A/N: This fic takes place in the 'Get What You Wanted' version of Rosario + Vampire made by MistressWinowyll. It is a very nice fic, in which Moka and Tsukune have married. However, Moka pushes her views on Tsukune constantly, and when the latter desires that his children have contact with the human world and his wife disagrees, end up in a major fight. As an ending to the fight, and a way to affirm her superiority and pride, Moka calls Gin, saying that she will mate with him and get her children. Tsukune, hearbroken leaves.
The way this fic is done is, to my knowledge at least, unique. In this fic, you, my readers, will have a choice. At a certain point and beyond it, you will have options to select how the story ends. Some of you, if not all, will read it all however, and for those, in the end, lies the true ending of the story. I hope I will portray the emotions properly and if I don't, I apologize.
Also, poems and the like have been made by me, so that's pretty much the one thing I own in this fic, all else belongs to others. The bold verses separate the individual choices.
What... is your choice I wonder? What is your destiny?
Round and round it goes
And its fate nobody knows
Where one breath may change
When one moment may make...
Or break?
Be it chance?
Be it fate?
Be it in sight from late?
Is it he, is it she,
What's their Destiny?
Morioka Gin'ei walked into Moka's and Tsukune's apartment, a frown on his handsome and usually smiling face. He had not seen either for a long time, and the last thing he had expected to be called over had been this. There to hammer in the final nail in Moka's and Tsukune's relationship.
Said woman, beautiful by all means and most accounts, stood there impatiently, next to her husband and mate. What went on in her mind neither male could decipher, and one of them wasn't going to sit there and find out.
Gin sat down on the couch, a glass of whiskey in his hand. "So, let me get this straight... Moka, you want me to fuck you and give you a child... And Tsukune's fine with this?"
"Yes on both accounts." Spoke Moka, not even waiting for her mate to speak. She wanted it over with apparently.
"Have you really thought about it? I mean, you're sure about it? No taking it back, no backing off, no nothing?"
"I said yes Gin. Now, do you want to do it or not?" Spoke the pinkette, her voice hiding many emotions, unfortunately they were too well hidden for anyone to feel. She didn't even notice the grimace of pain on her husband's face. They had had another fight, just minutes before Gin came in, and damn his lack of 'pride', he had backed off to let her do whatever she wanted. Just like always.
Something broke within Tsukune at that. Something deep seated and strong. Something that kept things together when he had all but collapsed. "If you don't mind, Moka, I won't be here while you fuck. Goodbye."
Without waiting for her reply, which would in his mind at least more than likely come in the form of 'letting him leave', the Aono vampire got out, slamming the door behind him.
In the living room, Moka huffed. He'd get over it. "Tsukune, you baka. Well, Gin, how should we do this?"
"If we do this you mean. I never agreed to it Moka."
"W-what?" She had never been rebuffed before. Not in that way at least, not in the dismissive way she usually reserved for servants.
"Who do you think I am Moka? Some form of rebound lover? Some way to hurt Tsukune? Because you have already done plenty. I may not look it, heck I look anything but, but I do have some standards. If you want to know, I am very loyal to my friends and, raging pervert I may be, but an ass and a traitor I am not. Me and Tsukune have been through a lot, we are friends, packmates. I didn't believe it at first, but apparently you don't love him enough."
"What? How could you say that? I love him! I love him a lot!"
"But not more than your pride, do you?" Came the sage-like responce and Moka could not deny the accusation. Her pride was always stronger... "You think he's going to come back don't you? You think he's going to come back and say he loves you even though you fucked another man, in your own bed, and raise your children with you, don't you? Are you really that conceited? Are you that fucking stupid Moka?"
"What are you talking about! Of-"
"No he won't. He won't come back to you if you do it. You think you understand him? Don't you get it? He has pride Moka, but for you, all for you, he's stepped on it, crushed it and thrown it to the trash, just to keep you happy. He's trashed everything, just to make you happy. But, you see, men can be complicated. We may do everything for our loved one... but some things just can't be taken back. If a man is hurt by the woman he loves like that, then he won't take her back, no matter what she does."
