Chapter 2
"So, Mister Makarov-" Moka started.
"You can either call me Makarov, or Master. Besides, the mister part makes me sound old." the old man chuckled.
Moka could only sweat-drop, along with the woman. 'That's because you are old.' She shook the thought out of her head before speaking up. "Master Makarov, if you don't mind, I'd like to know the name of the person who brought me here." she explained, slightly moving out of the woman's arms.
"Very well, then. You were found by one of our guild members, Natsu." the old man answered.
"Natsu?" she repeated, wondering if that was the name of her savior. "Is he- or she the one who brought me here?"
"Yes. And just in case you're wondering, he's a boy. Well, a reckless boy for that matter." the master chuckled, before looking at her, his expression turning serious. "But enough about all of that for now. May I ask what your name is? Where exactly are you from?"
Moka's eyes roamed themselves down to her hands in thought. She didn't know what to call herself, now that she was killed and the inner side of her is alive, with the same name as hers. "M-My name is Moka..."
"Moka...' the woman that was holding her repeated, with fascination and admiration. "That's a really pretty name, you have. My name is Mirajane." the woman named Mirajane smiled. "But you can just call me Mira."
"Mirajane..." Moka repeated, loving the sound of her name. "Yours sounds lovely as well."
Mirajane only giggled. "Why thank you."
"I know exactly where I came from..." Moka answered, twirling around with her thumbs. "But I don't know how I exactly got here."
"You don't know how you got here?" Mira inquired, looking at the girl in her arms confused.
Moka shook her head. "No, I don't. Before they killed me, all I remembered was losing consciousness and waking up in this world, you call Earthland," she explained. "It's kind of complicated to explain, but that's all I can remember."
The master closed his eyes. "I see." There was a long silence before he gave her a big smile. "Then, how would you like to become a new member of Fairy Tail?" Makarov suggested.
"Me? Become a member here?" Moka inquired, becoming very confused.
"Of course. You seem like a nice young lady, who needs somewhere to stay." the old man praised. "I, for one, wouldn't mind seeing another lovely face around here."
Moka shook her head, with a sad smile. "I'd be honored to, Master, but...I'm afraid I can't do that. I have to find my way back home. My friends are probably still waiting for me back in the other world."
The master's grin slowly disappeared. "I see, then." he sighed, with disappointment. "I respect your decision."
Moka gave a nod. "I'm sorry." she apologized. "If you don't mind, Master, I'd like to pay my respects to this Natsu person, who saved me."
"Of course."
A few minutes later, Moka dressed herself in the clothes that were given to her. She stared at herself in the mirror, observing every inch of her body. She carefully touched her bare neck. The choker along with the broken seal was no longer there. 'The seal. It's gone.' she thought to herself, rubbing her neck.. 'Does this mean...that the inner side of me is no longer with me? Am I useless now?' She didn't know what to think of herself, now that the rosary was good as dead and gone. She was just an empty shell, or...just her.
~The Guild~
The master led her out of the infirmary along with Mirajane. He gestured for her to follow him to find her savior. Everything around her seemed quiet and both rowdy at the same time. Half of the people in the building were quiet or having a conversation with others, while the other side was noisy and disorderly. She didn't seem to want to pay attention to anything that was going on around her. Until the color of pink spiky locks caught her eye...
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a pink-haired man bickering with a half-naked man. He wore no shirt, but a black vest, with a gold rim. Also, with white baggy pants, with a skirt, the same color as his vest and sandals. She narrowed her eyes a bit at his pink hair. She had this feeling, that she knew where she has seen the color of his hair. A picture then flashed in her head. She saw a mass of pink hair, holding her in his arms. 'That's him. He has to be the one who saved me.'
Moka silently walked up to him, slightly alerting Makarov and Mira. She gently tapped her savior on the shoulder.
The man spun around to yell at whoever interrupted them but froze when he saw a girl with hair the same color almost like his, looking at him, her innocence shining at him. It was the girl, whom he saved from the rain. "Um...hi. You must be Natsu, are you not?"
The guy named Natsu eyed her suspiciously. How on earth did this girl know his name? He might have found her, but he never told her his name. "Yeah, that's me. And you are?"
