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Forbidden
Fruits

"Hey!
That's my spring roll!" Goku reached over to Gojyo's plate.
The red-haired hanyou retaliated by jabbing the younger man's hand
with his chopsticks.

"I
don't see your name on it. And, it's on my plate. Possession is
nine tenths of the law." Gojyo was smiling broadly. He loved
this game.

Hakkai
watched in mild amusement. He had seen this self-same scene played
out countless inns and restaurants, yet it never failed to be
humorous.

The
two would fight over a pointless piece of food then reconcile
themselves, becoming friends again as if nothing had happened. He
looked at his own filled plate. He was hungry for something else.
It had been... he couldn't even remember.

"Goku,
I seem too have lost my appetite, you may have my spring roll."

"Really?
Hakkai, you're the greatest! Thanks." He snatched the offered
plate from his friend, grinning from ear to ear. Goku stuck his
tongue out at the red-head.

"Why
do you encourage them?" Sanzo's voice was soft and directed for
Hakkai's ears only.

Hakkai
merely smiled. Excusing himself from their presence, he went
upstairs.

Gojyo
watched as Hakkai made his exit. That wiggle should be against the
law. It had to be now. They had been either camping or stuck in a
single room for the past, what... well over six weeks since he had
heard that sweet sound?

Taking
the container of duck sauce, the drew the word 'monkey' on the
debated item. "Hey, Monkey, guess what, it does have your name
on it. My bad."

"Quit
callin' me monkey."

He
carelessly flipped the roll to Goku as he left the table. Grabbing
his unopened beer, he fingered the key in his pocket.

Sanzo
arched his eyebrow. Not his concern.

Opening
the door to their shared room, Gojyo found Hakkai gathering his
toiletry articles. He settled into a chair, opened his beer and lit
a cigarette.

"I'm
going to wash the road grime off, then go to bed, Gojyo. Are you
going out to-night?"

"Nah,
gonna drink a bit and turn in myself. Hakuryuu hits every damn hole
in the road, I swear it's true."

Hakkai
laughed genuinely. "It does seem like that at times, doesn't
it?" With that, he left.

Gojyo
waited five minutes, taking a few more swigs of beer, finishing his
cigarette, then stripped and followed Hakkai wearing nothing but a
towel.

The
warm water felt good against his skin. His groin was aching from the
absence of his own touch. The semi-rigid member lept to attention at
the slightest brushing of his fingers. He moaned in pleasure. At
first his strokes were slow and deliberate, then faster and harder.

Gojyo
padded into the bathroom, hearing the hiss of the shower. He made
sure the door made no noise. He was already hard just thinking of
the entire act. Women were his life. He loved everything about
them.

Yet,
here was this man he had shared over three years of his life with,
only having seen him naked a few times at baths, but always noticing
that little sway of his hips.

After
having heard Hakkai satisfy himself the first time, he knew he had to
try. This was by no means anything new to Gojyo, well, not really.
His brother had taught him a lot about sex and the only way to learn
was by doing. Jien had been gentle and Gojyo had learnt well. He
dropped the towel, making sure to bring the small tube of lubricant
with him.

Enjoying
the hedonistic pleasure of his own flesh, Hakkai forced all thoughts
from his mind. He concentrated on nothing but the fulfillment of his
own desire.

Behind
him, the curtain opened. Had he been normally aware, he would have
noticed. As it was the disturbance went unchallenged.

A
hard calloused hand supplanted his own. He instinctively wrenched
the arm in a hand lock, incapacitating the other person.

"Hey!
It's just me, Gojyo."

Hakkai
whirled, his usually placid face filled with rage and betrayal.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Hakkai,
I... I..." His mouth dried up, while his heart nearly stopped
beating. " I wanted to be the one to bring those sounds from
you and give you that release. I know how difficult it's been."

His
voice raised an octave, becoming strident. "Difficult?
Difficult?! Difficult is what the Sunday crossword puzzle is.
Difficult is finding a particular edition of a rare book. This, this
is a violation of my goddamn privacy. You have your women, Goku has
his food, Sanzo his liquor, and I try to get a few moments alone for
this and you intrude with some, some..." He sputtered wildly.
"Juvenile idea of a prank." He was livid. "Get away
from me." He huffed and went to leave the shower stall.

