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 Fuu tip-toed up the hill on silent footsteps, trying to fight back the giggle that threatened to give her away. The wind blew past in gentle breezes, pushing her hair, pulling her scarf, and rustling the leaves in the tree on the hill’s crown. The grass was a vibrant, happy green beneath her sandals, muffling any sound. She was so close! Just a few more steps until… “Ryuu!” Fuu stumbled. She had been concentrating so hard that the call had caught her completely unaware. A neat trip and she landed with a thump at Ryuu’s feet. Naebi tromped up the hill, “Ryuu!” He stirred, only slightly, groaning groggil