"Oh yeah? And how would you know?" She asked, angry, his words stinging her.
"Because, I may not look it, but I am too a heartbroken man. I had my heart broken and torn, stepped on and ruined. Now, no matter how much I may still love her, years since she did it, I wouldn't take her back. I just can't and won't. And Tsukune's the same. Because, like me, he gives his everything for the one he loves."
"But- but! I!"
"You only thought of yourself, didn't you? Thought that he'd let you do this and come back to you, return to how things were? He won't Moka! He never will! So, if you love him, if you love him more than your pride... go after him! Get out of that door and run after him, tell him you love him and apologize! If you ever want to be with him... if you ever want him to look at you, if you ever want him to love you back, if you ever want him... get out of that door and hunt him down. If you miss him... you will never have him again, take it from another man. So, what are you going to do Moka? Swallow your pride and have your love back, or keep your pride and loose everything?"
Fate Can Be Fickle-
Moka huffed angrily. "I won't! I love him, I really do, but he must know his own place! I won't be his slave, I won't be under anyone's hand. I am me, Akashiya Moka, Super Vampire and I will not bow to anyone, I won't ever submit!" She roared, her Inner Self coming to the front, agreeing completely with her Outer shell.
"I... see..." Spoke Gin, sadly. "Then you've lost him forever. No, you never had him. He let himself be hurt by being near you, but the truth is, he should have gone for another, maybe that succubus, Kurumu. At least, she loved him enough to give everything up for his sake..."
"Shut up! You don't understand!" Came her angry reply.
"Yes, yes I do... Goodbye Moka... You will never see me or Tsukune ever again." Gin put down his glass and left the home.
It was prophetic. She never did see either. She waited... waited... waited... but noone came. She cursed him, called for him, begged him, tore herself to pieces waiting... but he never came back. That night, Aono Tsukune, secondborn vampire, former ghoul and a mate... vanished. She never heard or saw of him again. Moka got over it, eventually... partially. At nights, she would still wait for him to come home, at days she'd still hope to find him next to her when she woke up. But all she got was a cold bed.
Many proposed to the vampiress, but she rebuffed them all. She was mated after all, and she was just waiting for him to come back to her, as he would, he would.
Countless years later... the city was in ruins... a lone figure stood alone, in the center of where her house used to be... "He's coming back, I know he is. He will come back to me." She didn't even remember his name or his face any more...
-You Can Run, But Never Escape-
"I... I didn't... I didn't... think..." Stuttered Moka, her mind suddenly heavy with realization.
"Yes, you didn't. Because you always saw your pride. Now go! Hurry up! Run after him Moka! The further he gets... the more of him you will loose!"
"I... I'm sorry! I have to go! Sorry Gin... and... thank you!" Said Moka before running down the stairs.
She didn't see him. She got out of the building and again he was nowhere to be seen.
She was frantic, her breath coming out in gasps. Her skin flushed as adrenaline coursed through her. Her mind heavy with worry and fear. Where? Where washe? Where was her love? Her mate? The one she hurt? Where was he so she could apologize, so she could make up for her foolishness?
A scent! Faint, but there! She'd know that scent anywhere, the scent she woke up next to every morning, the scent that filled her every time they made love, the scent that embraced her every time they hugged... Her mate!
Moka leapt away. She abandoned all forms of subterfuge, utilizing her youki to move faster than anyone would believe possible. Thankfully, she still carried a gift from her mother, a minor enchantment that concealed her presence from the eyes of mortals. She leapt and ran, her speed outpacing any car, any being short of a werewolf. A crying woman's heart behind her muscles. She ran and ran, never stopping, never slowing, she ran ever closer to the scent, to her love, to the one who had her heart before she even realized it. To the one who would beat her pride.
There he was! Far ahead, barely visible, but she could see him, she'd know his face, his form, his entire being anywhere. Wait? What was he doing? Why was he standing on that ledge? Fear gripped her heart as she realized where she was, above the river that crossed the town in half. But! If Tsukune fell from there! He'd!
