Rosario Diaries: Chapter 15
Moka laid sprawled under the covers, her head resting on her pillow. She wasn't sleeping...she didn't even feel like sleeping. Right now, she just didn't feel like doing anything, after the incident that happened last week. It's all her fault. It's all her fault that all of this happened to the people she cared for, even the people who are her enemies. Grimmjow had his arm lopped off by Tousen, because he disobeyed Aizen's orders. Her enemies that she considered friends, were all hurt because of her. After they found out her true colors, Ichigo, Orihime, and especially the others were all shocked of her true identity. Orihime, of course was shocked and heartbroken, but she didn't hate Moka for it. Ichigo was too shocked to speak to Moka. He didn't even look at her, call her name, or even walk with her. It just pure silence between the two of them, now. Orihime hasn't been paying much attention to her lately. To make matters worse, she has been exiled from her clan by Aizen, as punishment for letting her enemies find out her identity and for trying to protect them in the first place.
Today, she decided to just miss school. She didn't feel like attending school, nor wanted to be inside the school. She just wanted to stay here...for the remainder of her life, without letting Ichigo and Orihime know, that she was alive. Every now and then, she would just think Ichigo and Orihime, hated her. She just wanted to die. Moka raised up and dangled her feet out of the bed. She ran a hand through her long pink locks, before heading towards the closet to get dressed.
Moka walked along the roads of Karakura, wearing a red hoodie, with slightly torn jeans with converse. She didn't even care what was going on around her. She didn't even care about the bad weather that seemed to be going on in the skies. She just let the hard rain crash within her body. While trudging through the rain, she had an emotionless expression upon her features. She sat on a bench in a park, not caring if she caught a cold. Ever since the day she got here at Karakura...the people around her were much friendlier towards others as she thought. Orihime, Tatsuki, Ichigo and many others that she were all friends with were so...friendly and it kind of...surpised her and made her feel warm. Whenever she was with Orihime and her friends, she'll feel like a normal person, who was always kind and caring towards anyone around her. When she met Ichigo, she couldn't help come to like him just as she liked Tsukune. He was nice, caring, and funny. After school, he would always walk her home before walking himself home. She actually thought of him as her best...untill today.
Deciding to go somewhere else, other than sit on the bench, she stood up and started walking, exploring the small town. As she walked, she passed a small restaurant. She glanced through the window and instantly felt her heart shatter into a million pieces. There was Orihime, with Rukia and Rangiku, laughing and talking. She didn't notice her. None of them notice she was there, standing in front of them through the window. Moka closed her eyes sadly and walked away, not caring if they notice her, or not. Little did she know, that one person, or two has noticed she was there the whole time.
She stared up at the cloudy skies, letting the rain collide with her emotionless face. She knew that the tears that fell against her, weren't for anyone else but her. The tears were being shed for her...from the cloudy skies. If only she could go back in time and fix every mistake that was made in the past, her life itself would be a little easier on her. The only thing she could wish for, is happiness. Shinji was right. Shinji was telling the truth. Aizen didn't care for her, he only cared about gaining power from her. She regretted looking up to Aizen as her lord. She didn't even know what to call him, after witnessing his true colors. She felt like a complete fool to have buyed every single word, he told her.
Moka's drenched hand, knocked on the door of the Kurosaki home. It didn't take long, before the door swung open to reveal Yuzu. "Oh, hi, Moka-chan!" Moka only smiled at Yuzu, not answering her. "Well, come make yourself at home." Yuzu offered, stepping aside for Moka.
The pink-haired girl shook her head calmly. "No. It's okay, Yuzu-chan." she rejected softly, making the younger girl confused. She suddenly dug in her pocket and pulled a soft pink envelope. "Would you mind handing this to your brother, though?" she asked, handing the note to Yuzu.
"Of course I will." smiled the girl.
"And...could you tell him...that..." She looked at Yuzu, with a soft expression. "...I'm sorry..." Becoming quite confused, the sandy-haired girl just gave a nod. Moka gave a sad smile. "Thank you." After the two words were said, she walked away, without a single glance.
Hearing the soft pitter-patter of rain, she walked along the side walks, not caring if she caught a cold, or something bizarre. She didn't care about her health. Right now, she just wanted to die. To get away from the pain, she was feeling within her heart. It hurt. It hurt her so bad, that she couldn't bear to think about the future. 'What's the point in living, when you lose everything in the world, important to you?' she pondered in her head. 'Look at me. I'm walking around, mourning over the loss of my friends, instead of going out for revenge for what...that monster and his clan did to me.' Now, she didn't know what to call him now, after showing his true nature towards her, along with his clan members.
A loud hollowed roar interrupted her thoughts. She glanced towards the hollow, with an emotionless expression. She didn't care about slaying the hollow, nor feel fear around it. She just felt nothing. Emptiness. The only thing she could do was nothing. She watched as the hollowed hand came swiping down at her. Right now, everything seemed slow...very slow. She couldn't hear anything around her, nor picture what was going on. As the giant hand came closer to her, she fell into a world of darkness...with no pain...or regret.