Moka smiled shyly. "I just wanted to thank you for saving me out of the rain, that day. I really appreciate what you've done. If you hadn't shown up, I would've been dead."
Natsu grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Ah, it was nothin'. Besides, you looked like you needed help, anyway."
She continued to smile, before turning to Makarov and Mirajane. "And Master, I want to thank you and Mirajane as well." She bowed, expressing her gratitude to the both of them.
"Oh, it is no problem, Moka. After all, we couldn't just leave you behind in that dreadful weather in the forest." Makarov chuckled.
"I'll be leaving now. Thanks for the offer, Master Makarov." Moka smiled.
"Of course. You are welcomed back here, anytime. If you ever change your mind, we'll be waiting." the old man smiled. In reality, deep down inside, it saddened him that he couldn't get this girl to join the guild, along with his children as he hoped. He silently watched the pink-haired girl leave his guild, not glancing at him or anything in return.
Natsu watched in confusion as to the girl, he saved walked out of the guild. He turned to the master, wanting answers right away. "Are you just gonna let her walk out like that, Gramps?"
Makarov gave a sigh. "Yes, Natsu. She has already made her decision to leave and I respect that." he confirmed, looking back at the dragon slayer.
"But still. I mean we did save her life, right?" he asked, feeling dispirited that she would so much as to not join their beloved guild in Fiore. "She could've at least stayed and become a member of our guild hall, instead of just leaving."
"Natsu, my boy, you still have a lot to learn." the master sighed, once again.
"Hey, just what the heck that's suppose to mean?"
"You will have to understand that not everyone that we cross paths with has to become a member of our guild. She doesn't have to become a member if she doesn't wish to. This girl had a strong desire to leave in order to go look for her friends, whom she claims are waiting for her in the other world."
"The other world?" he repeated, becoming utterly confused now. "Whaddya mean by "other" world? You talkin' about Earthland, right?"
"I'm afraid that is not where she came from, from what she explained to me." the old man said, closing his eyes. "She is from another universe that is called Earth that is almost the same name as ours..."
~Town of Magnolia~
Moka was taking a small journey through the town of Magnolia, deep in thought. 'I'm in a world called Earthland, and a country called Fiore.' she pondered, walking pass the surrounding people, who either greeted her or smiled at her. 'Just how did I get here in the first place? I didn't travel here on foot, that's for sure. I wonder if there's any way to getting back to Earth.'
The only thing that didn't seem hazy in her memory was waking up alone, in a dark forest. Vines surrounding her body as their thorns pricked at her skin. She knew it was impossible to travel here from Earth on pure feet. If she did, it'd probably take more than that for her to be here...in a world full of unusual things. 'Kurumu...Yukari...Mizore...Kokoa...Ruby...Akua...Tsukune... I hope you guys are okay. Just wait for me...I'm coming.'
"Hey, Mika! Wait up!" shouted a familiar voice from behind her.
Her eyes widen, her face lighting up at the sound of the voice, she longed to hear. 'Tsukune!' she squealed with joy in her head. She spun around, with a happy smile on her face. However, her smile instantly faded, when her expectations were false. Instead of expecting Tsukune as she hoped, she was met with the one person, who was running towards her. Her savior.
She watched him let out heavy pants of his breath, his hands resting on his knees. "Good thing I caught up to ya before it was too late," he said in between heavy pants. "I heard what happened from Gramps."
"It's Moka. What do you want?" she gently demanded, upset she mistook her savior for Tsukune.
"Well, the master wanted me to see if you had anywhere to stay." She roamed her eyes down to her feet, not sure if she wanted to answer him. She opened her mouth to speak up, but he beat her to it. "Because you if you didn't, we wanted to know if you'd still like to join our guild."
Moka tilted her head to the side in confusion. "He still wants me to join?" she repeated, not sure of what to do. She knew, if she joined in with the rest of them, she wouldn't have to stay out on the streets, lonely with nowhere to go. However, she needed to find a way back to her world and to her friends, who are probably waiting for her to return. "I'm sorry, but I have to get back home. Besides, I already declined your master's offer."