He tilted forward and she sped up, gaining speed that would leave any werewolf green in envy.
Tsukune fell down to the river bed. He had nothing more to live for. His love had betrayed him with his own best friend, like a soap opera gone wrong. It made him smile bitterly as he fell, as that wondrous feeling of weightlessness surrounded him. He loved her. He never would stop. But it hurt, god it hurt so much! It tore his black, unbeating heart apart! Tore his soul asunder! Tore his mind to shreds! It hurt so much... and for just a moment... falling into the water below seemed pleasant... Seemed... relaxing... as if it would lift it all off his shoulders.
Pink hair came into his vision, pink hair he'd recognize anywhere, along with that call, one he had heard so many times before.
"TSUKUNE!"
Her call, her voice... her emotions. Why? Why did she cry? Wasn't she not betraying him? Wasn't she not tearing him apart? Why was she there? Falling with him? Falling with him! Tsukune wrapped his arms around her and tried to toss her away from the coming surface of the water, save the woman who had owned his heart one last time.
Moka wouldn't let it be. She wrapped her own arms around him and held on tight.
"Tsukune... I'm so sorry... I love you so much!"
The man couldn't speak, his throat was closed. He just wrapped his arms around her in a lover's embrace and held tight, but making sure his body hit the water first, to protect her even a second more.
As the pair was electrocuted to death, you could still see a smile on their face...
Flash!
Moka gasped as she saw him fall, her legs couldn't hold her any more. She collapsed while her lover, her love, her soul, fell from that bridge a sad smile on his face.
"TSUKUNEEEE!" Her scream tore the night and her heart as well.
Moka mourned for days, months, years even for her mate. He had died, he had abandoned her. Her heart froze, became cold and emotionless. Her father would be proud, she had become a true vampire.
He was proud, at least until she ripped his heart out. Before killing her sisters to the last, even her admiring little sister Kokoa. She entertained a number of mates, neither of which she felt any shred of care for. She hated them all, but she tolerated them, used them as she pleased and tossed them aside. She became known as a 'Black Widow', known for killing her husbands during mating. She became what she despised and despised herself all the more for it. The only chink in her heart, the area of Tsukune's death, the one person she ever cared for. And even then, she'd never shed a tear. And even then, as if to spite herself in spiting him, she'd take mates that specific day he died, only to kill them a year later. On the same day he died.
Flash!
Moka's knees buckled under her, but as her love vanished, she gained new strength. Her rosario could barely contain the power she emanated as she sped to him, even if she would die! Anything! Anything better than to see him fall and do nothing!
She caught up to him, grabbed his hand as he fell and pulled him over her body, hugging him as they fell to their sure doom.
A thud! Hard, and shocking and bone-breaking, even for a vampire. The pair raised their heads, why weren't they dead as they believed themselves to be? Why was there creaking wood beneath them?
A man walked over to them. "Oi, you two ok? What happened, why did you fall off the damn bridge for? Huh? Life's prescious ya know! Oi, what're you laughing for?" Wondered the bewildered man, but he could never understand the feelings of the hugging couple, nor why they cried tears almost as thick as blood while they laughed.
They'd never be apart again.
-You Can Change, But Never Alter-
Moka gasped in realization. Gin was right, she'd loose him, forever! She spared not a look at Gin as his words pounded in her head.
For once in her life, for once in her damned life, she damned, cursed and loathed her pride. For once, her heart had won out.
She ran after him, chased his scent, ran with speed she never knew she had.
In the house, a werewolf in human form slowly sipped his drink. "You were always such a baka Moka... You never even realized how much you hurt him... or me... At least you will mend his broken heart..."
In a street not far from there, Tsukune was hugged from behind by a weeping Moka.
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry I did this! I'm so sorry I pushed you so far! I'm so sorry Tsukune! Please forgive me! Please, I beg you... Please don't leave me!"
"Moka... I..."
"I don't care about it any more! Do what you want! I... I just love you so much... I hate it you know? I hate my pride and what it made me say! But... I couldn't stop! I wanted to say sorry! I wanted to apologize and hug you and forget about it all! But I couldn't! My pride, my damnable pride never let me do it!"
