Rosario Diaries: Blood And Moon - Chapter 10

"W-Where...am I?" her voice asked. "Hello?" she called, her voice echoing back at her. "Hello? Is anyone there?" she repeated, only to have her voice echo again. She was in a dark room, filled with nothing but darkness and emptiness. She didn't know where she was, or why she was here. She wanted to leave, to see the colors fill her life again. The darkness around her, suddenly started to subside to show an image of a large white tower, sand around it. "What a minute... This is Los Noches. But what am I doing back here? Wasn't I suppose to-" she was immediately cut short, when she felt a sudden, familiar pressure crash over her. "What is this? It seems so familiar...but why?" Her eyes traveled up the building. As she finally reached the top, her eyes shot opened in horror. There on top of the tower, were two people. She saw a black-haired guy, who was in a frightening form, holding a guy with a mass of orange hair, with his tail.

The dark guy turned to her...his eyes emotionless as well as his face. In her eyes, he looked scary. Really scary. "So you've come. How nice." he spoke as he held his opponent with his tail.

"I-Ichigo..." she whispered, not understanding the situation.

"You're just in time, watch closely." continued the guy, lifting up his finger towards Ichigo's chest. She watched in sheer horror as a dark cero appeared in the tip.

A huge blast came, leaving nothing but a hole in his chest...

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Moka's body shot up in the darkness of her room. Her breathing was shallow, tears drenching her face, her body drenched in cold sweat, all over. Moka slammed her face in her hand, letting herself cry. After finishing what she had to do, she walked towards the bathroom to clean herself up. She splashed the warm water near her face, making sure that she was fully awake. 'Why? Why did I dream about something bad happening to Kurosaki-kun?' she asked herself, so many questions swarming in her head

The Next Day...

Moka walked to school in silence. It was like this. It was sometimes like this. She would usually keep her problems to herself and solved them, without anyone's help. Even if they did asked to help her, she wouldn't let them. She wouldn't. Because she'd never ask for it. As the school finally came into view, she smiled, when she saw Orihime standing near the gates. Moka abruptly stopped at what she saw. Orihime was talking to a guy. A guy, that had made his first appearance in school yesterday. The new transfer student; Shinji Hirako. 'Why is she talking to him? Not that I don't like it, or anything But why?' This guy gave her a vibe. An uneasy, bad vibe. Instead of just being suspicious like she wanted to, she sauntered up towards Orihime, with a smile. "Good morning, Hime-chan!"

"Oh, good morning, Moka-chan. How are you?"

Before Moka could say anything back, Shinji had appeared in front of her, with a wide grin. "Hello, I don't believe met. My name is Shinji Hirako. And you are, my beautiful lady?"

Moka felt a little nervous and uneasy, but just decided to go along with it. "Moka Akashiya." she introduced, taking a bow.

"What a beautiful name for a beautiful young woman, such as yourself." Shinji said before taking her hand, placing a kiss on her knuckles.

"U-Uh, thank you." she stuttered out with a smile.

Orihime smiled at her friend. "Isn't he cool, Moka-chan?"

"U-Uh, y-yeah. Sure."

Ichigo sat in his desk, his mind retracting back to last night, for some reason. 'So who the hell did that other spiritual pressure, belonged to?' he pondered in thought, remembering every little thing that happened. He had searched high and low, for an unusual amount of spiritual pressure, that attacked him. 'Who ever it was, is gone without a trace.' Ichigo, then grimaced in frustration. 'This is all because of that bastard, Hirako.'

"You see, I'm a vizard."

"You are one of us, Ichigo."

"You do not belong with them, Ichigo. Just stop fighting it. You've got to know that you do not belong with them."

As those words were repeating over and over in his head, he felt like he couldn't do anything, but just sit there. Meanwhile, Moka and Orihime, along with Shinji walked in.

"Hello, Ichigo! Good morning!" Orihime greeted, with a smile.

"Hello, there, Ichigo! Good morning!" Shinji greeted secondly, acting as if nothing between them, happened last night.

Ichigo watched him, stunned, but didn't show it. 'I don't believe it. Hirako showed up ,liked nothing happened.' he suspected.

"Uh...let's see...uh..." Orihime stuttered, trying to remember his name.

"Shinji, right?" Moka guessed correctly, helping out Orihime.

"Wow! You remembered my name! I can't believe it!" he exclaimed happily, before throwing his arms around Moka, surprising her. "You're amazing, Moka-dear." he said, making her confused. Ichigo's eyes narrowed at Shinji as he embraced Moka.

