Legend of Glory

Legend of Glory

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Fourteen: Never Say Goodbye

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The waterfall’s soothing splashes kept Seto and Katsuya sane. From their current escape, they had fled for the waterfall, it seeming as the one place neither felt threatened, but safe from harm. It was an uncertainty, but the men almost understood the area’s value, and magic. Upon meeting the witch, Mina, they felt as if nothing could take them away from that single spot. And once they had reached it, together they collapsed at the spring’s edge, each sitting, staring at each other’s motionless gaze.

Seto, with a steady breath, spoke first. “Katsuya, I want to apologize to you. I misguided my instincts, and thus allowed Bata to find us.”

“That wasn’t your fault,” Katsuya entrusted. “He was sneaky, that’s all. It could’ve happened to either of us. But -- we couldn’t stop it, either way.”

“Perhaps…” Seto sighed. He shook his head, disbelieving all that had occurred. His wrist, no longer hurting, rested nicely on his lap. Thankfully, the wrist had not been broken when Seto took his stumble. “I feel -- as if this place protects us.” Seto looked up, eyeing the entire perimeter. His eyes rested on the waterfall, them watching it splash and drum its enchanted waters. “I feel as if this place is something only our eyes can see. It is strange, but when Bata found us, I took notice that birds were chirping in the distance. It was as if this waterfall has always been here, yet now it seems not.”

“I know what ya mean,” Katsuya added on. “Now, as we sit here, there’s nothing to be heard. Well, nothing but that damn waterfall.”

“If I might add,” Seto begun. “Perhaps -- Gozaburo could not trail our scent, for this place was keeping its scent with us. He and Bata are unable to step foot in this wondrous place. It’s almost as if it’s in a different spot every time we come here. However, due to it being our special somewhere, we are able to find it every time.”

“That‘s quite a belief,” Katsuya said, stunned. Seto’s intelligence was making him feel awkward, yet he enjoyed hearing the other speak in that tone.

Seto chuckled. “I’m sorry.” He stood to his feet, brushing off his robe. Even after his many experiences with Katsuya, he still preferred to appear clean. “Dark will come soon. I should probably…” Seto peered down, watching Katsuya’s saddening expression. “Go…”

“Now?” Katsuya stood, stepping up to Seto. “No, you can’t! What will they do?”

“Do not worry,” Seto said. “Gozaburo wouldn’t dare try anything on me. I am, after all, the next chosen to rule our people. And with Mokuba, I have nothing to fear.”

“Still, ya never know,” added Katsuya, not wanting Seto to leave him. Though his lips were sealed, Katsuya feared returning to his village, to his family, and to his leader. He did not want to face them. Not after the chaos he had caused. He had made a mess, and he did not wish to clean it up.

“You know we both have to return to our people,” Seto firmly stated. “We cannot run away, Katsuya. Running shows weakness. We are no cowards.”

“I -- I don’t care,” Katsuya shouted. “I just don’t care anymore!”

“Katsuya!” Seto growled, taking Katsuya’s arm. “Stop this!”

“Please Seto,” Katsuya begged. He rushed forward, pulling Seto into a desperate hug. “Please don’t go yet! Who knows when it’ll be that we next see one another’s faces. I -- I can’t stand this pain. I can’t stand this pressure. I can’t stand them! I only want to stay here, in this peaceful place, but not alone. I want you with me, Seto. Please stay, just for a bit longer…”

“Katsuya…” Seto softly breathed. His ears were surprised by Katsuya’s words of feeling, them strong and saddened by all that has went on. Sighing, Seto nodded his head. “I’ll stay, but only for a while longer.”

“Thank you,” Katsuya smiled, pulling out of Seto’s grip. “We should have some fun.”

“Fun?” gasped Seto, unsure if Katsuya was felling right. “Katsuya…”

“Come on, Seto,” Katsuya continued. “This may be the last time we see one another. At least, in a long while. Who knows if we’ll be safe to see each other tomorrow. Who knows what will happen when we both go home. We can’t know!”

“Y--you’re right…” Seto said.

Looking around, Katsuya fixed his eyes on the waterfall. He watched it fall into the spring below. As his attention fixed back on Seto, his eyes caught a perfect spot to begin an adventure. “Come with me…” Katsuya said, taking Seto’s unharmed wrist.