"Moka... I... I love you too Moka... But what you did... How? How can I go back?"
"I... I never meant to do it... I wouldn't have let it happen... I... I just wanted to hurt you, but I never realized what I did! I wanted to show you how serious I was, until I realized it! It doesn't matter if I show how serious I am if you're not there! So, please Tsukune, please! Give me a chance! I will kill my pride, it may take me some time, but I won't let it come between us ever again!"
Under a moonlight sky, amongst uncaring people, in a lit city, a pair, a couple hugged. Despite his pain, despite his hurt, he never stopped loving her, never would stop loving her. He knew, after all, when his mate was serious, and she had never been that serious before. It would all be fine now, it would all be fine.
-Your Choice Made Blind-
"Listen Gin, I didn't ask you to come here to discuss things. I asked you to come here for a very specific business. Are you going to do it or not? I can call someone else if you want?"
Gin sighed dissapointed. Her pride had won out in the end. "Do what you want Moka, but I will never betray my friend. Especially over something like this. I hope you know what you've done, but even if you don't, you will soon."
Moka huffed and pointed the door. There were many others who wouldn't hesitate to lay with her and give her mate a lesson. There were many others who would cut off any part of their body for a night with her, the Super Vampire Akashiya Moka, and she knew it.
And so it did. She called another. And he came. And she layed with him, over and over again, as if each time they layed together on her marital bed was one more pain on Tsukune's picture, one more punishment she deservedly gave him.
A month later, she was summoned by her father. Her mate's absense didn't worry her much. He was a grown man, a powerful vampire, after all with her blood inside him there was no other way, and he would come back once he calmed. But, the summons were peculiar. She was never aware that her sister, Sekitan Ria, was seeing anyone worthwhile, much less tried to bind herself to anyone.
The shock was greater when she arrived. It was a glorious party, where everyone who was anyone had appeared, though she never saw her high-school friends. But weirder was the talk about 'Tsukune-sama'. So that's where he had hid? Smart boy, within reach and able to easily control his shame.
Oh how wrong she was.
When the time to present Ria's mate came, Moka's world collapsed. There, standing next to her in full vampire form, his youki flaring powerfuly and a strong, proud look on his handsome visage... was Tsukune. Her mate!
Moka couldn't believe it! It was impossible! He... he was there to give her to the groom! Of course, there was no way he'd marry Ria after what she'd done to him! No way at all!
But... as the ceremony proceeded... the truth dawned on her. Tsukune wasn't escorting Ria anywhere but their shared bed! He wasn't giving her away, he was marrying her!
Her scream, filled with fury tore the air as she leapt at her sister. She never got to the smirking bride, held in the air by Tsukune as easily as if she weighted nothing. The man tossed her away nonchalantly and spoke, his voice filled with power and confidence she had never felt come from him before.
"What reason do you have for interrupting our marriage Akashiya-san? Is it something the matter?"
"Of course there is!" She shouted, her rosario coming off her in one fluid movement. "You are my mate! Why are you marrying her!"
"Why, because I love her, Akashiya-san. I wouldn't have another reason to do it, would I? But, what are you talking about us being mates? Were you not the one who drove me from our bed? Where you not the one who asked a werewolf to lay with you and give you a child? Were you not the one to sleep with dozens of others, willingly sullying your womb with the seed of others? No Akashiya-san, our mating bond broke three weeks ago. Though, it doesn't surprise me you didn't feel it breaking. The pain of its sundering is as great as your attachment to the other side. Apparently, that means you had absolutely no attachment to our marriage, so why should I?"
Murmurs and gasps, gossips and talks surrounded Moka, but the disgraced vampire wouldn't have any of it. "What are you talking about? I only gave you a lesson and you went and married another!"
"Gave me a lesson? In what Moka? In humility or pride? Because, as far as I see, the only thing you did is kill whatever it is we had. And it wasn't love, no love can be between two people when one of them would demand the other to submit wordlessly to her demands. So, what exactly was that lesson?"