"Get
off your fuckin' high horse." Gojyo grabbed him, pulling him
close, and kissing him.

Hakkai
desperately tried to pull away, but Gojyo was an expert at close
combat manœuvers,
trapping him. He wasn't causing any pain, at least not yet. And, it
was only a kiss.

Using
his Qi on Gojyo would likely hurt him and that was unconscionable.
He surrendered. He would not give any response.

Gojyo
felt the fight go out of Hakkai, no response at all. This was not
what he had envisioned at all. He had no intention of raping him.
He pulled away.

"Hakkai.
I'm sorry."

The
dark haired man stood in stony silence. Angry or not, he couldn't
stay that way for long at Gojyo. He counted until the sound of blood
was no longer rushing in his ears.

"It's
alright, Gojyo. I understand. I didn't mean to raise my voice at
you. It's just that it is such a private thing."

Gojyo
gently sidled next to him, whispering, "Didn't you ever want the
taste of forbidden fruit? You are that fruit to me. You don't
realize the power you have over me. The sway of those hips of yours.
The sweet smell of your hair. His member was completely engorged,
urging him forward.

Hakkai
looked down in appreciation. He had art classes and drawn male
nudes, and Gojyo fit in the category of deliciously beautiful to a
tee. Almost in a classical sense.

"Forbidden
Fruits?" He thought of the times he wanted Kanan to do
particular sexual acts with him, which ended with her refusing
because they were 'dirty' or 'forbidden'. At that time, he hadn't
cared as he loved her so much. Now though, was what he asked for
that aberrant?

Licking
his lips nervously, he brought his hand to Gojyo's phallus. The
taller man leaned into him, groaning from the back of his throat.

"Hakkai,
you don't have to..."

"Gojyo,
maybe I should take your offer of help."

Gojyo's
eyes slid closed, bending down to kiss the dark brunette. The
shorter man's mouth was tender with a full bottom lip like a woman's.
His taste, sweet, clean, so unlike his own soured beer and stale
cigarettes.

"Mmm.
Stand up against the wall and don't panic. It will only hurt a
little."

"What
are you going to do, Gojyo?"

Gojyo
took the tube he had brought with him. With one hand, he lifted
Hakkai's left leg, placing it on his hip. He applied some
lubrication to his fingers. Hakkai's eyes opened wide.

"You're
not going to... "

Gojyo
kissed him to stop his question.

"Shh.
It'll be alright. Just relax your muscles."

He
started rubbing the small flanges of the anus causing them to drop
some of their tension. He started pushing slowly inward, using one
finger.

Not
only did Hakkai's eyes open to their fullest, but his mouth opened in
a deep gasp, his thin chest heaving. He slipped it out as easily,
inserting two fingers, then three. He squeezed more lube onto his
palm, then smoothed it along the entire length of his penis,
shuddering slightly as his did.

Once
Gojyo had Hakkai fully stretched, he aimed his thickened manhood for
the opening, penetrated little by little for Hakkai to get used to
him.

Pulling
Hakkai's other leg up around his hip so he was only supported by the
wall and himself, Gojyo began to stroke deeply in and out.

Hakkai
whimpered as his eyes watered from the pain. Not exactly pain, as he
found something that caused him erotic pleasure.

"Oh,
Gods, Gojyo. This is forbidden. Delectably so." He
clung to Gojyo's neck, nuzzling it, biting shoulder muscles.

Gojyo
licked Hakkai's seashell ears and cuffs.

"I
can show you so much more."

His
hand went between them, capturing Hakkai's swelling, continuing the
job he had started earlier. This time there was no resistance to his
ministrations.

Hakkai
worked his way to kissing this womanizing kappa, brushing his lips
lightly around his face, teasing him with moist warm tongue. Gojyo
responded with an ardent kiss.

Breaking
their kiss, Hakkai dug his nails into Gojyo's soft skin as his
release built. His legs tightened their hold upon the waist they
were around, leaving Gojyo a bit breathless.

Gojyo
teased the tip just enough to make Hakkai beg for his ejaculation.
He was rewarded with warm, semen streaming through his fingers, onto
them both. Hakkai's hips bucked in response.

Hakkai
arched his back at the eruption in his interior. It filled him
completely in the most intimate way he had ever known.

He
let out the cry of utter fulfillment that now completed him. He went
limp into Gojyo's arms.