“Katsuya, where are you going?” Seto said, halting his footsteps so not to be dragged.

“Just come on,” Katsuya said, running towards the direction of rocks next to the waterfall. Sighing, Seto followed behind Katsuya as they descended up the slippery rocks. Soon, Seto came to a large, dry rock where Katsuya had paused. “Katsuya?”

Smiling, Katsuya turned to face Seto. “Let’s have some fun while we can.”

He saw it. Saw the fighting tears in Katsuya’s eyes. Seto knew that the blonde was attempting to brighten their situation, and he wanted them both to be cheerful, even though they cannot stay together for long. So, upon sighing in defeat, Seto nodded his head. “Alright.”

With his smile widening, Katsuya asked, “Can you swim?”

Un by the question, Seto slowly nodded his head. “Yes.”

“Good,” Katsuya smirked, and he began to remove his clothing.

As Katsuya removed his top, it was then that Seto’s eyes widened. He stared, shaking his head with befuddlement as Katsuya stripped before him. “Mutt, what are you up to?”

“Up for a swim?” Katsuya asked, finishing undressing. He gave Seto a moment to look over his body before turning to face the spring.

“You can’t be serious?” Seto gaped, looking below. “Katsuya, you have no idea how deep that water is! What if you dive in and hit your head against a sharp rock at the bottom?”

“That’s why it’s an adventure,” Katsuya giggled, preparing to jump in.

“Katsuya, I’m warning you…” Seto sneered, but at the sound of his voice, he blinked away that thought. He sounded like he cared for the blonde mutt. Didn’t he? They’ve been through so much, and now this?

“There’s no stopping me,” Katsuya laughed, and before Seto could ponder any thought, he watched helplessly as Katsuya jumped.

“Katsuya!” shouted Seto, watching Katsuya enter the spring with a huge splash. He watched, waiting for the other to come up for air. He waited, and waited. “Katsuya… Oh shit!”

At that moment, Katsuya’s head came bopping out of the water. Water sprayed around him as he let out a long laugh. He pulled his hair back, and turned, looking up at water. “Come on in, Seto! The water’s great!”

“You -- idiot!” Seto yelled down.

“What?” Katsuya shrugged, looking innocent. “Seto, the water is perfect! And look, it’s not that deep! I can stand!”

“See, I warned you,” Seto argued. “You’re lucky you didn’t dive in head first!”

“It’s not rocky at the bottom,” Katsuya said, that smile still on his face. “It’s sandy and soft!”

“Uh.. You are still an idiot,” Seto said, but more to himself.

“Come on!” Katsuya said, splashing and turning in the water. He never let his eyes focus away from Seto, however, as he earned the taller man to join him in the refreshing spring. “Don’t be a coward!”

With his mouth falling open, Seto glared down at Katsuya. “What did you just say?”

“Coward!” Katsuya said while laughing. “Coward! Chicken!”

That’s all it took. Standing tall, Seto slowly began to untie his robe, pulling it up and over his head. He folded it neatly, setting it next to Katsuya’s scattered leathers. Next, he pulls off his undergarments, them following his shoes. He then stood at the rock’s edge, wearing nothing but the feathered necklace tied around his neck.

Below, Katsuya smirked triumphantly. He waited, watched Seto creep towards the edge. He wanted to laugh, as he noticed Seto’s nervousness. “Come on in!”

“Fine!” Seto shouted back. Taking a deep breath, he pushed on his legs, and jumped in. He landed in the water right beside Katsuya, making he blonde laugh out loud as the water splashed across his face. Seto took shorter time immerging for air. As he came up, he was shivering, and he didn’t look too happy. “Damn it, Katsuya! It’s freezing…”

“It’s not that bad!” Katsuya chuckled, watching Seto with amusement.

“Shut up,” Seto shivered, waddling through the water to get to shore. “I’m outta here…” But he was stopped.

Looking down, Seto saw both of Katsuya’s hands wrapped around his good wrist. “No!” Katsuya grinned. “You’re not going anywhere…”

“Katsuya, let me…” Seto began, but is interrupted as a wave of water enters his mouth. He stared, shocked and angered after Katsuya deliberately splashed him. “Did you just do what I -- think you did?”