He frowned at her answer. "You traveled here alone, right? Don't ya think that's pretty lonely for a girl like you? I mean, don't ya want to have a place, where you have lots of friends?"
"I didn't travel here by myself. Look, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I already have friends that are waiting for me at home," she answered, trying to make it clear to him. "I'm sorry, but I have to get going now." Eager to get away from him as soon as possible, she quickly strode away from him, ignoring anything else he had to say. She walked silently through the crowd of people, her own thoughts pondering around in her head. 'Just how can I get back to where I came from? There has to be some way I can get back. When I woke up, I was in a forest. So if I go back there, it'll probably come back to me how I got here.' She suddenly stopped when she felt like she was being followed. It could be anyone around her, who could be following her. Just anyone. She looked behind her to see, that the guy she thought she brushed off nicely was following her. She watched him panicked when her eyes caught his figure and hid in an alleyway. She shook her head and just continued her search for the forest. 'If I go back to where I woke up, I may-' She walked faster when he continued to follow her. When she felt his presence behind her, she turned to fully look at him. "Stop following me." the pinkette admonished, softly glaring at her stalker.
"I ain't followin' you!" he comically denied. "That's a wild accusation you makin', right there. Don't ya think?"
Moka continued to glare at him. It didn't take a genius to know that he was following her from what she could tell. "Oh, so you're not suddenly walking behind me and hiding in dark places when I'm not looking? That sounds a lot like following to me. Which pretty much means you're stalking me and that makes it illegal to where it can get you arrested without a single thought." she stated.
Natsu opened his mouth to give a remark, but only found blank words to give her. He scratched the back of his head, grinning sheepishly at her. 'Well, she kinda has a point there.' he thought. "Would ya at least try it? If you don't like it, you can leave."
"I already told you! I don't want to join your stupid guild! Now leave me alone!" she snapped.
"Alright, alright, I get the message! Sheesh, I'm goin' out of my way to help you and you go totally ballistic!" he retorted with an angry expression. "Is this how you treat people who save you? Huh? By being this bitchy to people?" he questioned without thinking at all.
'Bitchy?' Her eyes narrowed at him, her anger radiating in her body. "I don't need your help and I'm pretty sure I don't want it. I can take care of myself. Don't come near me again, if I'm so "bitchy" to you." she firmly said, this time running away from him.
It was then he realized what he said was wrong. "Hey, wait! I didn't mean-" He was too late when he saw no trace of her. "Crap. Guess I might've taken it too far," he said, scratching the back of his head in slight guilt. "Cute girl, but her attitude just sucks." He just didn't understand how someone can be so pretty and have a cold heart at the same time.
Moka ran through the crowd of people, anger silently in her system. 'I can't believe that I thanked him all for nothing. What a jerk.' She suddenly stopped to think, for a moment. 'But still...all he was trying to do is help me. Maybe I shouldn't have yelled at him like that.' As much as she didn't want to admit it herself, Moka did indeed felt like she was a little "bitchy" towards him. Better things would've happened to her if she had just accepted his offer to join with him. But then again, she knew all of that probably would not last long, if they ever knew she was the one species people feared; a shinso vampire. She shook her head, trying to get those theories out of her head. What did she care anyway? She had friends and a lover waiting for her back home. 'No. I can't be thinking like this. I have to get back to the forest.' She glanced towards the sky and saw that the sun was settling down below the town. 'The sun is setting. I have to get there before it's dark.' She resumed her search for the dark forest.
~A few moments later~
The shinso vampire leaned against the tree, tired from the long journey from the town called Magnolia. As Moka panted out heavy breaths, she looked around for the spot she had first woken up from. "I'm here. Now all I have to do is find the spot where I woke up." She carefully started to seek around for the spot. She shivered from the cold the darkness gave off. "It's freezing. Good thing they gave me clothes before I left. Now, it has to be around here somewhere." she muttered to herself, looking around the forest.
"My, my, how lovely." spoke a male voice behind her. She looked behind her to see a slim, yet muscular man with spiky blond locks leaning against a tree. He had slanted red eyes and a scar on his right eye. She couldn't deny that she found him to be fairly attractive, however, he was not in her preference. "Tell me. What's a beautiful girl, like yourself doing all the way out here alone?"
