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Destructions Malice.	By : Jessykins Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 10904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Grimmjow awoke in his usual half stupor; he lazily pushed himself up onto one arm and gazed around his room. His inner clock told him that it was well past noon, and he found himself happy that he had covered the window the day before. He rubbed one eye clear of dust from the night and casually reached for Matsumoto, but instead found his bed empty…which of late was rather strange. In the three days since his little scuffle she had been latched onto him like a lost puppy. They drank in the evening, fucked in the early hours and slept well past noon each day. Each day he had also been able to get a rather thorough feel in waking her up…which despite her protests she never even began to stop.
“Oi, Rangiku…” he started lazily throwing his feet over the side of the bed and after a moment tossing the sheet off so that he could stand.
He moved across the room to where he could hear her movements, and gruffly slid the door away to the rest area. He groaned at the light coming in through the high window inside, and half blocked it with one hand while his eyes adjusted. Looking in he found the woman lounging in the bath, her light smile evident as she lightly waved at him.
“Hiya Grimmy, have a nice sleep?” she asked, her voice well beyond her normal drowsy stage in the morning meaning she had been up for some time.
“What’s the deal Rangiku?” he asked finally dropping his hand away and running his fingers through his hair.
“I hate that you can do that…” she started, motioning at his head. “How you can just wake up and scuff it and look like your normal self is infuriating” she scoffed some seriousness leaking through. “A lady has to spend so much time to look her best.” She smiled lightly, “A little bit of humor seeping through, they both knew she had to do little compared to most to get where she wanted.
“What are we doing up so early?” he groaned leaning against the wall of the entrance, “We don’t usually start drinking till sunset.” His tone had more then a little annoyance in it, Rukia would smile knowing how similar he was after all the time that had past and likely did when the Vice-Captain visited.
“We have a date tonight!” she said triumphantly, one arm rising into the air to strike what was a rather silly pose.
Grimmjow simply glared at her, clearly far from awake enough to be joking…especially about a date, “We have a date every night woman…” his reference to her instantly reverting to less personal in his annoyance, “Here, where the bed is close already…” at that he was completely sincere and despite the girls sigh she couldn’t hide the blush on her cheeks.
“Well, I think it’s time for you to meet a few people! You’re stuck here Grimmy and you need more friends then just me!” she exclaimed, inside she held out some small hope that he would actually want friends.
“You screwin with me?” He asked casually, one eyebrow rising in suspicion, “You know this ain’t happening right?”
“You don’t even have to do anything Grimmy!” she started abruptly slipping out of the bath as a diversionary tactic, “We are going do it here, and nothing different is going to happen.” She placed her hands on her hips and gave him a pose which let him get an eyeful of just about whatever he wanted, “Plus they are both really nice girls!”
Grimmjows interest obviously perked up at the mention of two girls, “Girls?” he asked skeptically, “Want to drink…with me…here?” his tone was still skeptical.
“Both of us Grimmy!” she put on her best pouty face and basically threw herself onto the man, her arms wrapping around his neck, “Please please please!” she cried as if a child begging for a toy.
“Gah, alright woman! Your soaked, get off me!” he growled as she drenched him.
“Yay! I promise it won’t be bad!” she grinned and lightly nibbled on Grimmjow’s earlobe, “I’ll just have to repay you later then Hmmmm?” she practically purred the last part to him.
Grimmjow’s devious grin slid between his lips, “I’ll hold you too that Rangiku…”
He used her name…that always meant she was out of hot water and back with the fun Espada she had grown so attached too. Of course, even his agreement would only mean so much…she just hoped her old friends from the academy were still as open minded as they were in those days.
~~~
“Oi Ishi…” started Bikou, the second division third seat, “What’s the plan…” she said mid sigh as she leaned against the entrance to the woman’s small lab. She was of medium height, yet a curvaceous build. Her hair was long and blue in color, though she kept it in ponytail that made it harder to tell. She wore a greatly altered Shinigami uniform, which in many ways mimicked her captains…though her own abilities made most of the changes unneeded. Her Kasode had been cut into three parts consisting of a chest piece which covered almost none of her back and instead hung around her neck. Each sleeve was also separated leaving her shoulders and biceps uncovered, yet attached to the main section low on either side. These sleeves were slightly large which inadvertently gave her a rather cute appearance, which she completely detested having pointed out.