“And what are going to do about it?” Katsuya asked, splashing Seto again.

“Katsuya,” growled Seto, dodging more water. “I’m warning you -- stop!” He held out his hands. “Stop…”

“Or what?” Katsuya chuckled, splashing more water. “Or what? Huh? What are you going to do?”

With a final blow of water directly aimed at Seto’s face, Seto decided to make his point clear. “That’s it!”

He splashed Katsuya back. The two engaged in a water war, forcing water into one another’s faces, blocking with their hands. Seto made larger waves, hitting Katsuya directly in his face. He turned, laughing too hard by the fun he was having. “Okay! Okay! Uncle! You win! You win! I give up!” His laugh was dying as Seto splashed him harder. “Uncle! Uncle!”

Then, Katsuya gasped, feeling Seto’s strong, muscled arms grab him from behind.

“Uncle, you say?” Seto whispered into Katsuya’s ear. “You should of thought of that before!” But before having the chance to dunk Katsuya’s head into the water, he paused from realization. He looked down, letting his hands release from around the blonde.

Slowly, Katsuya turned to face Seto. They eyed each other, them both so close. Only a few inches of water blocked the skin on their chests from touching.

Seto, without a motion, lifted his right hand, resting it against the coolness of Katsuya’s moist cheek. He rubbed it, brushing past some of those wet, darkened blonde hairs. His fingers made circles in the dimples of Katsuya’s cheek, slowly leaving that circle, Seto’s thumb brushed along Katsuya’s dampened lips -- his top, following his bottom. Smoothly. Sensually.

Then, he stopped.

He stopped touching Katsuya. He stopped looking into those adorable brown orbs. He turned, making his way back to shore. A faint, “I -- should go…” escaped his lips.

He had been hypnotized by Seto’s warmth, but once that warmth dispersed, Katsuya found himself thinking again. He watched, surprised and worried as Seto headed towards shore. “W--wait…” Katsuya stuttered. His speech became louder. “Wait! Seto!” He swam after the other, knowing that what had just occurred was nothing new. “Seto!”

Out of the water, Seto paused, wiping at his eyes. He stood still as Katsuya came out of the water behind him, standing and staring at his back.

“Seto,” Katsuya frowned. “Wait…”

Sighing in frustration, Seto turned to face Katsuya. The cool air that hit their bodies once exiting the water made both men shiver, but that was far down the list of their worries. “What?”

“Seto, we -- we can’t…” Katsuya stuttered, trying to imagine what he was trying to say. He shook his head, shutting his eyes tight to think. “We -- we can’t just let this go. Not here. Not now.”

“Let what go?” Seto asked, though he perfectly understood.

“Don’t play dumb with me,” Katsuya said, his tone nearly icy. “Ya know what I mean, Seto! This! Our destiny! I don’t give a damn what that old hag said! I cannot stop seeing you. I don’t want to stop seeing you!”

“Why!” Seto shouted, full in demand.

“Because I -- I…” Katsuya growled, pulling at his hair. “Just because this is our destiny! And don’t you deny it!” Katsuya’s words were piercing, yet true. Seto could only watch, silent and still. “You know it! You know, and I know! We both are sharing these equal cravings, and we cannot fight them off. They are haunting us! They are never going to go away, are they? Are they?”

“So, what can we do about this?” Katsuya went on. “Will everything be solved if we don’t see each other anymore? Will it make our families happy? Probably. We’ll have time for them. But what about us? Will it make us happy? No. It won’t. It won’t make you happy. It won’t make me happy. We’ll be miserable.”

Sniffing, Katsuya shook his head. “It’ll make us miserable.” He looked up at Seto, watching the brunette’s interested spark. Katsuya walked forward, neither him nor Seto caring that they stood before one another in the nude. “Seto -- we may not get another opportunity as this. Maybe not for a long, long time…” Katsuya frowned. “I have no idea what my family will think of me. When I return home, who knows what’ll happen? I understand now, and I promise to take the chance of my faults.”

“And I know you will, also,” Katsuya smiled. “I know that you’ll be brave, and you won’t allow your leader to get to you. You’ll go home, greet Mokuba, and perhaps everything will turn out alright. Again, how can we know?”