"Who...Who are you?" she inquired, feeling slightly uneasy about his presence. 'I don't like the looks of him. His aura seems dark.'
He smiled cockily. "I could ask you the same thing, you know?" he replied casually, leaning off the tree and walking towards her. Moka slowly backed away in slight fear. "Relax, I won't hurt you. Now, I'll ask you again." He gently took a hold of her chin, turning her face to look at him. "What are you doing here all by yourself?"
'Why do I feel so scared just being near him? He's only trying to be nice...so why do I feel scared?' She tried to move half of her body, but for some reason, it did not wish to cooperate with her. 'Why can't I move my body?' she thought as she tried to move. A churning feeling had developed at the bottom of her stomach. "I...I was going home." she said, hoping it'd be a good answer for him.
"Really? It didn't seem like you were going home," he remarked, now smirking. "I bet you tell that to every guy that talks to you."
Moka looked at him with disbelief, before shaking her head. "Look, I have to get going, okay? My friends are waiting for me."
"Whoa, there. Hold it." He grabbed a whole of her wrist, spinning her around. He smiled down at her, his crimson eyes burning deep into her soul. "Do I at least get your name, first?" The pinkette glared at him, now becoming frustrated. "Just tell me your name and I'll let you go. That's all I ask." he bargained, putting himself in her personal space.
Moka knew that somewhere in his eyes, she saw nothing but ill-intentions within them. That was enough for her to know that this man was up to something. And it did not seem good. First, that Natsu guy and now him. She shook her head. "No. I really need to go. Now." With nothing else left to say, she tried walking away, but he only held onto her wrist. When she felt his grip tighten, a winced allowed itself to escape past her lips.
She watched as his face twisted in anger, his eyes glowing blood red. "Playing hard to get, are we? You think you're better than me?" he growled, squeezing her wrist tighter. "You think you're too good to talk to me, is that it?"
Moka desperately tried to free herself from this persistent man. "Stop it. You're hurting my wrist." She cried out in pain when he increased the grip on her arm. "Let go! You're hurting me!"
His face was filled with disgust and amusement. "You must enjoy playing mind games, don't you?" he sneered, violently pulling her to his body. "Who do you think you are, you feculent whore?"
"Let go of me!" she screamed, pushing him away from her with much force so hard that he hit a tree. 'I used too much force.' she pondered as she watched slid down the tree, unconscious. 'Good. Then, that means I still have my powers left, even though I don't have my rosary anymore.'
"You will regret ever doing that..." he chuckled darkly. She whipped around to see him behind her with a much darker expression. What frightened her the most was that red aura glowing around his body. His hands tightly gripped her top before ripping it open, exposing her chest to the world.
She instantly backed away from him, terrified. "What are you doing?!" she shrieked, covering her bare chest. Her eyes widen when she saw a sphere of lightning generating around his hands. 'What is he doing? Just what is he?' She knew he could be far from being human. She gasped when the sphere of lightning came towards her, tearing through the rest of her clothing. The only thing that was left was her panties. She glanced at him in horror as she watched the surrounding aura grow even stronger and terrifying than before, the electricity around his hands still generating as he stalked towards her.
Overwhelmingly frighten at the sight before her eyes, she instinctively made a run for it. 'Just who is this guy? He's not normal from what I witnessed.' Moka rapidly sprinted through the woods, not caring she might collapse from little stamina she had left. She couldn't stay here...she needed to get away and fast. Glancing behind her, she noticed that he was nowhere behind her. But somewhere inside her mind, she knew this deadly game of cat and mouse would not end. To her, it was more like a predator and prey. He was the predator, she was his prey he was hunting for and he would not stop until he achieved what he wanted. She sharply hid behind a tree, gasping out shallow breaths. The sound of his heavy footsteps filled her ears as she tried to conceal her presence behind the tree. Her hands covered her mouth to silence her heavy breathing. 'Don't make a sound. Don't make a sound.' Moka silently told herself in her head. She was too afraid to do anything at the moment. The only thing that was left for her to do was to just stay put and not make one sound, or even a squeak.
