that, I'd be holed up in

my room 24/7."

"I limit myself to twice a week. And as flexible as you are…I could

teach you in no time. But, I don't think I will…I don't want you

getting the idea that you don't need me…"
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