“We can’t! Can we, Seto?”

Sadly, Seto shook his head. “No…”

Briefly, Katsuya kept quiet. He allowed himself to look Seto over, watching with sadness. But he didn’t want to be sad. He walked closer to Seto. “Seto?”

“What?” Seto softly asked.

Pausing in his tracks, Katsuya was just inches from Seto. He looked into the brunette’s dark blue orbs, them seeming cold, but Katsuya saw the sorrow and peace in them. Smiling, Katsuya leaned in, and ever softly he whispered, “Kiss me.”

Seto raised a brow, startled by the demand. “Excuse me?”

“Kiss me, Seto…” Katsuya repeated. “I want it. And I know you want it too.”

“Katsuya…” Seto breathed out, almost moaning. “Katsuya, we…”

“We what?” Katsuya began, his anger showing. “We can’t? Of course we can! And you know why? Because we can make this fucking choice! We don’t need any other’s permission to please ourselves! Seto, when I’m with you, I feel happy. Even when you tease me -- it feels nice. Why? Because you’re noticing me. I crave for you. I long for you…” Katsuya grew tense, feeling his body growing electrified. “I want you…”

Almost floating, Seto moved his arms up, taking Katsuya’s cheeks in both hands. Everything around them became still. Nothing in that world mattered, but them. Seto leaned forward, lightly brushing his lips past Katsuya’s, unsure.

“Please…” Katsuya whispered. “I need you…”

And perfectly, Seto’s lips met with Katsuya’s. Their tongues intertwined, licking one another with great passion. They greeted the other with taste and touch, enjoying the pleasantry between sweetness and longing. While their kiss turned wild, Katsuya found himself on the grass. Seto, above him, planted gentle kisses on his neck, while his two, strong hands felt over, caressing Katsuya’s smaller, wonderful body.

“S--Seto…” Katsuya whimpered, his body already longing for what it desired. “Please -- take me now. I want it so bad!”

Without saying a word, Seto could only nod. He was hard and steamed. Katsuya’s beautiful nature was driving his mind wild. He needed Katsuya, as well, just as much as the mutt needed him. He pushed open Katsuya’s legs, forcing them into the air. On his knees, Seto positioned himself, then ever slowly, he entered.

“Oh -- shit…” Katsuya moaned out, feeling Seto’s wet warmth enter him. “Yes…”

Seto moaned, as well, it almost sticking in his throat. It was able to pass, however, as he let out a long, drawn-out sigh by the intense pressure. Slowly, he began to love Katsuya’s tight entrance, pushing in and pulling out in a wonderful, aching motion. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Katsuya as their wet bodies heated against the other’s touch.

“Fuck me. Fuck me harder,” groaned Katsuya as the seconds passed. His own member was throbbing, its tip touching against Seto’s grand chest. “Yes… More! Give me more…” His back arched as Seto hit his special spot. Katsuya let out a long, sharp wail. “Ahh….”

“Uh…” moaned Seto. He moved so perfectly, so gently. Not as rough as he did their -- first time. But then, it was only for fun. This time, it seemed serious, and Seto couldn’t concentrate on the thought. He moved as if Katsuya were a bride, making sure everything was perfect. He needn’t understand why -- though he blamed his body. It just made him full of more lust. Deciding to pleasure himself further, he reached a hand down, massaging Katsuya’s aching member.

“Ah…” Katsuya cried out, arching his hips. This gave Seto access to dive deeper inside of him, and Katsuya’s mind drove wild. “Seto! More! More!”

As seconds passed on to minutes, Seto and Katsuya lie on their sides. The two kissed, with their legs entangled. Seto’s arm took turns rubbing Katsuya’s chest and cock, whilst continuing pounding Katsuya from behind.

Katsuya lie, watching Seto work his magic. He did no work. Nothing. He only provided Seto with his everything… Giving Seto permission to do him hard and good. But the moment was slowly vanishing as he felt an orgasm drawing closer and closer. His body felt on fire, mixing with an electrifying crave. “S--Seto… I -- I’m going to…” But Katsuya’s sentence became a scream as he unleashed an orgasm, him watching as his cum spills onto the grass.

