Hi! I have to say I was glad to get this chapter out, since this is another I enjoyed writing! Enjoy! ;)
She ran as fast as her little legs could take her, leaving empty tears behind, the images blazed in her mind of what happened moments ago. What she had seen was beyond anything. It felt so cold and so dark. She was running away from that, but that darkness was chasing her.
She was grabbed by the arm, "Mo-chan! Teishi! Mate!" she tried pushing herself away, trying to get out that grip, but she couldn't. The person then embraced her, tight.
"Please, stop…" he whispered in her ear.
She felt warmth from that, then the embrace lightened and she could see his face. His crimson eyes showed fear and sadness. She wondered why, to her he looked like he enjoyed what he did back there.
He whipped the tears off her cheeks, his fingers shaky, "Watashi wa anata o tsuyoku suru deshou. Hijō ni tsuyoi desu. Dakara tsuyoi! Watashi wa anata no koto o yakusoku shimasu!"
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She stood there, waiting for the door to open after knocking it twice the following day after school. Feeling the breeze on under her dress, she had taken to wear her ordinary after-school-hours clothes.
The door opened, her Oji-san wearing nothing more than a pair of pants, half naked as it were.
"Ah, Moka-san, you came," he said with a smile.
Moka looked away, a little embarrassed. Sure she had seen Tsukune without his shirt the year before, but this was a fully grown man, even if this man was her family. She had gotten a glimpse of something on his left breast, but it was just a blur, and she wasn't going to find out if that meant looking at him.
Her Oji-san turned around knowing what was wrong, he chuckled lightly, "Close the door on your way in."
Moka entered his place and closed the door behind her. She wanted to be here for the evening, after all, she was the one who asked him at school that very morning.
Flash back
"Ohayo Oji-san."
"Ohayo Moka-san. What can I do for you?"
"I would like to… er, come over after school if that's okay?"
With a smile, "Sure, I did say anytime."
End of flash back
She got to the living room, he come out his bedroom while buttoning up a buttoned shirt. She couldn't see anything beyond him in his room, perhaps he liked keeping his windows closed with curtains to block the light out.
"What would you like?" he asked as he went into his kitchen. "I have juices, milk, tea, sadly I can't offer wine." She heard him laugh.
She made a small snigger as she sat down on the arm chair. "I'll have a tomato juice please."
He came out the kitchen with a tomato juice can. And sat across her on the other arm chair, giving her the can before crossing his legs.
"So, what did you want to come here for?" he asked with a smile.
"I've been having these dreams."
"Yume? What type of dreams?"
"I don't know, but you're in it."
He frowned, "I'm flattered Moka-san, but I'm not…"
"Iie iie, it's not like that!" she interrupted him blushing a little. "It's just before I was sealed I think."
He thought for a bit, "… That'll probably be when I was with Mo-chan when she was young. When I looked after her. After…" he looked away, drifting off.
"After?"
He looked back at her immediately, "Nothing, you've nothing to worry about." A small smile appeared, "would you like something to eat?"
"Um… no, I'm fine, really," her stomach growled, the mentioning of food set it off.
"But a part of you isn't," he got up. "What would you like? French, German or Japanese?"
"I'm not sure, gomen."
His smile broadened, "Chef's choice it is, I'll make a dish that is nice and sweet and very surprising." He went away to the kitchen.
Moka sat there, realizing she hadn't opened her drink. She immediately opened it and drank.
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Moka made herself comfortable on the dining chair, she hadn't waited for a long time. He came out with two plates, one in each hand. He set down one in front of her, and to her surprise it was pancakes!
"Oji-san, pancakes for supper isn't good!" she complained.
"I did say it was a surprise, didn't I?" he said setting his plate on his side to go back into the kitchen.
"Yes, but it's not healthy!"
He came back with a fork and knife for each of them. He sat down and handed a fork and knife to her raising an eyebrow, "Pestering yourself are you now?"
She took the fork and knife. "No," she replied and started eating.
"It'll be our secret, hush hush," he smiled and winked.
She took a bite, it was delicious, puffy and sweet. She smiled, "Oshii."
"It better be," letting out a laugh and began eating too.
"Could you tell me more," she took another bite, chewed and swallowed, "what was it like looking after my inner self?"
"She was, how do I put it…? A stubborn child," he laughed. "Another thing, and she won't admit it now, but she was quite clingy, especially when it came to me. Always going where I went, never giving me peace the blasted child!"
Moka laughed, the stubborn part was true, but knowing something else was nice.