"Tsukune! I won't allow you to-"
A laugh, cruel, harsh and the true expression of vampirism. "You? Allow me? You are nothing to me Akashiya-san! You were my mate, you were my friend and you had my respect and love! Now, I don't feel anything but cold contempt towards you. Not because of what you did to me, that I have already forgotten. But for sullying yourself with the seed of others, willingly desecrating yourself in an attempt to dominate the one who should be equal to you. So, no, Akashiya-san. You do not allow me, and you do not control me. Now, leave before I am forced to ask for your removal."
Moka flinched back at the accusations, but her pride still held strong. "And you!" She screamed, turning to her sister. "What did you do to him? You hate him! You tortured him! He hates you! There is no way he would ever love you after what you did to him!"
"Aiya, what are you talking about Akashiya-san?" Replied Ria, a cold, victorious smirk on her face. "Tsukune-kun came here, weeping after what you did to him... and I comforted him. In turn, he showed me what true love is and, slowly, we loved each other. I hardly believe it myself, but it's true, I love Tsukune-kun and I would never do anything to hurt him. Even if he asked me to send our children to the human world, even if he wanted to have other mates, I would never deny him. Because, I love him." She claimed and Moka could not believe it; she meant it. "Besides, what I did to him... I have apologized already... And... did you forget, it was you who pressed him to allow me to do it? So, sister dear, please, be happy for our mutual happiness."
Moka's psyche collapsed at that point. Her pride... her pride!
Tsukune's voice pierced through her, with intent obvious to all and palpable disgust at the being before him. "I... I may not have as much pride as you do Akashiya-san... but at least, what little I have... I take care to not sully. I put up with a lot of things because I loved you. I suffered pain anddisgust because I loved you. But at least I never betrayed you, not before you had long since betrayed me."
Moka's scream was akin to a wild, injured animal. Her Shinso powers awoke once again as they did a long time ago. Only this time, there wasn't her mother to calm her or a seal to restrain them. This time, there was her father, her former mate and her sister. She was subdued easily and, after a month in a bestial state of mind, she was mercifuly executed. She never saw Tsukune or Ria until her death.
-What Will You Choose-
"I... Maybe I will... I don't know... But not now... I want him to think I'm serious. I want him to realize how serious I am about this. Then... then I'll find him and apologize. But for now, I think it's best that... I leave him alone." She said.
Gin sighed again. This wasn't going to end well. "Moka... I'm not going to tell you what to do, but if you don't run after him, you're going to loose him. Loose him for good this time."
"I... I know. But I have... I have to wait a bit more. Just enough for him to understand my position. Then I'll go to him. Besides... I'm not going to do anything with you, so it's going to be fine."
Gin left sadly, she never saw it though. She just sat on the couch, hugging her feet, arguing with her Inner self on when would be the best time to approach him and how to do it without insulting her pride.
In the other side of the city, Tsukune walked alone. He wept and walked, crying about how things had gone so wrong. He had passed the river, a place he thought he could die. A place he wanted to die. By dawn's break, he had made full circle. He had walked a mournng march, not once stopping to wipe his tears, back to the river.
He looked down at its watery depths and made his choice. He sat on the edge, looking ahead, not caring about the wind bringng droplets of water on his face. He looked only at the rising dawn, painting the sky a beautiful, heart-rending number of hues. He edged a bit closer and looked down, seeing his visage. Am I that pathetic? Am I that much of a nothing? He wondered.
A voice startled him enough he almost fell in, and he couldn't fathom why he held on. But he would recognize that voice anywhere, even without its trademark phrase.
"Tsukune-kun?" Came Ruby's voice. "Tsukune-kun, what are you doing here? What's wrong?"
"Ruby... I... I'm so sorry..."
And so began a long talk, one filled with tears, sadness, self-pity and fury. But also mending, healing and affection. In the end, the witch managed to convince the broken man to follow her to her home.
It took her a few days to heal the man's heart. But, after a few talks, he could finally be trusted to not get suicidal thoughts any more. He decided to leave the home of healing and go to some friends. Meetings he should never have put off.