“To have fun…clearly Bikou.” She replied with a small grin.
“Quit being stubborn, you know what I mean.” Spat Bikou.
The twelfth division third seat let out a short giggled, her normally stern and obtrusive façade now gone that she was no longer around the men in their group. “These…” she started holding out a handful of small white colored tablets.
“Aaaand…what are those.” Replied Bikou curiously.
“One is for truth the other is for sleep of course.” Replied Ishi as if her comrade should have known already, “One to put the Arrancar out, and the other to question the Vice-Captain.”
“Why not just kill him then? Why he is out I mean?” asked Bikou, “And what do you mean questioning?”
“For one the Vice-Captain will be there, second that is not our job…yet anyway.” She pocketed the tablets and adjusted the small rectangular pair of glasses on her nose. Ishi was a polarity to Bikou physically. She was considerably shorter then the other girl, and was less pronounced in the chest region. Her hair was short and kept in a tight bun behind her head, and besides her glasses only a secondary orange sash with attached pocket for her notebook differentiated her from any other Shinigami. “It just makes the specimen more…open to suggestion…” she said with a devious smirk.
“Tch, we could finish it all today and not have to bother with it anymore.” Bikou was clearly annoyed at the idea of having the Arrancar subdued and not killing him, but she was also one who followed her orders…even if she complained about them the entire time. “And I’m not a fan of Drugging Rangiku…she’s not really the enemy here, and she’s our friend.”
“Oh don’t be such a bother Bikou, you could use some time from work…you are kind of a bore.” Replied Ishi, “and she will be fine…the trick is just not to mix them up, the two pills don’t have desired affects together…”
“A bore!” shouted Bikou in surprise, “I am more fun then anyone else you hang out with!”
“When was the last time you drank, or took a day off?” asked Ishi.
“I…” Bikou ground her teeth in annoyance, “Shut up Ishi.” She turned and left the room without another word.
Ishi let out a small giggle and hurried along behind the girl. The late afternoon light was dying and they were due at their destination soon, and there was so much wonderful information to gather.
~~~
Grimmjow lounged lazily in his favorite spot near the table in the center of the living room of Matsumoto’s larger Vice-Captains quarters. He had spent most of the afternoon watching Rangiku scurry about the place preparing it for guests. Besides lightly cleaning she had amassed a rather overwhelming supply of alcohol from dozens of hiding places around each room. The bottles literally covered several small tables spread across the room, it seemed like she wanted plenty in reach all night.
“Oi, when are they supposed to be here!” shouted Grimmjow toward Rangiku who was currently making something of a racket in another room, “I’m bored waiting!”
“Quit being such a whiner Grimmy, they will be here!” she shouted back after a brief pause.
“Tch” Grimmjow groaned he hated that he had agreed to this…even if her offer was so tantalizing. He sat up and grabbed a bottle of booze and abruptly popped the top off with one thumb.
Matsumoto heard the man pouring a drink and had almost yelled at him for starting before the company got there…but decided something to loosen him up may be better for everyone in the long run.
It was right around the time Grimmjow had gotten to his third glass that he heard the approach of two people. They both made little noise as they came; likely meaning they were of small build,
“Oi Rangiku! They are about to be here!” he called back down the hall to the woman just as they came to a halt at the entrance to the woman’s quarters.
The two girls heard the Arrancar as they approached and shared a momentary glance as if reassuring each other that he was safe to be around. Sure…it was easy to talk about meeting him and being in the same room for a while, but actually a mere moment away the “easy” part wasn’t so clear.
“Vice-captain Matsumoto! Here we are!” called Ishi waiting to be invited in.
Bikou on the other hand bothered little with formalities, “Oi Rangiku!” she called as she slid the door away and stepped inside, “You are late as usual I see!”
Matsumoto came down the hall with a light smile, “You haven’t changed have you Bikou?”
“Neither have you…” Bikou started pointing to the woman’s cleavage, “Still just throwin em out there aren’t cha?”
“You are just jealous that you don’t look as good when you do it…” replied Matsumoto deviously.
“Hey!” the girl began, clearly annoyed at something, “It was a phase!”