Gojyo,
after rinsing both of them, turned the now cold water off.

"When
we get back to the room, we'll just send Monkey to sleep in Sanzo's
room. He doesn't deserve to have one to himself, while the three of
us have to share one room."

Hakkai
knew he wanted to make an argument for the opposite, as Sanzo needed
his rest and meditation, but he didn't have the energy to object.
Right now, he had to trust his house-mate to do the right thing.
"Gojyo..?"

Gojyo
chastely kissed him on the lips, cupping the sweet rounded buttocks
that drew him in the first place. He whispered directly into the
decorated ear, "What is your forbidden fruit?"

Hakkai
paled, only to have the blood rush back like the tide, flushing him.
"Having my prostrate massaged in such a manner, was something I
never considered, but I guess it's added now."

His
piercing stare bored into Gojyo's as he caressed the scarred cheek.
Gojyo's hand covered his.

"Am
I to be just another one of your conquests, Gojyo?"

Gojyo's
stomach flipped, then sank. What exactly had he planned to do after
taking Hakkai, satiating his own thirst?

"At
first, that's what I wanted, but, I can't do that to you. You
stirred something other than my dick." He pulled Hakkai's hand
to his heart.

"I've
always wanted to take care of you since you came to live with me, but
you kept doing all work, that I just sat back like a lazy bastard. I
honestly want to try a relationship with you. More than just
buddies, pals, what not. I want to be responsible for making you
happy. Sex doesn't have to come with it. If you never want me to
touch you again, I understand, I just want to care about someone for
once in my life. Closer than just us living together, although that
helps a lot."

Hakkai
knew Gojyo was being honest, and trying to sort things out for
himself at the same time.

"Why
don't you try and give it some time so you can get it all sorted out,
then we can talk about it again. I don't want to jump into something
neither of us is ready for."

Gojyo's
jaw clenched. Hakkai could see the pain in his eyes. "Yeah,
whatever. What was I thinking." He started to pull away.
Hakkai grabbed him behind the neck, drawing him forward into another
kiss.

"Gojyo,
I didn't say no."

"You
didn't say yes, either."

"It
took me months to figure out I loved Kanan. She didn't say yes after
I asked her to be my lover for almost a year. I don't make decisions
about relationships quickly. I never have. Give me at least a week.
I should be able to answer by then." He trapped Gojyo in a
neck embrace, kissing him deeply and passionately.

Dressing,
Hakkai acquired a few supplies from down-stairs , went to Sanzo's
room and knocked, knowing the priest would still be awake. With him
he brought three large bottles of sake and a six-pack of beer.

"Pardon,
Sanzo, may I come in?" He heard the familiar growl.

Dexterously,
he rolled his hip against the door, opening it. Sanzo had stripped
the top of his robes down to his waist.

Eying
the alcohol, he twitched an eyebrow. "What do you want now?"

"I
need to stay here to-night, and this is in partial payment for
bothering you." He handed the beer and one of the sake bottles
to Sanzo.

"Did
you tell him?" Sanzo started on the beer.

"Of
course not. It's better he doesn't know."

"He'll
find out eventually, he's not that stupid." Sanzo hated when
Hakkai got into these states. It might be days before he came to his
senses about things.

Or
even stop drinking. That's when he became difficult to deal with.

"Don't
tell me the details. What you do is between you and your
conscience."

"I'll
try to keep that in mind." The first bottle was half gone.

Hakkai
was not a social drinker. He was an abusive one. It was all or
nothing.

Unfortunately,
he didn't pass-out. He just got depressing and more self-abusive.
This was not a good night for either of them.

Whatever
Gojyo had done or said, hadn't helped.

Sanzo
passed over the third bottle of sake. "I don't think I can make
it through this to-night. Why don't you finish it off for me?"

"Kanpai!"
The second bottle was empty. Sanzo grunted, and lit another
cigarette.

"Gojyo
has some nerve. He screws me then wants me to be his bitch. Even
admits that it's practically that way now, except I don't put out."

Bitterness
and pain filled his every word. "Then he has the damn audacity
to be pissed off and hurt cus I don't jump immediately at the chance
to be his fellator."

Half
of the third. Sanzo knew the dance. Had seen it too many times,
dealt with it too often.