His first stop was Las Vegas and Kurono Kurumu, an apology long since in the making in a love even longer in her heart. The next was the Yuki-onna village and a woman he should never have ignored. The last was Yokai Gakuen and a witch he should have listened to more.
Three women, three glowing stars in his own darkness, and a fourth watching over them.
They reunited, together in their sadness but mostly revelling in their joy. Tsukune would never forget or ignore any of the four. He was there for them more than any other man would lay claim. And they loved him all the more for it.
Two months later, Moka called Tsukune on his phone. But it had been two months too late for his forgiveness. Two months during which he had accepted his new position; to make four wonderful women the happiest people on the whole world. To be theirs as they were his. To devote himself to them to the exclusion of all else.
Three months later, Moka would, for the first time, wonder where Kurumu and the others were. Neither would reply her calls.
Many years down the road, after he bond broke, Moka would still search for the man she wounded so deeply, the man she wanted to have back. In her travels, she got to the Snow-women village.
There, she met a couple of playing children, they had light blue hair but brown eyes. Eyes so much like her Tsukune. It was then she also found out her first leads to her long-lost mate.
She had asked around for Shirayuki Mizore and got an answer. She had abandoned them for so long they had all died. They had lived their lives, full and filled with joy and love, all the while she was looking for a mate she herself had pushed away.
Mere hours later, she was making her way to the grave of her friends, friends she had abandoned in her bid for pride. There... she froze.
"Herein lies Shirayuki-Aono Mizore, Beloved Wife of Aono Tsukune"
And below that: "Herein lies Kurono-Aono Kurumu, Beloved Wife of Aono Tsukune"
And then: "Herein lies Toujou-Aono Ruby, Beloved Wife of Aono Tsukune"
And second to last: "Herein lies Sendou-Aono Yukari, Beloved Wfe of Aono Tsukune"
And last... "Herein lies Aono Tsukune, devoted husband of the above, loved them to the end and refused to live a day without them. Beloved parents, watch over us."
"No... no no no no NONONONO! NO! This! This is impossible! Why? What happened? WHY TSUKUNE!"
A voice came behind her and her world was no more under her feet. "Tsukune? You mean otou-san? Who are you?"
It was grown men and women, all having one thing in common; brown eyes and hair. That was not the surprising part, what surprised and killed Moka inside was that they also displayed looks of her former friends. Friends she abandoned, hurt, wounded and let die without so much as looking for them once...
"Oh god! No! This! This can't be! He! He's alive! I know it! He has to be! Tsukune would never die!"
The leader of the group, the oldest and havingthe un-mistakable characteristics of Mizore shook his head sadly. "He was immortal if that's what you mean. But... Dad loved them so much, our mothers... When Yukari-kaa-san died, he died with her. I never thought a vampire could die on their own, but believe it or not, his heart stopped a second after hers did. He just couldn't bear to be without them any longer, only sticking around for his last wife. But, he still smiled, even then, said he'd meet them again wherever they would be. You never answered the question though. Who are you?"
Moka ran. She ran as fast as she could. She could run no further and yet still ran.
She was abandoned.
She was left behind.
She was alone.
All alone.
Forever.
Alone.
She hid in a forest and never saw light or other again. She couldn't bear to see her mate again. Not when she had abandoned him like that, when he would give his everything to the women he loved. Not when she had brought such shame to herself. Not when a human could show such heart to deny immortality out of his love. Her last thoughts were 'I'm sorry...'.
-When One Breath Changes Everything-
Moka ran out of the house, chasing after his scent. Where? Where was he? The scent of people, so many around her, the gas of cars, so many she couldn't see, the lights of the city, that blinded her, she couldn't find him anywhere. She searched, high and low. Looking for him, calling his name, each sound a tortured cry of a weeping woman, and yet there was no answer.
Tsukune had left her and taken her heart with him.
Moka never gave up. She began looking for her mate. Looking for her love. Looking for him with fervor. For once, not even Ria would stand before her. The vampire was smarter than get between the frantic Moka and her goal.