Seto smirked, but he was yet to have his great pleasure. Pausing, he exited Katsuya only briefly, allowing him to roll Katsuya back onto his back. Pushing Katsuya’s legs further into the air, Seto entered again, giving Katsuya his all and everything, pounding and pushing his own body to its limit. He was getting closer, enjoying watching Katsuya scream out in even more lust, more passion.

“Seto!” Katsuya shrieked, already re-hardening. He could feel Seto’s warm, hard cock slide and rub against his prostate, it making him growing closer to a second orgasm. “Mm…”

“Katsuya,” Seto breathed out, finding his orgasm coming. “Katsuya!” Seto fell over the blonde, hugging him close as he released. He let every final drop enter Katsuya’s body. He listened as Katsuya screamed out with him, never wanting to let him go.

Soon, as swiftly as it began, it finished. The two men lie still, doing nothing. The only sound came of their heavy breathings, this mixing with the sound of the waterfall finally hitting their ears.

Slowly, Seto lifted his head, sharing a blissful gaze with Katsuya. Katsuya smiled up at him. Their heartbeats equally pounded. Ever softly, Seto’s forehead came in contact with Katsuya’s own.

Words needn’t be said for their goodbyes.

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Katsuya took a deep breath, ready to face his family, ready to face his Chief. He motioned Flame to halt, and he hopped off. The village was quiet, and Katsuya wondered why no one was outdoors. Filling a bad feeling brewing in his chest, he walked over to Chief Mandook’s hut.

He peered in, noticing his sister sitting on the carpet. “Shizuka?”

Startled, Shizuka looked up. “Katsuya? Oh, thank heavens!” Standing to her feet, Shizuka rushed over, giving her brother a large bear hug. “We were all so worried!”

“Why?” Katsuya wondered. “I -- I’m the one that ran out.”

“We thought something might’ve happened,” Shizuka said. She released the hug, staring her brother in the eye. “You see, only minutes after your leave, Chief Mandook -- he…” Shizuka trembled, shaking her head.

“What,” Katsuya said, suddenly feeling guilty. “What?”

“He -- he grew ill. Mother and father are with him, now, in his chamber…”

“Shizuka,” came the sound of Nana. “Shizuka, who are you talking…?” Nana paused, having come out from Chief Mandook’s room. She stared with wide-eyes at her son. “Katsuya?”

“Mother,” Katsuya turned on his heel, rushing over to Nana. “How’s Chief Mandook? I -- need to see him!”

He rushed past Nana, rushing into the Chief’s chamber. His presence made Jonouchi glance up. “Son?”

Katsuya stayed silent, his eyes never wandering off of Chief Mandook. The Chief lie, bony and pale. His staff was next to him, lying on the bed, as well. Slowly, Katsuya moved forward. Oh, how ashamed he felt. How could he not sense that the Chief had grown ill?

Why?

He knew. He lowered his head, knowing he had caused this pain. “My Chief…”

“Young K--Katsuya,” Chief Mandook coughed, but he still held that silly grin. “You are alive. I--am glad…”

Katsuya went to his knees before his Chief, taking Chief Mandook’s hand in his. “Chief Mandook, I am -- terribly, terribly sorry! I feel so ashamed!”

“Shh….” chuckled Chief Mandook, patting Katsuya’s head slowly. “It is alright, my young apprentice. B--but I must ask. Where is that man?”

“Gone…” Katsuya sniffed. “He’s gone. He won’t come back here. I -- promise…”

“Y--you are crying, young Katsuya,” Chief Mandook said weakly. “W--whatever for?”

“I just feel so bad,” Katsuya answered. “My Chief, I promised to study hard, for when I become leader. But I have been a jerk to you, and to my family…”

Katsuya’s family stood behind, listening with broken hearts. Shizuka hugged her mother, growing teary.

“Please forgive me…” Katsuya bowed his head, resting his forehead on Chief Mandook’s palm. “Please?”

“Y--you are kind and spirited,” Chief Mandook smiled. “I k--know that when my time comes t--to an end, y--you will make a g--great chief.”

“Come,” Jonouchi said, resting his hands on his son’s shoulders. “Let Chief Mandook rest.”