Matsumoto Giggled, “You were just trying to mimic me silly, it was obvious.”
Bikou growled and lunged at the woman, which of course was easily avoided resulting in the two women hopping about the room in a game of cat and mouse. Ishi and Grimmjow both remained stationary and more or less uninterested even as the two leapt over and around them both.
“I am Ishi Takegowa, Twelfth division third seat.” She started casually, her tone mostly stoic.
Grimmjow shuddered, “Kurotsuchi…”
“Yes, he is my captain. He is very much interested in you.” She returned.
“Tch.” Was all the girl got in response as she calmly sat down across from the Arrancar.
“May I?” she asked politely before taking a bottle and pouring herself a drink. She took a small sip then looked up to Bikou, “Would you two like to join us?” she asked lightly.
Rangiku abruptly stopped and sat down next to Grimmjow. Bikou, close behind crashed into her and tumbled end over end behind the two. Rangiku turned and smiled at the girl, a glass already in one hand.
“Still not quick on the stopping part hmmm?” She asked coyly.
“I’ll…kill you…” she mumbled lightly as she brushed herself off and moved around the table, making sure to move around the side Grimmjow was not on. She took her place beside Ishi, “I’m Bikou…” she said plainly pointing to herself, “You are Grimmjow.”
The Arrancar only took a drink from his glass, “Tch…” and looked in the direction of Rangiku, a bored look on his face. The two shared a brief exchange of expressions starting and ending with glares before Rangiku returned her focus to company.
“So…” she began warmly, “You are both moving up in your divisions I see, won’t be long before I see you at the Vice-Captains quarters.”
Bikou blushed lightly at the thought and Ishi smiled, “Wouldn’t that be nice…though it is hard to keep up with you.” Replied the twelfth division member.
Bikou slamed her fist on the table in response, “Ya! You could stop sleeping your way through the ranks and give me a chance to catch up ya know!” she complained in a relatively playful manner.
Rangiku chuckled and made a shooing gesture toward the girl’s accusations, “You’re just mad because you couldn’t move up the ranks with that body of yours if you tried!”
Grimmjow lazily yawned and gazed off away from the conversation, a day dreamy look upon his face. Rangiku nudged him roughly spurring him back to what he was supposed to do after they arrived. He looked dazed for a moment then seemed to remember what she had asked of him and rolled his eyes.
“Oi, I’m gonna get some tea to start…” he Began.
Ishi straightened up slightly and abruptly cut the former Espada off, “No, allow me. It wouldn’t be right for you to have to go out of your way…”
Grimmjow shrugged his shoulders lightly and plopped back down into his previous position, making it clear that the girl was welcomed to fetch the tea herself.
The girl smiled at the man lightly and stood up, casually shooing off both Bikou and Rangiku’s offering to help as she slid toward the kitchen area. She fumbled around for a moment until she found four cups and a pot, but soon had it more or less ready…minus one key ingredient of course. She arranged the cups carefully, using the teapots position to mark the drugged cups. She checked the entrance and listened to hear both Bikou and Rangiku talking in the main room before slipping her hand into the small pouch she carried.
Removing a handful of the pills she carefully counted out two of each type of pill. However just as she placed the remaining in her pocket she was suddenly hugged tightly from behind.
“Hi Ishi!” exclaimed Matsumoto ash she clutched the girl playfully, “I didn’t get to properly greet you after all this time!” she giggled and gave the girl one last tight squeeze.
Ishi had only flinched for a brief moment, for some reason she had thought the Arrancar was attacking her. But in the second her eyes closed the pills in her hand had disappeared, and having bumped the counter all of the tea cups were rippling. She searched frantically for the pills trying to discern where they had gone, “I know…” she replied half hearted to the woman, “I missed you too…” she reached forward planning on simply dumping them all out but was cut off as Rangiku took hold of the tray.
“Come on Ishi, I got the tea lets get back I want to catch up!” exclaimed the woman before quickly scooting out of the kitchen and back into the living room.
The girl was practically awestruck…how could everything have gotten so screwed up so quickly! She quickly decided that she simply wouldn’t have any, and somehow warn Bikou off of it as well. She quickly returned to the room, the idea of spending the evening with the Arrancar and not getting anything out of it infuriating.
