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 | | "Harada Sanosuke, that's me. I don't suppose you trust me enough to tell me who you are, but I don't think you want to kill me, like everyone else seems to." Shock, recognition, and a hint of pain darted across the young rurouni's features. |
 | | -- --- --- As Harada Sanosuke stumbled into the sudden, icy cold, a face suddenly came to his mind, halting him in his tracks. |
 | | And you might be asking, "Okay, so what's the point of this whole fic?" I don't know -- I just meant it to be a oneshot, and it was definitely different from the original Harada Sanosuke story I was planning to do (I was thinkin' I'd put more drama into the original plot). |
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