A year later, her bond broke and she spent a week on a bed, in terrible pain. The bond's side effects were as great as her love, and her love at that point had surpassed anything she had ever felt before, about anyone. As soon as the pain was bearable, she took to travelling, fervently looking for him again, not stopping, never resting except when her body could move no further.
Another year passed and Moka had not talked to anyone except in regards to her mission. Her love had grown even more, now that she felt his absence even more. She could not stop thinking about him for even a moment. She could't begin to describe how she felt, how much she needed him back. How deeply she wanted to apologize. How much she just wanted to be there, next to him, even if just to be there.
But a clue came up in the end. She began following the trail and she came across a place she had gone before, but always with him. Alone there, she felt the biting cold even harsher on her body. The village of the Yuki-onna. The last place she had expected him to be. But, lo and behold he was there. Sitting on a bench, gazing at the endless winter-covered mountains.
"Tsukune..." She wispered her beloved's name. A littany that had kept her going even where blood failed her and cars failed. "Tsukune!"
She cried out as she lept at him, wrapping her arms around him, hugging him for dear life, drinking in his scent, taking in his unique body warmth.
"Moka?" Was the surprised call of her mate, even if their bond was broken, that feeling could never be dismissed or forgotten. "What are you doing here?"
"Tsukune! Tsukune, Tsukune! I- I missed you so much! I was looking everywhere for you! I wanted to see you again, apologize, tell you the truth! But... but I was too late! I... I was too late and... and forgive me Tsukune!" She bawled her eyes out, trying to convey what she felt.
"Moka... I..."
She didn't let him finish. "Please! I'll do anything you want, anything at all! Just don't leave me alone any more! Please! Just... just... just stay with me, please! I..."
"Moka... even if you say so... I can't."
"What why?" Her question torn out of her heart, hurting him as much as her, and she could see it.
"Because Moka... I'm a father now... I... I'm sorry, but Mizore was desparate... It was her last year. I wanted to at least do that for her. And Kurumu as well."
"You... you slept with them?"
"Yes, I did. And I'm not sorry for it. Their races are dieing Moka! I couldn't just stand by. I... I love you as much as I ever did, but I also love them as well. Giving them the children they wanted was the least I could do."
"I... I see..." Was her low reply, her emotions running rampant within her. Her pride made to rise again, but she brutally squashed it. "I... I don't care..."
"What?"
"I don't care... I love you! I don't care if you love another as well or if you have a child! I... I just want to be next to you!"
"Moka... I'm sorry... But... we can't not yet..."
"WHY?" She cried out, her tears staining his shirt anew.
"Because... Kurumu and Mizore both deserve their happiness. They know I love you, they know I always will. But I can't be with you, not yet or it would be the same as when..."
"But... but! I... After all this time! I..." She couldn't believe it, everything... why didn't he love her, why didn't he let himself be together with her?
"I... I will be with you. I will be your mate again... But... not now, not yet... I have a duty to Mizore and Kurumu... They... they will die and we'll still be young. They have at most eighty years to a century to live. Until then, I will be their loving husband. After that... if you are still free, if you still would have me... I will marry you again, I will be your mate again... and this time we will not be separate."
It took Moka a long time to earn his love again, and even longer to have it to herself. But, through her countless centuries of life that followed, she would always remember his words, the words of the man she loved and the words of the man who loved her. For that was the weight of his promises, his oaths, his choices.
And she would always remember his oath when they remarried; "I do not want you behind me, for I want you beside me. I never want you kneeling, for I want you as my equal. I never want you to submit for I want you to be my guiding light. I am your husband and you are my wife, I am yours as you are mine. I belong to you, mind, body and soul. I want you to tell me when I'm wrong, tell me when I fail and help me be right, be the one you deserve. That is my sole wish."
-Are You Free Or Bound-
"I don't believe you! You don't understand anything about what we went through! Me and Tsukune have a bond that cannot be broken! It won't be broken." She claimed, self-assured in her victory. She was a Super Vampire after all.