Back in the living room the girl took her place next to her companion and eyed the tea carefully, still trying to see any sign of which had been drugged.
“So Ishi, working on anything super secret?” asked Rangiku in a playful eerie tone, “Mind control?” she asked in the same strange tone of voice.
“No…” replied the girl trying her best to smile at the woman, “Just the normal stuff…quite boring actually.”
Rangiku grinned, “Well it’s a good thing we are all together then! You need a little fun in your life!” replied the woman happily, and nudged Grimmjow, “Right Grimmy!”
Grimmjow sarcastically raised his glass and made a “yippee” gesture before taking a drink sourly from it. Matsumoto pouted playfully and looked back to the girls.
“He’s just shy….he is actually lots of fun if you get to know him.” She said giggling to her two friends.
She suddenly smiled and got an idea, “Okay…” she began reaching down and grasping the closest tea cup to her, “Before we all drink to much to remember, I propose a toast…” she raised her glass and awaited everyone to grab there own, gently nudging the Arrancar until he began sitting up.
Bikou grabbed hers without a second guess, assuming her partner had gotten it done correctly, and despite her fears Ishi grasped hers as well. She tried eying the tray but had to keep her focus mostly on Matsumoto for fear of being discovered.
“To old friends…” she began and nudged the Arrancar again, “And new ones…”
Grimmjow lazily swapped his cup for the tea and lifted it up just as the other three nodded and drank. Ishi had never had such a hard time drinking anything in her life, realizing that her only hope was that either she or Bikou hadn’t gotten the knockout dose. She gazed down over the tip of her cup and her eyes widened in shock. Just behind where the Arrancars cup had been sat a small tablet which was clearly one of those meant to make someone more easily interrogated. She had a one in three chance of even staying conscious while, unless he had gotten several the Arrancar was surely to stay awake.
The last gulp felt like she was trying to swallow a rock and she set the cup down with a weak sigh. The others soon followed and she found some comfort in seeing the Arrancars cup cover the pill that was still on the tray. She rubbed one of her temples in annoyance, now it was too late and all there was she could do was wait and hope for the best.
The party moved on at a regular pace, Bikou and Matsumoto reminisced. Each told stories about the other and occasionally revealed a truth that the other hadn’t known that made them both laugh or argue. A few of the stories were entertaining enough to even get a smirk out of the Arrancar, which Rangiku quickly pointed out to his dismay. Within an hour the table before them was littered in empty glasses and half empty bottles, and everyone had a bit of color on their cheeks. Ishi was simply drinking at this point due to fear and anxiety, and hoping that she didn’t suddenly feel drowsy.
“…And then Bikou…stumbled out of the instructor’s office half naked trying to cover herself with the guys paperwork!” ended Rangiku with a laugh as Bikou blushed intensly.
“Nothin happened!” she spat defensively, though her blush made her words hard to believe.
“You ended up passing the course though right?!” replied Matsumoto happily, “Guess you did pretty well for yourself huh!”
Bikou turned her head away from the woman, “Guess I did…” her eyes widened and she looked back to the table as everybody’s attention turned to her. Matsumoto suddenly cracked up at the girls sudden confirmation of what had happened, and Bikou suddenly turned to Ishi.
Ishi only stared wide eyed back at the girl, it seemed she had gotten at least one of the truth tablets. Which meant there were only sleep capsules left, which meant…
Rangiku abruptly let out a long yawn and lazily blinked after it ended, “When did I get so tired…I’m not even that drunk yet…”
“Lightweight…” replied Grimmjow without any real intent behind it.
“You shu…shut up…Grimmy…” she replied sleepily before lightly tipping over onto the man out cold before she even landed.
Grimmjow actually chuckled at first thinking the woman was fooling around, until the other girl across from him abruptly fell over as well.
He sat up quickly and nudged Matsumoto, “Hey…wake up woman, what’s the issue…” she didn’t even stir an inch, “Oi what the hells going on here?” he asked to no one in particular.
Bikou piped up instantly, though she now seemed a bit drowsy as well, “Ishi screwed up…” she said half dreamily.
Grimmjows gaze shot over to the woman, “What was that girl?” he asked dryly.
“Ishi screwed up…you two were supposed to…be this way not us…” she replied without hesitation.
