I own nothing!
The busy streets of Osaka were wet from the rain that had occurred early in the day. People bustled about their coats blowing in the wind.
But only one person seemed to stand out in the crowd. Tsukune Aono.
"Tsukune do you really want to do this?" Ruby-sempai said in a hushed tone to me.
"Yes Ruby-san I'm sure. I must tell Moka I'm sorry." I said readjusting my tie.
Ruby fidgeted with my response. I knew she was worried it had been ten years since I had attacked her. I had been in such a rage I almost hadn't stopped.
"Tsukune I know you want to say sorry but when you meet her she may not be in the same condition." Ruby sighed.
"Ruby Moka-san will always be Moka-san. I'm not asking for a relationship I'm asking for her to forgive me." I said pulling my jacket off the coat rack.
Ruby walked over to me and gave me a big hug.
"Ruby-san does not worry about me." I said pulling my jacket on.
Ruby nodded.
"I do not worry for you Tsukune. Now go." She said opening the door for me.
I said good bye and quickly went downstairs and called a taxi. Thoughts went through my mind. What was Moka like now? Would she forgive me after ten years?
Finally after 15 minutes the taxi arrived at Moka's house.
I got out of the taxi and walked to her front door. I slowly knocked on the door. A kid about six opened the door he had black hair and surprisingly Moka's eyes.
"Who are you mis- "
"Kenji let me answer. I'm so sorry-"
Moka had answered the door. She was in a way the same but she was about eight months pregnant.
"Tsukune-san what are you doing here?" she asked patting the little boy away.
"I'm here to apologize." I said quickly.
Moka shook her head.
"Come in Tsukune. It's cold out." She said waving into the house.
I obliged. I entered to find a neat little living room.
"Come sit. I'll make tea." She said running into I guess what was the kitchen.
I sat down on what I guess had to is a couch brought over from America. It was soft and fluffy and rose a couple inches of the ground.
I heard the door open suddenly.
"Sweetheart I'm home." Rang out a voice.
Gin- sempai? It couldn't be.
But it was.
*Ha-ha hows that for a story.