At
least he wasn't pissing and moaning about Kanan, going through his
usual diatribe.

"Does
it say 'Fucking Whore' on my forehead or something?"

Sanzo
could feel the dark haired man's eyes undress him.

"Since
Gojyo started you on this path, do you want me to finish it?"

The
third lay by its brothers, dead soldiers all.

"Sanzo,
you are wearing entirely too many clothes."

"I'm
not the only one."

Frantic
hands untied belts and fasteners. Zippers ripped through their
teeth. Shirts were slung hither and yon. Trousers and underwear
followed.

Sanzo
wanted and loathed what was going to happen next. To counter his
sever bouts of depression, Hakkai drank, converting the alcohol to
sugar, thus turning him manic.

He
would apologise in the morning and say it wouldn't happen again, at
least not that he would have control over. Sanzo couldn't admit that
he wanted him here more than he arrived.

That
would be dependence upon another that he would have to protect and he
couldn't afford that. He took what he could and was content.

Even
though pale, Hakkai's body was almost bronze in comparison to
Sanzo's. Hakkai was in a rare mood.

Using
his belt, he began to flagellate
himself, then, started
leaving stripes of redness upon Sanzo's porcelain skin. Sanzo winced,
but never cried out.

Finished
with the belt, Hakkai tenderly kissed and licked each welt. Where
they crossed, he bit down leaving a circular mark of bloody teeth
marks.

Sitting
up suddenly, Sanzo grabbed Hakkai's hips, sinking his teeth into the
tender scar end, beginning to suck and chew. Hakkai's hands tangled
themselves in the soft, blond locks, combing them with his fingers.

In
a husky whisper, Hakkai pleaded with him not to stop. When Hakkai
could feel blood on his stomach, he yanked the face away from its
current location, kissing it savagely.

From
the pain and contact, both of them were aroused and asking for
attention. In one swift motion, Hakkai flipped Sanzo onto his knees.
Rubbing out the last of the wrinkles of his own phallus, he spread
Sanzo apart for better access.

The
priest choked back the yell of pain as Hakkai entered with no warning
or preparation. He could hear a muttering as Hakkai subconsciously
had a discussion with Gojyo.

To-night,
Hakkai didn't want sex, he wanted a vent for anger, which suited
Sanzo, as the same would be shown to Hakkai, who would accept it
willingly.

When
they had first done this routine, each had fought the other, finding
that each received more damage than the original abuse would have
left.

After
that time, They would silently share a room and hurt one another
until their inner demons were stilled.

Hakkai
would heal Sanzo to prevent too many questions from being asked, and
they even went through tender moments like lovers that they never
were.

But
Hakkai would tell him nonetheless that he did indeed care for him.
He would agree, never saying the words. They knew they both lied for
convention's sake.

Somehow
being held by someone, you fooled yourself into believing they cared,
making sleep possible.

Hakkai
abruptly removed himself without ejaculating.

"I'll
never be just a plaything. I'll rip your balls off first!"

Grabbing
Sanzo by the hair, he pulled him into an upright position and faced
him. Lashing out with the flat of his hand, he struck Sanzo's face.
He had broken the cardinal rule... no blows to the head.

Immediately,
Sanzo's hand appeared, backhanding Hakkai off the bed.

Sanzo
looked at him sadly. Definitely not here right now.

"Go
back to your room now. You need to talk this out personally.
Talking to him here isn't going to help."

"I'm
sorry Sanzo, I haven't done anything for you. I have been selfish
this evening."

Stupid
bastard, didn't even know when he was done. Sanzo growled.

"Get
out. You're useless to-night."

"Let
me at least heal you."

"Do
what you will."

Green
light engulfed them as he healed them both. He dressed, went to the
wash room, cleaned himself and entered the room he shared with the
other two.

Goku
was snoring soundly, sprawled out on the floor, muttering about pork
buns.

He
saw the glow of the cherry of a cigarette and knew Gojyo was still
awake, waiting for him.

"Gojyo,
what are you still doing up? It's late and we'll be getting an early
start in the morning."

"Do
I look stupid to you? Okay, I'm not the brightest crayon in the box,
but damn, Hakkai, give me some credit. I know a virgin when I have
them, and you're no virgin. As well as the sounds of leather beating
against skin. And do you do that other shit? Whips, cuffs, anything
else? How long have you and Sanzo been gettin' it on? I've got
ears." Bitterness dripped like poison.