Grimmjow contemplated her words quickly, “What did you do to Rangiku? What’s wrong with her?” he asked sneering angrily.
“Drugged her…but she’s just sleeping…”
Grimmjow eyed the girl carefully not sure if he could trust her, “What’s wrong with you then? Why did you drug yourself Shinigami?”
“I didn’t Ishi did, and I’m…kinda horny…” replied the girl without the slightest shyness despite how quickly she reacted to earlier statements.
Grimmjows eyebrows rose curiously, whatever was going on it was definitely interesting, “Why did you come here Bikou” he asked, his tone now more composed knowing Rangiku was in no real danger.
“To drug you…and see if you had any weaknesses… and ask Rangiku some questions…” replied the girl lightly, “But now I’m all…weird.”
Grimmjow stood and mulled the situation over, his mind quickly coming to a conclusion, “You know the guy who’s ass I beat the other day?” he asked realizing the benefit of someone unable to lie to him.
“Yes, he’s one of the group along with Ishi and I…” she started before lazily looking up at the Arrancar who now stood over her.
“So you are trying to kill me off, huh?” he asked, a grin now plastered to his face.
“Well yes…you are our enemy…” she replied gazing up at him.
The Arrancar reached down and took a fistful of the girls hair in one hand, “Well if I am your enemy…then this is war…” he grinned devilishly, “And you are my spoils.”
The girl gently smiled at the man, she had heard what happened to his spoils of war and despite how afraid of the idea she was she couldn’t hide her excitement. The fact that she was about to be raped was…scary, but her subconscious seemed to want it rather severely. She had begun realizing that that’s why she was horny. The moment she had seen the man she had considered him sexy beyond expectations, she never thought an Arrancar could be so…handsome. Add in the fact that she was naturally competitive and envious of Rangiku and it made perfect sense that she was horny, at her core she wanted Grimmjow it was simply her pride and standing as a Shinigami that kept her from pursuing it.
Grimmjow pulled the girl off the ground with one arm; she let out a short groan of pain as she reached up and grasped his arm trying to take some of the weight off of her hair. Through wincing eyes she noted that his collar was reading ninety five percent, it seemed that when he perceived danger of any sort it adjusted so he could defend himself based on how threatened he was.
The Arrancar roughly slid his fingers into her Kimono and with one short tug tore the majority of it from her body leaving her chest exposed. The man quickly groped one breast and grinned, “Not to bad…you Shinigami have pretty good stock…Maybe I’ll just keep you as a pet after this. You would like that right?”
Bikou answered instantly, “Yes!” she cried through gritted teeth. She hated that she couldn’t retrain her words, hated her body and mind for betraying her so quickly. But she couldn’t deny that she was dripping, couldn’t deny that she had never had such a dominant man as the Arrancar.
Grimmjow cackled and dropped the girl to the floor and tossed his jacket across the room. “You are just a slut aren’t you?” he asked clearly enjoying this little game, “You wanted nothing more then to taste me since you got here, huh?!?”
“Yes, yes!” she cried, her strength at fighting the drug waning as it set in more deeply.
Grimmjow was actually surprised that she had confirmed the second question, he had really only said it to demean her. He grinned devilishly and quickly removed his Hakama, the girls eyes instantly widening at the sight of how well endowed he was. “Then taste slut…”
The girl obliged, though now even she was unsure if she was doing so because of the drugs or because she wanted to. She moved to her knees and grasped the base of his shaft and without hesitation slid her lips around the head of his member. She ran her tongue around the tip rhythmically, gently stroking the rest of his shaft with her other hand while she went.
Grimmjow watched happily as the girl began, but only remained idol for a moment. His hands moved forward, this time both clutched her head firmly before he rammed his entire length down the girl’s throat. She instantly gagged and a stray tear or two ran down her cheeks. He pulled back just long enough for her to take a half breath then piled back into her mouth. The girl coughed into him and clawed weakly at his hips and abdomen…but really didn’t fight back. The Arrancar grinned, he had found a submissive and even when she couldn’t handle his length in her throat very well she let him continue anyway…she really was a slut.
