Meshiro sat in the back of the guild looking at a few request pages while drinking a cup of tea. Her cheek still stung, but it looked much worse than it actually felt. Unfortunately, Wendy had left on a mission early that morning and was going to be gone for some time, or the injured girl would have asked her if she could fix it up, and with Athena not due back until tomorrow, she knew healing was going to have to wait. She didn't want her sister to have to see what she had done. She held onto hope that Akajii had struck her without fully thinking of the consequences and was probably on her way to apologize and make up with her now. Erza came back over and sat down in the seat she was previously occupying. She was supposed to have left with Natsu, Gray, Lucy, and Wendy as well, but had decided to stay behind. She was holding a few requests of her own now too, easy ones that could be performed around town.

"Thinking of going on a request I see?" She asked Meshiro curiously.

"Yeah, I want to go out with my group when Athena gets back."

"Maybe you should give JiJi some space for a bit."

Meshiro looked up in shock, "W-what do you mean?" She stammered. "Why would I need to give her space?"

"Well, seeing as she's the one who gave you that cut on your cheek, I have a hard time believing that she would want to go on any missions to quickly," She stated knowingly.

Meshiro put down the paper she had been examining and looked at her tea, "How did you know it was Akajii's doing?"

"I've seen my fair share of injuries Shiro, and you don't get a cut like that with all that bruising by running into a tree branch. That's more like an injury that came from a well-placed backhand, and I think she may have also added a little bit of her wood-maker magic to the hit as well, knowingly or unknowingly." She said. Erza was right though. When she woke up this morning and changed the gauze, she was shocked to see the bruises left behind as well as the large swollen cut on her cheek. Her sister was obviously not holding anything back when she had hit her.

"She didn't mean to, I know she didn't. I was a little too quick to divulge those secrets last night to you guys. She was mad because I should have waited for Athena to come back before telling anyone like we've discussed. Akajii sometimes gets a little too angry is all. She has always had a hard time dealing with her emotions, but we've always had Athena or Michi around to help talk her down. I think things have just been getting a little too stressful for her" She defended.

"If it's stressful for her, then you'd be feeling it too, but I don't really see you striking her first, or back after she hit you. Besides, you ladies are what, twenty-seven? By now, she should have a better handle on her anger," Her frustration was starting to show as she continued on. "High-stress levels or not, there is no reason to hit your teammate in anger like she did. When your sister gets here, I think we should give her a stern talking to about controlling her emotions."

As if on cue, Meshiro heard her sister call out her name from the other side of the guild. She peeked around the armored girl in front of her and was shocked at what she saw. Her sister looked disheveled. Her short red hair, which was naturally unruly like their Father's, was messier than ever as if she hadn't even tried to brush it this morning. When she looked at Meshiro, she looked relieved for a second, but that quickly dissolved into a look of horror, most likely because of the bandage on her face. Erza sighed and slowly stood up, turning around to talk to Akajii.

When her sister realized that Erza had stood up and was staring at her, a look of fear came over her, which confused Meshiro, because her sister was normally fearless, often times reckless, when caution should be used. Now, she backed up in fright, bumping into Mirajane. Her white-haired friend looked at her with concern seeing Akajii's fear, so she tried to say something to her that Shiro couldn't catch. Instead of being comforted, her sister backed up again, looking around in terror. Mira reached out her hand to steady her, but she pushed it away.

The Guild had taken notice of the commotion and some were standing up to get a better view. This seemed to set Akajii into a state of panic. She went pale and had sweat dripping visibly down her body, and was looking around like a trapped animal, her breath coming in harsh rasps that even Meshiro could hear. Erza started walking towards her, calling out soothingly, trying to calm her down and Mira had stepped in front of Akajii to block her way. She was talking to her also, trying to get the red-head to focus on her.

Akajii looked around in fear and confusion again, then she slammed into Mirajane and forcefully pushed her to the floor. This caused many of the guild members to rush forward to help capture the crazed girl. She dodged all of the well-meaning hands reaching out to grab her easily and sprinted out the door, running faster than she had ever seen her sister run before. No one else tried to give chase but Meshiro, but she was held back by a firm grip on her arm. She turned around to chastise whoever it was but stopped short when she saw Lisanna holding her arm. She had a knowing look in her eyes that made Meshiro stop struggling to free herself.

"Your sister needs to be alone right now," She said simply, an almost pained look in her eyes.

"No," She said pleadingly. "She needs me. Please. She looked so scared."

"I know, but it all started when she saw the bandage on your cheek," She said carefully. "Did you guys have a fight last night?"

Meshiro nodded her head without saying a word and slumped miserably to the seat behind her. "It's all my fault." She whispered.

Lisanna sat down next to her and finally removed her grip. "If you had a fight, its both of your fault. It's hard to fight someone who doesn't respond," She said with a wisdom beyond her years. "Come on. How about we go back to your seat and you can finish your tea. I'll sit with you and you can tell me all about it." Lisanna gently placed a hand on Shiro's shoulder, standing her up and steering her back to her seat.