Hakkai
exhaled and closed his eyes. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he
folded his hands into his lap.

"Gojyo,
I didn't think you would understand."

"What?
That you're already fucking another guy and you don't have the guts
to tell me to my face, while you lead me on? Maybe I would, maybe I
wouldn't. But I would have appreciated the chance to make up my own
mind, instead of being treated like an idiot." He was
practically snarling.

Hakkai's
voice remained still as a day in the dead of winter.

"No,
there's even a part I try to hide from myself. You can occasionally
see it in battle, as I find release there. But too often, I find I
enjoy the violence, the pain."

"It
isn't normal, Gojyo. That is my Forbidden Fruit. Sanzo and
I," a small sob escaped through his façade
of control. "We abuse each other. It isn't healthy, but
it keeps us sane. I didn't want you to... think less of me. Or...
him."

"That
damn monk can rot in hell for all I care, but you... I could never
think less of you. You're too kind for your own good and don't
deserve to be hurt. That's why I want to take care of you. I'm not
used to thinking about people other than myself, but I've been doin'
a lot of thinking and now I just can't stop. I need you in my life,
man."

He
reached out his hand, stroking Hakkai's ear with his thumb, cupping
his cheek. Hakkai needed no further encouragement to part his lips
slightly, letting Gojyo enter.

Their
mouths parted. "I didn't know you drank alone."

"I
don't. Well, not really. At least I shouldn't. I'm not a terribly
nice person when I drink on my own. I don't get drunk, I get..."
His face flushed.

"Hey,
it's okay. Sorry I brought it up. It just surprised me. I know
we've partied a bit, but not on your own. Or did Sanzo help?"

"No,
it wasn't quite like that." He looked down at the bed. "I
think I'll turn in now. It's getting quite late. Since you were
here first, you get the bed. The floor is fine by me."

"Oh,
hell no. This is almost big enough for three of us, if that monkey
wouldn't sprawl like that. Don't worry, I'll be a complete
gentleman."

Hakkai
was comforted and saddened at the same time. Perhaps if Gojyo would
force himself a little more... He sighed.

Gojyo's
voice was reedy, almost hoarse. "If you really have a problem
with it, I understand."

Hakkai
simply removed his clothes and climbed in bed with the hanyou that
cared so much for him.

"Gah!
Gojyo, Hakkai, what are you doing??"

"What?"
Gojyo threw his pillow at Goku. "You've seen us share before."

"Yeah,
but not like that." Goku emphatically pointed at Hakkai's head
nestled in Gojyo's chest, arms wrapped around his waist, hands hidden
from view.

"Well,
go see if Sanzo's up yet and go to breakfast. Hakkai had a bad
night."

"Er,
yeah. Sure." Goku didn't sound convinced. "That is so
lame. I saw you yesterday following Hakkai."

"Shut
it, bakasaru. You don't know what you're talking about."

"Ero
kappa."

"Chimp
brain. Now, out before I come over there and beat the shit out of
ya."

Hakkai
tightened his grip on his hips, focusing Gojyo's attention on the
fact that their hard-ons were rubbing together. He wanted so much to
ease himself and his bed partner's need.

Goku
slammed the door behind him.

A
butterfly-soft tickle from his neck region distracted him. "I'm
not asleep, Gojyo." Long, delicate fingers drew Gojyo's face
downward.

Velvet
skin brushed erotically against his lips. He allowed Hakkai's tongue
egress. It swirled, darted, explored and caressed all of the
cavities within his warm cave.

Gasping
for breath, Gojyo pulled himself away.

"I
want you so badly, it hurts."

"I
believe we had a gentleman's agreement?" Hakkai purred back as
he trailed his hand down, taking possession of Gojyo's full manhood,
stroking it.

Gojyo
shuddered. "Oh, yeah. Rub it hard."

Hakkai
suddenly stopped, drawing away quickly.

"Get
back here you goddamn dick tease." Gojyo grabbed Hakkai around
the waist.

"No,
that's what this is." He leaned over, pulling the covers from
Gojyo's midsection. He kissed the tip of the phallus gently, running
his tongue up and down the oozing slit he found there.

Gojyo
writhed in pleasure.

Climbing
out of bed, Hakkai got dressed, ignoring his own erection.