He didn’t take much time seeing as she clearly was enjoying the abuse and was soon pounding her throat roughly. Yet even as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, he found her toying with herself beneath her Hakama. He couldn’t help but laugh, and only continued on harder. The shear surprise of finding himself in this situation hadn’t left him truly prepared for it and within a few minutes he took a rough hold on the girl’s hair and crammed every inch he could into her throat. He came hard, plenty deep enough to take from her any hope of not ingesting every single drop of his seed. After the last spasm of his cock poured the last drop into the girl’s stomach he pulled away just ash she had begun going limp from lack of oxygen and casually tossed her onto the floor.
The girl coughed and took deep breaths as quickly as her body allowed. Yet even as she recovered the Arrancar was in motion. He knelt and taking hold of her waistband roughly tugged her Hakama down to her ankles, and in another pull had them off of her completely. Grasping one ankle he pulled her across the floor, the girl grimacing as one arm received a rather abrupt rug burn. The Arrancar took hold of her underwear and again roughly pulled them from her body, the thin material parting her vaginal lips painfully before finally giving way. Grimmjow cackled down at her glistening slit and how turned on she was despite the fact that she was being raped.
Grimmjow didn’t waste time and simply took hold of the inside of both of her thighs and pushed them to the floor, effectively forcing her into the splits. He moved forward and lightly tapped his length on her entrance, “You want to be fucked, huh Shinigami.”
The woman let out a labored moan between breaths and nodded, this time clear that she was no longer bothering to fight the drugs…or at least wasn’t capable.
Grimmjow jerked his hips forward in one quickly motion and slid every inch inside the girl. She bit her bottom lip and groaned weakly; even with how excited she was she wasn’t quite ready for how filling the man was. Nor was she ready for the rapid thrusts that followed only a moment after. She cried out loudly with each thrust, but found it hard to even do that as the man leaned forward and wrapped one hand around her throat as his assault intensified. Within only a few minutes the girl’s thighs clenched in her first orgasm and she quickly wrapped their thighs around the Arrancars hips and pulled him forward with each thrust he made.
The orgasms came quickly after that, each one seemed to collide into the next until she felt like she was going to go insane. Her abdomen and thighs were actually hurting from tensing so regularly, and her elbows and shoulder blades were all screaming from the rug burns being worn into them as she squirmed beneath the former Espada. When the man finally groaned in pleasure, and his hot seed filled the deepest recesses of her slit she didn’t complain...in fact she pulled the man forward and did everything she could to keep him lodged deep inside.
The Arrancar remained there for a moment, holding the girl by the throat, his cock flexing rapidly as his seed filled her clit then when he was satisfied casually pulled her legs from around him and slid down her body. He gasped her thigh and without warning bit down on the inner portion drawing a low but notable groan of pain from the girl. He pushed forward and the edge of his mask dug into her skin. Once done he pulled away to reveal the new scar the girl would have to bare, his teeth and mask both drawing blood and ensuring she would remember this night. He stood and grinned down at the girl, “Now get your shit…your backstabbing little friend, and get out…” He hardly acknowledged her after that, instead tending to Matsumoto and carrying her off to what was likely their bedroom.
Ishi lay awestruck for a short while before painfully sitting up, the toughness of Grimmjow’s assault already rearing its head as a deep soreness across much of her body. Adding a few bruises, rug burn and his bite she could almost pass as a combatant. She did as she was told, and gathered what clothes of hers weren’t destroyed and borrowed what was from the closet nearby. She carried the other girl easily, her mind still foggy with the drugs but now that her lust had been sated she was able to contemplate what had happened. She knew the drugs were why she had allowed it to happen…but she also knew that she had enjoyed and wanted it. She also knew that she couldn’t tell anyone what actually happened, the uproar in the Kuchiki house was still in full swing even after all the time that had past. Plus everyone she knew would shun her if they knew what had happened, even claiming rape would be difficult. What was she supposed to say, he raped me in front of Ishi and Matsumoto? There would be too many questions. Did they hold you down? Why were they both asleep? Why didn’t you simply fight him, he is restricted in power after all? No she had been bested, and she would simply have to keep her mouth shut.
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Megan ~ Wonderful reviews as always! I wonder if you are in my brain sometimes because I wrote these chapters almost specifically to show that he wasn’t a full on softy. As for Rukia and everything that involves her, you will just have to wait! Though I promise not to leave all the time she has been gone up in the air and unexplained.
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