'Moka-dear?' she repeated as if it she didn't like it.

"WHAT?! WHAT IS THIS?!" Keigo shrieked, not quite happy of what was going on. "JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

Shinji glanced behind him, with an irritated look. "What's going on? Who's making all that noise?" he growled, not happy that he was being interrupted. "Who in the hell are you?!" he asked, addressing to Keigo, who seemed shocked by that question.

"What do you mean who am I? You got a lot of nerve, asking me that! You act like you're best friends with the people in this classroom. I've known them a lot longer than you have, Mister Johnny-Come-Lately!"

"Already been shot down, this morning. Have we?" Mizuiro mused, with a smile.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER, YOU PERVERT! SHE OBVIOUSLY DOESN'T LIKE IT!" Keigo boomed, with fury.

"Are you crazy? If she didn't like it, she would have screamed, or hit me over the head with her book bag." Shinji implied, putting a hand on Moka's shoulder, making her more uncomfortable. She now wished, she would have done those things; scream, or hit him over the head. "But she didn't do that, which is proved that she's not uncomfortable at all. Am I right, Moka-dear?" he asked Moka, leaning slightly into her.

"You're implying that I'm the one, who's out of line? You're behaving badly and everyone knows it." he fretted, tear droplets form on the corner of his eyes. "C'mon, guys! Tell this creep off! Give me some support!" he shouted, hoping someone will volunteer, which no one did.

He suddenly felt a femine hand appear on his shoulder. "It's alright. Don't worry, I got your back." a female voice sounded behind him, her grip tightening on his shoulder. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Chizuru cracking her knuckled in fury and rage. "Leave this to me. He won't bother us anymore." Before Keigo try to reason with her, he was thrown out of the way. "He has to pay, right?! Moka is too sweet a girl to say something, even she's being treated badly, a creep like you takes advantage of her good nature, and indiscriminately goes around, attempting to hug her, shall not be allowed to live!" Chizuru roared, her face cascading with malicious and evil.

"U-Um... I know this isn't something you want to hear, Chizuru." Keigo feared, half of his face blue in fear. "But following your logic, y-you should be first one, who gets wiped out." he reasoned as she exploded about being...who knows what. "Maybe you could just let him off, with a warning?"

From the corner of Moka's eyes, she saw Ichigo silently stand up, his bangs shadowing over his eyes. He sauntered over towards Shinji, alerting everybody's attention. Shinji drawled back in fear as he saw that Ichigo was coming towards him. Ichigo's arm reached out and grabbed Shinji by the front of his shirt. "Come out here for second, Hirako." he divulged darkly, dragging Shinji along with him and none to gently either.

Moka watched the two of them leave, not understanding what just happened. She turned to Orihime, who seemed confused as well as the others, around them.

Shinji grunted in pain as he was slammed against the wall, by Ichigo. "Maybe you're not aware of it, but that really hurts. And what you getting so mad about, anyway? It's not like Moka is your girlfriend. I mean, let's face, Ichigo. You're socially inept. You and I both know that a hottie like that, isn't going to give you the time of day, right?"

"Shut the hell up!" Ichigo growled, blushing a little at the thought of Moka being his girlfriend. "And I expect you to apologize to her, when you go back in there. You should know better." he scolded, not appreciating what he did to his Moka, in the classroom. 'Whoa! Wait a second! Since when did Moka become mine?!' he screamed in his head.

Shinji's eyes rolled over to the side, not completely feeling remorse for his actions. "Yeah. Well, that's just a matter of opinion. But anyway, you don't have the right to be telling me what to do." he stated, sticking out his tongue, completely bored.

"Hirako," Ichigo started, raising up Shinji slightly. "All I want to know is what the hell you're doing here." he demanded, glaring at him.

"Well, now that's a stupid question. What do you think I'm doing? I'm a student and I have to go to school." Shinji lied, being slightly sarcastic.

"You had one reason for coming to this school. It was to somehow recruit me into your ranks. And if so...you have no reason to be here anymore!" Ichigo declared.