They chatted until they were done eating, and Moka found out a lot more about her other self, the funny moments, and the happy and fun moments of the childhood her other self had. The only thing that bothered Moka now was why, just why her other side dismissed him, hated him, despised him despite all the times he was there.
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Her Oji-san cleared the table, and took them into the kitchen. And while her Oji-san was in the kitchen, she heard a noise of wind and a banging of a window, then a shadow upon her, and a noise of something being set on wood quickly. She turned her body and head to see what it was. The bedroom of her Oji-san was lit, and whatever it was inside was gone.
"How did that happen?" she thought getting up, and walked to the room door. Inside this bedroom was a queen size bed with a red silk duvet and white pillows. A bedside table, a cupboard, and a small draw cupboard. The window that was open, made the curtain sway.
It was grand this bedroom, but what really caught her eye was on the bedside table, a small glass vial with a rubber casing, sealing away a yellow substance from getting out. She went over and touched it. And she felt something, a strong burning sensation.
"Moka-san," she heard a voice behind her.
She turned to see her Oji-san standing there in the door way with a wine glass filled with a purple substance. She felt like he would tell her to leave, she had just invaded his room, and it would look like she was snooping around.
"Would you like dessert?" he asked.
"Dessert?" she thought, they just had pancakes and now dessert? "No, I really think I should be going," she had been there for over an hour and a half and needed to get back to her dorm.
She got to the door way but he stopped her by getting in her way. She looked up at him hanging above her.
"Would you like me to escort you?" he asked, even though there was still some light out left.
"No, really, I'll be fine Oji-san." Even if this was a nice gesture, she couldn't accept it, he had done enough.
With an "okay" he got out her way and they walked to the front door, he opened the door and she got out.
"Mate Moka-san."
She turned and smiled, "Hai?"
"Um, thanks for yesterday, letting Mo-chan out to help me."
"I was happy to help, Oji-san."
"And are you sure you don't want me to escort you princess?"
"Hai," Princess? She laughed at that, then turned again and walked away, while he closed the door behind her.
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Half way to the dorms.
"I had told you to be careful around him," said inner Moka.
Moka looked down, seeing the rosary glowing red.
"Ura, when did you?"
"I felt something bad from whatever you touched, and I don't want to know what it was. And I also felt him after that. Just stay away from him, do you hear me?"
"I don't believe you."
"Nani Omote? What do you mean?" That was sudden.
"I said I don't believe Oji-san is dangerous. He's kind, sincere and nice."
"Omote! Believe me when I say this, he's not to be trusted! You don't know him like I do!" there was anger in her tone.
"And what of you Ura? I don't know what happened, or why you hate him, but I know he's a good person, and he's our family, how can you do that?" Her tone was a bit shaky.
She saw the rosary glow vanished. As much as she didn't like speaking up to people this way, this time she had to, even if it was her scary side. It was a good thing Ura stopped before the conversation got out of hand.
Inner Moka however watched her, even with the rosary glow not being there, keeping her bickers to herself. Her other side had become so blind. So blind. Outer Moka wasn't ever like this. Her Oji had done this, manipulating her by making her take interest in him and now be used as a pawn, a puppet with him pulling the strings. And she wasn't going to listen to reason either, and she bet not even Tsukune could convince her. One day she'll see it, and when that happens, it will be Outer Moka's fault, and not hers.
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It punctured the surface, and a substance was sucked down a needle and rested in a tube. Draken sat on his bed, holding a syringe in his hand a quarter full of a yellow substance. He had drawn out a substance from another vial. After he got what he needed, he set the vial down on the side table next to the vial containing yellow, then moved it in circular motion and then flicked it with his finger, making sure it mixed slightly and that there were no air bubbles. Then picked up a casing next to his wine glass and sheathed it on the needle, to make sure it wasn't damaged in any way.
He fully opened the side table draw that was half open, and set the syringe next to a nine millimeter Caliber standard gun. Then the vials, and then closed the draw to pick up his glass. As he gulped down a sip he heard the phone ring. He got up to grab his phone that was on the draw cupboard. He swiped his one finger across the screen, then looked at the time before putting it by his ear.
"Konban wa," he said. "Thanks for sending… You didn't? Thanks no less…" he went over to the window, to bend down and put his elbows down on the sill. He watched the last speck of sun go down, waiting for the darkness of night to come. "Oh? You don't say, that sounds fun…" a grin formed on his face, he picked up his one arm with the glass to his mouth and drained the contents. "I can't wait, I'll have my fingers crossed." And then the caller hung up.
Well, what a way to end this chapter eh? xD I cannot wait for next time! See ya! :3