"Where are you, my lovely rose?" taunted the voice of her attacker. "You know you can't hide out here forever. Someone like you could die if you stay in a place like this." Tears were now leaking out of her eyes. Moka didn't know what he wanted, but she wanted it to stop right here and now. Her nerves relaxed as she heard his footsteps descend away. Just as she took this as an opportunity to escape, a hand suddenly shot out and grabbed her by the waist. She felt herself being whirled around, only to be struck in the face. Her body fell to the ground, her hand holding her cheek in pain. "Didn't think I'd find you, huh?"
Moka carefully scooted away from him in fear. There was nothing left for her to do, now that her attacker captured her. 'Is there anything I could do? Does this mean I'm completely useless, now?' Her thoughts were interrupted when both of her arms were pinned above her head. Her immediate struggle to break free only became futile, due to his rather strong grip on her wrist. "Let go!"
"Hold still." he growled, tightly grabbing a hold of one of her breasts. "Lovely you." A hiss of pain left her lips as his nails dug into her skin, effectively drawing bits of blood in the process. Her legs begin to shuffle themselves around underneath him to break the concentration that he had on her. "Lie still, damn you." he whispered impatiently. He leaned for and licked the nape of her neck.
Moka shivered with disgust from his tongue caressing her skin. Tears did not resist falling from her eyes. She felt helpless. Downright pathetic. This was not how she wanted her fate to be. To be killed and wake up in another world, only to be met with this kind of fate. 'No. I don't want this. This is not how I wanted it to be. Is this my punishment for dying?' Her hands turned into fists. 'Please...If there's a miracle somewhere...please send me one. I don't want to end up like this...' She felt numb all over. She felt ruined, that she was letting him take advantage of her. She didn't move an inch, even when she felt him stroke her knees before parting them open.
When he saw that his prey was no longer resisting, a sinister smile crept across his demonic face. "It seems that you've finally given in to temptation. I can only assume that you have accepted what is to happen next." She made no move to retaliate. The thing only she could do was pray and hope that all of this was a nightmare. Her panties were ripped apart, revealing her sacred place. "You truly are a beautiful girl. How very fortunate." he uttered with twisted admiration. He took his precious time leering at the body of his victim. "Now now, try not to be scared. I'll take you nice and easy." He leaned over and kissed her roughly, forcing his tongue through her mouth. Ultimately revolted, Moka bit down as hard as she could on his tongue, making him withdraw his tongue. The man growled and struck her hard across the face. The taste of metallic and salt filled her mouth. He glared at the helpless vampire with a share of his own blood on his lips. "Do you want to try that again, you little bitch?"
Moka only stared at him, terrified with fear. Before she had time to think about anything else, her arms were brutally pinned above her head. "Try anything clever and it'll be a lot worse, than what I did." he whispered with sinister in his voice, a dark aura radiating off his body. Moka let out a gasp as he cupped her with his free hand.
Moka bit into her lip, refusing to make a sound. She realized that she had no control, and despite herself began to tremble. However, she knew that he of all people didn't have any interest in allowing any modesty. A light whimper escaped passed her lips at the feeling of his clawed finger dancing lightly over one coral nipple, making it instantly hard. "That's right," he encouraged, "make noise for me." He pressed her nipple between his fingers very hard but did not release. Moka thrashed in pain, her fangs sinking further into her mouth. The sudden feeling of cold air hit her entrance. Expecting what would come next, she shook her head back and forth violently. Her eyes closed themselves, just as she felt him release her. "Don't close your eyes." he growled threateningly. "Look at me. Look me in the eyes. Your humiliation is what excites me further." He pressed his fingers against her entrance. "I said look at me, damn it." However, she did not look at him. She refused to take in the sight of him. "Tch. Fine, have it your way. If this is how you want to play this little game then I'll just have to show you how it's played." Her eyes shot open when she heard that sentence. She shook her head as a sign of telling him she didn't want him to continue. Of course, "no" was a clear answer he refused to accept when she felt his manhood near her entrance. "I'm going to enjoy this." he whispered in her ear, sending chilling shivers to go down her spine.