Nodding, Katsuya rose, wiping at his tears. “I -- I promise…” Katsuya whispered as his father led him out of the room. “I promise…”

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Nighttime has fallen, and this pleased Seto. It allowed him to know that he wouldn’t have to see Gozaburo until the next day. After putting Blue Eyes in the stables, Seto journeyed home. He hoped Mokuba was still awake, so he could spend a bit of time for the time he had lost. He opened the door to his home, and closed it behind him.

As he turned around, he nearly jumped out of his skin.

“Seto,” smiled Mokuba. But the boy was not alone. There, Gozaburo stood with Noa, and Bata. Raiki stood on the other side of the room, showing her worried face.

“Mokuba,” Seto said, allowing his brother to run into his opened arms. “What’s going on here?”

“Gozaburo was worried about you,” Mokuba answered, hugging his older brother. “He had come here looking for you, and when I told him that you weren’t back yet, he decided to wait with me.”

“I -- see…” Seto calmly said, holding Mokuba close. He let his fiery eyes rise to stare straight at Gozaburo. “Well, as he can plainly see, I am perfectly fine…”

“Seto, you’re freezing,” Mokuba worded worriedly.

“I--I’m fine, Mokuba,” Seto reassured.

“Freezing?” Gozaburo shook his head, stepping forward. “Seto, here we are worried sick about you, and you spend all this time outside?”

“Why are you here?” Seto quickly asked. He was beginning to feel dizzy again. Perhaps Gozaburo’s presence made him sick?

“Seto, Seto, Seto…” Gozaburo sighed. “You know why I have come. I hear you have a new friend, through Bata. Is this true?”

Confused, Mokuba looked up at his brother. “Seto?”

Seto didn’t answer, but his eyes showed all Gozaburo needed to know.

“Ah…” Gozaburo went on. “So it is true? Very interesting. Well, I would very much like to meet this new friend of yours, Seto.”

Suddenly, Seto smirked. He began to laugh, it growing from silent to near loud. Gozaburo glared at him, angered by his sudden laughter. “Why are you laughing?”

“B--because,” Seto began. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t know -- nobody…”

“You lie,” Gozaburo sneered.

“Afraid not,” Seto said, his speech beginning to stutter. “N -- now if you’d please, I -- I would like to spend…” he couldn’t finish his sentence. A wave of blur fogged Seto’s vision. He grew nauseous, and pushed Mokuba away. “M--Mokuba, go to Raiki…”

“Seto?” Mokuba worriedly whispered, watching with terror as Seto fell to hands and knees.

With seconds, Seto began to vomit onto the floor as all eyes were on him. Raiki rushed forward, pulling the little Mokuba back as Mokuba watched in fear. Gozaburo watched as he rubbed his chin, interested with Seto’s sudden symptoms. Bata looked away as Noa hid his face in his father’s robe.

Finished, Seto’s vision came focused only shortly, allowing him to eye what he had just spilled. He looked up, watching Gozaburo. His eyes turned from that horrible man to Mokuba, seeing the fear in his little brother’s eyes. But only in short seconds did he grow dizzy again, and Seto found himself hacking his brother’s name before going unconscious.

His name was what he last heard. The name spilling from Mokuba’s trembling lips.

“Seto!”

-End Chapter Fourteen-

*Evil Laugh* HAHAHAHA! Take that chapter thirteen! Yeah! Chapter fourteen kicks your ass!

Katsuya & Seto: 0.o *both back away slowly*

Katsuya: Um… Sasa, ya okay?

I’m great! Ya know why? Cause this chapter ROCKS! Woo!

Seto: So much chaos, both in the chapter, and here. Damn, why am I here?

Katsuya: *reads chapter* Another sex chapter? Ew!

It’s not gross. The fan girls, fan boys, and I all love it! So shut up, Katsuya!

Seto: *reads towards the end* Yeah, mutt, shut the fuck… WHAT THE HELL? What the hell is wrong with me at the end of this chapter?

Just gotta wait to see.

Katsuya: Haha! *points at Seto and laughs*

Seto: *gets Mr. Frying Pan ready to smack Katsuya* Dare laugh again…

*sigh* You two… Stop flirting!

Katsuya & Seto: We’re not flirting!

You’re flirting! Yep! Yep! Hey everyone, this chapter was fun to write, and it took me a single night. So, please enjoy! This story is getting closer to the end! Bye for now!