"I'll be the judge of that." Shinji said in a mone tone voice, making Ichigo grunt in response. "Surely, you don't think I've given up. I mean, just because of what happened between you and me, yesterday." Shinji said. "You'll find that I don't give up so easily. I'm going to follow you around, until you say yes. Besides, it's too late. Once the symptoms appear, vizards can never become normal again. And no matter what you may think, you're already on our side, Ichigo," He watched as Ichigo became slightly intimidated by his words. Shinji let out a sigh, closing his eyes. "Moka, Orihime, The big guy, Four eyes...you think that they're all friends of yours?" he questioned, before opening his eyes. "Well you're wrong. Fact is, they're only your friends for the time being. If you continue to be a soul reaper, sooner or later, you'll be swallowed up by the hollow inside. Because you will lose your sanity, when that happens, it's all over. Your power will destroy everything around you. Your friends and your future, even your identity will be blown to smithereens." Shinji explained to a shocked Ichigo.

Little did they know, that a certain someone was somewhere, around the corner, listening on their conversation, quite confused and interested in what a "vizard" meant.

In Class 1-3...

"Ichi-go!" Keigo sanged out, swinging by Ichigo's desk, who was silently packing up to leave. "How bout' we swing by the old arcade on the way home, what do you say?" he offered with a big smile.

"Sorry." sighed Ichigo as he stood up, walking away from him. "I need sometime alone."

"Ichigo?" Keigo called out, hoping to get Ichigo's attention, but wasn't able to. "What's the deal, Mizurio?" He walked towards Mizurio's desk, pointing towards the direction, Ichigo left. "Ichigo sure is acting weird."

Moka watched that same spot, Ichigo left in concerned. She knew exactly why Ichigo was acting strange. 'It's because of that new transfer student. I know. I just know it is.' she predicted in her head. 'Kurosaki-kun, what has he done to you to make you act this way?'

Moka stood up, not feeling up to finishing the rest of the day at school, when she felt a hand land on her shoulder. "Moka-chan, how you and I, go by the arcade instead, huh?" Keigo offered, this time to Moka.

Moka turned to Keigo and gave him a sweet, small smile. "I'm sorry, Asano-kun. I wish I could, but I'm just not feeling well today." she implied, watching Keigo's face turn from happy to bawling face. "I'm sorry. Maybe another time." she said, excusing herself.

Moka sat in her room, writing about what happened today and just now. 'I wonder what happened with Kurosaki-kun and Hirako-san. Kurosaki-kun seemed very different, when he came back. Although, I did sense that he was strange in someway. That must be the reason, why Kurosaki-kun was acting so different.' Before she could think of anything else, she suddenly felt a huge amount of spiritual pressure crash over her. Moka jolted up, shocked that she hadn't felt this much spiritual pressure before. It felt familiar. Very familiar. Her eyes shot opened in shock "No. W-Why are they here at a time like this?" Wanting to get there before it's too late, she got dressed and ran out of the house, towards the place where the spiritual pressure was coming from.

Finally arriving at the right time, Moka saw two arrancars; Ulquiorra and Yammy, who were both standing over Orihime, who looked frigtened. She wanted to go help her friend, but at the same time, she didn't want to be seen with the likes of a human by her tribe of arrancars and espadas. She was allied with the likes of a soul reaper, so she couldn't help her. 'Oh no, Hime-chan.' Moka felt her insides swell up in fear and horror, when Ulquiorra ordered Yammy to kill her, which he gladly obliged to as his hand reached out to grab Orihime. Orihime's eyes widen as she stood there, not knowing what to do next.

Suddenly, a blade of a zanpakto came into view in her pupils as well as the others'. Moka eyes went wide, like saucers, when she realized, who was holding the zanpakto. Ichigo Kurosaki. Moka gave a sigh of relief, both glad and astonished that he had showed up, with no fear in his eyes. 'Thank goodness, she's alright.'

"Sorry, Ichigo." Orihime apologized meekly.

"It's alright. I'm sorry that I couldn't get here sooner." Ichigo reassured.

Orihime looked away, guilt showering her face. "No, I mean...all of this is my fault." she said, referring to Tatsuki and Chad, who were both lying on the ground, both unconscious. "If I...if I was stronger, I could've stopped this."

"There's no need for you to apologize." Ichigo reassured. "You did everything you could." he added, before glaring at both Ulquiorra and Yammy. "Now, I'm going to deal with these two and end this." He put a hand to his arm, alarming Yammy, and especially Moka. "Bankai!" he chanted, and right away a huge amount of spiritual pressure exploded around him as well as the others. Moka looked on, shock that he had this much spiritual pressure. 'He has a bankai? Then that must mean...'

To Be Continued...

I'm just going to end right here for now. And I'm thinking about not tampering with Moka's abilities, until I've figured something out. If you want, I could probably have Moka expose herself in the next chapter. That'll be a big shocker, wouldn't it?