She looked at him with pleading eyes. "No! Please, don't! I'm begging you! Stop!" she begged, only to have her mouth covered by his hand.
"Don't worry. It'll hurt for a moment." The man smirked. And then the horrid moment came…he entered her. A muffled, sheer scream of pain erupted from her throat. It hurt so much. Both physically and emotionally.
He immediately thrust into her, hard and long. Moka shut her eyes tightly as she felt the pain come and go in her lower region along with every thrust. Moka let out a whimper as the pain soon turned into pleasure. As the monster above her continued to have his way with her, she only laid there in silence, her eyes becoming emotionless with tears. She didn't feel anything anymore...she couldn't feel anything anymore. No pain...or pleasure. Just pure numbness. This wasn't how she wanted to lose her virginity; to be cornered and forced into intercourse for someone's sick gain. Something snapped inside of her as she watched the man move above her. Moka knew that she would never be the same after this. And even if she wanted to, she knew she wouldn't be able to forget about this traumatic experience. This wasn't a casual encounter, nor was it love. This was sexual assault.
After a few minutes, he started to quicken his pace, her body slightly jerking a bit. She didn't bother trying to resist any longer...an important part of her was cruelly taken from her and she could never retrieve it back. While he drilled himself through her, he pulled back and dive his face into her neck, sinking his teeth into her skin. He gave one last thrust, before spilling himself inside her. Her body twitched as he quickly pulled out of her.
"No...what have I done?"
However, she did not hear his words of regret as she was too wrapped up in her despair. His presence leaving her behind went unacknowledged. Moka felt her heart shatter, feeling like a cheap whore, even though she was forced upon. She made no attempt to move as the rain started to come down upon her. She raised her palms to her face and let out a blood-curdling scream.
~Magnolia Town~
The shinso vampire walked through the empty town of Magnolia. Modesty was the very last thing that she cared little for as she walked, ignoring the heavy rain that fell around her. Her feet carried her through the quiet town, coming across an alleyway that had entered her sights. Needing a temporarily haven, she wasted no time in going there. Her body slanted itself against the wall, allowing it to fall to the ground. Her hands were unconsciously shaking. Tremors racked her body as tears started to brim near her eyes. She felt utterly powerless. With her virginity stolen from her completely, she felt ruined. Ruined for all men that can be the man she'll give her heart to, one day. Even for her Tsukune. Moka sat there, unmoving, her whole body quivering with fear. She made no move to wipe the tears that were now falling from her orbs. Moka started sobbing uncontrollably in fear and frustration, traumatized by what happened to her. The rain mixed in with her salty tears, the sky seemingly crying along with her as the rain poured even harder and louder. Her body shivered violently, not only from the cold rain but from the event that occurred.
"Moka?" called a soft, familiar feminine voice. Moka whipped her around, startled. When she saw the one person, who meant her no harm in the very beginning, she relaxed a bit. There stood the woman, whom she knew as Mirajane with a worried expression. She seemed to be holding an umbrella along with a large, muscular man with tan-colored skin, who had the same color as her hair. "What are you doing out here? It's pouring rain." Mira's eyes soften as she took in the sight of Moka. She could see that the unclad girl was scared as she shook violently. "Oh, Moka. What happened to you?" she asked softly, kneeling in front of her. Mira reached out and softly stroked Moka's wet hair. She carefully took Moka in her arms, letting her weep into her coat, caring little about the rain. Removing her coat, put it around the girl's frail body. Mira held her to her body, hovering the umbrella over the two of them. "Come on. Let's get you out of this rain." Mira and the white-haired man along with a shaking Moka continued on to their place.
Moka relaxed a bit in the nice, warm herbal bath that was run by Mira. The vampire only sat there in silence, watching her reflection in the bath water. She saw bits of her blood flow from between her legs in the water. It was then...that she realized that she was no longer a virgin like she had expected. The horrible memories still plagued her head. No matter how much she tried to get them out of her head, they just wouldn't leave her alone. She splashed the warm water on her face, trying to get rid of the dried tears that lingered under her eyes.