"You
are so fucking dead when I catch you. I'm going to fuck your ass so
hard you won't be able to walk for a week."

Hakkai's
eyes glinted with a light Gojyo had never seen in them before. Lust.

Was
this a hidden turn on for Hakkai? A forbidden fruit? This was going
to be better than he thought.

Breakfast
was quieter than usual. Goku kept his eyes on his plate. When Gojyo
called attention to himself, the younger man would look at Hakkai,
back to Gojyo and then give his plate his utmost attention.

"Goku,
are you feeling alright?"

"Uh,
yeah. I'm okay Hakkai."

"Poor,
poor Monkey. Thought me and Hakkai were gonna get it on this
morning?"

He
sure as hell had hoped so.

Goku
blushed the colour of raw salmon. "Shut up, you stupid
cockroach. You guys were actin' all weird n' stuff."

"Oh?
I didn't know comforting someone was considered 'weird'. So what do
we call what you do with Sanzo when we're camping?"

"That's
different. We don't have our clothes off."

"Hmm,
the kinky kinds that like to do it with most of their clothes on...
closet lovers..."

The
sound was deafening. Sanzo's aim was perfect. He split a hair on
both Goku's and Gojyo's head, barely missing each.

"Ow!
Sanzo..."

"Hey!
What the hell was that for?"

"Shut
the fuck up both of you!"

"Now,
Gojyo, you know, come to think of it, it may have looked a bit
suspicious."

Was
that a spark of mischievousness in Hakkai's voice?

Sanzo
snarled quietly, "You're not making this easier."

With
an equally low voice, Hakkai quipped, "I thought it was just the
thing."

"Do
you want pain with your meal."

"Aa,
no. But thank you for the offer nonetheless."

"Tch."
He snarled to let Hakkai know his displeasure was genuine by
pointing his revolver in his general direction.

Placing
the map in a now cleared space on the table, Hakkai peered myopically
at it. His thin finger began tracing faint lines upon its surface.

Shaking
his head violently, he tried several times with similar results.

"I
am afraid that there will be no towns to stop in for another week, so
we best stock up while we have the chance. Why don't the two of you
come help me carry everything back?"

Gojyo
was disappointed that Goku was tagging along, he had hoped to steal a
few moments away with Hakkai to himself.

Goku
was happy just to do something to help.

Sanzo
handed over the credit card to Hakkai with a scowl. "Marlboro
Reds. That's it."

"I'll
get what you need." The words came too readily and far too
playfully to Hakkai's tongue.

Sanzo
hated Hakkai at this moment, but remained silent.

The
supplies gotten, they were on their way, bouncing from one chuck-hole
in the road to the next.

"Damn,
Hakkai. Learn to fuckin' drive, will ya?" A week of this was
doing no good for his insides.

"Forgive
me, Gojyo, the road seems to have deteriorated to nothing more than a
series of ruts strung together. If we are going to make it to the
inn to-night, I must take a little less care."

"How
long 'till we get there, Hakkai? I'm hungry."

"Just
a couple more hours, Goku."

"You
said that last time."

"Did
I? Well, it won't be long now, I promise." He stepped on the
gas pedal, sending the jeep surging forward over more wash-board
terrain.

The
inn was cramped, but it afforded two rooms.

"I'm
not sleeping with the monkey any where near me."

"Well,
who said I wanted to share the room with you, ero kappa?"

"Fine.
We split the children up. Goku, you're in my room. Hakkai take
care of the other child?"

"Yes,
Sir."

After
bathing, they met for dinner. Hakkai ate sparingly, feeding Hakuryuu
bits from the dragon's own plate, while Goku inhaled everything that
wasn't nailed down.

Gojyo
was trying to get food before it disappeared as Sanzo chain smoked,
drinking sake.

When
Hakuryuu's plate was empty, Hakkai excused himself. When he was
directly behind Gojyo, he tripped slightly, catching the chair to
regain his balance.

He
whispered in the hanyou's ear and proceeded upstairs.

When
Hakkai was no longer in sight, Gojyo stretched and languidly walked
toward the stairs. His heart was threatening to pound a hole through
his chest.

Taking
these steps slowly, one at a time, carelessly was the most difficult
thing he had done.

Hakkai
had said 'yes'.

~owari~
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