"If you truly believe so... then that's your choice Moka. It's a pity. You know, I never loved you for your looks... but for your heart. Seems it was all just a show, a way to attract an idiot to become your servant. I'm glad I'm not the one you snared. You'll never see me again. And I hope, for his sake at least, that you won't see Tsukune again."
She didn't. She waited in that room for days but he never came. Just a little bit more, she said, only a day has passed, only a couple of days, only a week, a month at most. He'll calm down, he'll come back to me, he'll return, he's got to return.
Moka felt sleepy as she waited on the door. Her anemia had taken the best of her and her body felt weak. But she wouldn't kneel, she'd wait for him, on the door, scowl on her face to let him know how much he screwed up. How wrong he had been. And everything would be right again.
She slept. She woke, she slept again. Days passed and she would awaken before the door, that accursedly silent door. She would await for him. Every time a person came by, she would sniff and huff disappointed that it wasn't her mate. Every time steps would come by, she would listen and then huff disappointed it wasn't her mate. Every time she would feel another pang of thist, she would huff dissapointedly and impatiently curse her mate for not coming back to feed her thirst.
One day she woke up to terrible, unbearable pain. She woke and screamed. Not because of the pain. But what the pain was. Her bond, her link, her marriage beyond anything a mortal would think about... had been broken.
How? How had it broken? Bonds broke only after a year and a day had passed without any link to the other. But she only remembered a couple of days, not a month and definitely not a year! It was only been...
Then she noticed the room around her... Dust had collected over everything... even on her... The paint had chipped... there were bills under the door, stale stench of mould in the house.
Her mind couldn't take it. She grabbed a knife and tore everything apart. In the end, the knife reached her own heart, in a bid to end the pain, to find her love again.
-When You Cannot See The Concequences?
Moka wrestled against the darkness. It was dark, devouring, cold and lonely, like an ever growing abyss. She wanted out, she wanted free, but she couldn't move, couldn't think. She could only observe as her mind ravaged her will and pride, as truths far harsher than anything encountered before were rammed into her soul, scarrin her heart, bleeding out her soul.
A scream.
"TSUKUNE!"
Her scream. Her tears. Her sobbing voice. Her mate, hugging her against her tears, ravaging her body. Her sobs, her sadness pouring out.
"Tsukune... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry... forgive me... please forgive me... please please... please forgive me Tsukune... Tsukuneee..." She wept.
"Shhh... Moka, it's alright, I'm here, it's alright..." The voice she would always recognize, her mate's warmth seeping into her, calming her, loving and embracing her as surely as his hands around her.
"I'm sorry... I never meant... I never wanted... I am so sorry... I love you... please..."
"It's ok Moka... it's ok, I'm here and I love you too..."
"I'm so sorry you had to leave because of Gin... it would never happen... I'm so sorry..."
"Love?" Came his confused voice as he pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. "What do you mean Gin? Did he come over? I was only gone for a bit? Did he hurt you, that mutt?"
"W-what?" She said, confused as much as he. "But, but Gin was here and then you said you wanted to leave and... and..."
"Love, you must be confused, hitting your head like that. I only left to get you some ingredients for your favourite food, did you forget already? It's that day, when we first married! It's customary for couples to celebrate that date!"
Moka looked around bewildered. It couldn't have been a dream, could it?
"And... Moka... about what we discussed yesterday, about our children not being in the human world... If... if it's alright with you... I just want them to meet my parents is all... so... let's make up alright?"
Yesterday? But... but it was only just before Gin arrived that they were arguing and... and... what had happened? Was it all an illusion? Was it all a dream?
For once not even Inner Moka could say what happened, she too confused as much as her Outer self.
On a table... a glass of whiskey lay forgotten, dust of silver around it...
Outside, the figure of a man-shaped wolf smiled serenely at the pair.
"With that... the price is paid and my wish fulfilled... Happy anniversary my foolish kohai!"
Again it spins
Again it dances
Again the world it shifts
One moment
One breath
One second and one look
To make or break
When your time to choose arrives
What's your Destiny?
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