"Are you sure you wanna take her in, Sis?" asked a male, deep voice.
"Of course." replied a soft voice, whom she assumed was Mira. "Listen, I know you saw the way she looked out there. I can't abandon her like this. Not after what happened."
"I'm not saying I having a problem with her staying here, it's just that we hardly even know this girl. We don't even know if she could be up to something."
"Listen to me. You and I both know what it's like to feel abandon. You might not feel right about this, but she's just a lonely girl, who needs help. Besides, she's been through so much, just like all of us. I don't want her to have the experience of being alone and scared, just like all three of us were when we were kids."
"Okay, I guess I can respect your decision." responded the manly voice. "But are you sure you want her to sleep in the spare room, we have? That's Lisanna's room. You do realize that, right? We haven't been in there in almost a year."
"I know, but she needs somewhere to sleep."
A few minutes later after bathing, Moka was dressed in a white, spaghetti-strapped nightgown that was given by Mira. Carefully examined herself in the mirror, she spotted a bruise on the left side of her face. She winced a bit, just as her fingertips touched her bruised cheek. She then looked at her wrist to see that it was slightly bruised as well. Moka knew fully well that the bruises and the wounds won't most likely go away for a while. She slightly jumped when she heard footsteps from behind her. Relieved, when she only saw Mirajane, she calmed down. "Are you finished?" the white-haired woman asked. Moka hesitantly nodded, without saying a word. She felt Mira gently take hold of her hand. "Come on, I'll show you where you're going to sleep." She allowed Mira to led her to her room in pure silence. Moka stared around in slight awe at the well, organized room. Mira pulled the covers back on the bed for the pinkette. Moka stared with hesitation before reluctantly climbing in bed, letting Mira tuck her in. "Do you need anything else?" Moka once again shook her head. "You just get some rest. I'll be in the other room, if you need me, okay?" With that said, Mira turned out the lights, making the room go dark.
Moka turned over, trying to get comfortable in the warm bed. She remembered the conversation, she had overheard with Mira and the other man. Mira seemed willing to let her stay, but the other man seemed reluctant to go along with the idea. Moka understood why he didn't trust her. He was probably told by Mira that she came from another world that was different from theirs. And if she told them what she was, it'd make the whole situation thicken. She drifted off to sleep, letting her dreams overcome her.
An hour later in the other room, Mira woke up to the small sound of crying and sniffling. Right then, she knew who they belonged to; Moka. She climbed out of bed and followed the sound of her crying to Lisanna's room. Her heart softens as she found Moka crying in bed, faced away. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed. Mira slowly made her way over to the crying Moka. Pulling the covers back, she climbed in next to her, holding her as she cried. Moka made no move to push her off, only wanting someone to comfort her. Mira gently stroked her hair, while holding her in her arms. Moka's cries started to die down as she drifted off to sleep, with being held in Mira's arms...
Before you all start attacking me with questions, I want to let you know that I appreciated the reviews from you. And for me using Outer Moka/Akasha in the story, I'm gonna be honest. I don't really see the Outer Moka as Akasha, I just see her as Outer Moka. I know what some of you may be thinking and yes, I know he's not like that at all and would never do anything that messed up to someone. However, he didn't give me an impression of a villain in the first season. The story may not become popular, but I don't really care. I mean, at least I have a few people interested in it, right? I'm not expecting it to be that popular. It would be nice, if some of you can review a little. I'm not expecting like a thousand reviews. I'm not that desperate for praise. Thank you for your respectful reviews, for accepting the fact that I only include Outer Moka, instead of Inner. In my opinion, I think anyone would be petty enough to not read a fanfic, just because inner Moka is not in it. Like I said before, I'm not trying to get anyone's respect. And I still believe, that everyone on Fanfiction is an asshole, except for you guys, who actually respect the fact, that I look up to Outer Moka as my heroine, instead of the inner side of her. I don't really care, if more people like the inner side of her, or not. It's not going to make me feel discourage about only including Outer Moka. I'm interested in what all of you have to say about the chapter, instead of just getting "good chapter" or something else like that.