She felt a pure white, blinding light flash above her closed eye-lids. Her eyes slowly fluttered opened, due to the bright light. She instantly flew up and took a look at her surroundings. 'Wha... What is going on? Why am I back at my place?' Everything around her still looked the same. 'That's odd. I could have sworn I was...back to where that hollow was...' She carefully checked her body and froze up, when she felt something awfully odd. She touched her side to where she was injured by the hollow. Surprisingly...it wasn't there. She didn't see, nor feel it was there. "Even the wound, I received from the hollow isn't there. Was it all a dream, then?"
Like everyday as usual, she walked to school in complete silence as usual. Though, she wasn't wearing a smile, like always. She was still a little suspicious of that day, the hollow attacked her. 'How is it that I'm still alive and well, when that hollow almost killed me with his claw?' What made her even more curious, was that she somehow ended up in her room, without knowing her helped her, or healed her. 'I wonder who helped me.'
She walked into the classroom in silence. 'I could use a little school, after the week I had.' she sighed in her head. She looked around and saw Orihime talking to the two of her friends, Rukia and Rangiku. She walked over to them. "Hi, Hime-chan!" she greeted with a smile.
However, she received nothing but a nasty glare, sent from Rukia and Rangiku. Orihime looked at her, fear showing in her eyes. Without a single word to her, the three walked away from her in silence. Moka stood there stunned about what just happened. 'That's odd. What was that just now?' Before she had anymore time to think about it, the bell rung, signaling that it was time for class. As class began, she started to write on a piece of paper. She suddenly flinched, when she felt a paper ball softly pelt against the side of her head. She looked behind her to see Rukia and Rangiku both looking at her, evil smirks on their faces. Moka shook her head, before turning back around. She felt another paper ball hit her in the back of the head. This time, she didn't turn around. A few moments later, she let out a huge sigh of relief, when the bell finally rang. She strolled down the hall way in silence, but smiled brightly, when she saw a certain orange hair person. "Hi, Kurosaki-kun!" she greeted with a smile. However, she got no response. Just a glare in return as he walked by her. Moka stared after him, confused and stunned by his actions. 'Did he just look at me like that?' she pondered. Ichigo never glared at her, like that before. 'What's going on? Why is Kurosaki-kun and everyone else, including Hime-chan treating me like this? Did I do something wrong?'
Lunch finally came for the students of Karakura high. Moka decided to go outside to eat her lunch and saw Orihime sitting under the tree, eating her lunch and waiting for her friends to show up. She smiled softly and walked towards the orange haired girl. "Hi, Hime-chan!" she greeted with the smile. What she didn't expect from Orihime, was a look of fear as she scooted away from her. "Hime-chan, what's wrong?" she asked, stepping towards her, only to have her scoot back from her. "Hime-chan-"
"Stay back, don't come any closer!" Moka stopped in her tracks from the words, that came out of her best friend's mouth.
"Hime-chan, I'm not going to-"
"Just stay away from me!" she shrieked in pure fear. Moka opened her mouth to assure her, but Orihime beat her to the punch. "You're just like them. You're one of them. You're a monster, just like they are. You think I wanna be around someone like that? Trust them enough, for them to stab you in the back? Well, you're wrong. I don't ever want to be around someone, who works for Aizen, especially someone who's an arrancar. So do me a favor and go away!"
Moka stared at Orihime, stunned and hurt that her best friend, that appeared to be so sweet, innocent, pure would actually say those words to her...so harshly. Moka only gave her sad smile. "I see, then. That's okay, if you want nothing to do with me." she mummured, her bangs shadowing her eyes. Without a another word, she sprinted away from Orihime.
Once she made sure she was far away as possible away from the school, she silently broke down, tears wiggling themselves out of her eyes. 'Why? Why are they acting like this towards me? What did I do?' she sobbed in her head. 'Rukia and Rangiku hates me. Orihime is afraid of me. Even Ichigo hates me... But why?' Deep down inside, she wanted to know the answer to those questions, but just don't have the right answers for one them. She knew that her working for Aizen was the reason, but knew that it could be more than that. She slowly stood to her feet, her face drenched with tears. 'Is...this real?' She instantly got the answer she felt pain shoot through left shoulder. She grimaced in pain and carefully touched the spot that felt painful. As she touched her shoulder, she felt something wet and warm in her shoulder. She glanced at her hand and almost jumped out of her skin at the sight. Blood was covering half of her hand.
"Moka!" She slightly jumped, when she heard an familiar voice calling her name, faintly. "Moka! Wake up!"
"Who is that? Who's calling me? Is this...all a dream?" Before she could ask anymore, everything in her sights started to become blurry. Before she could do anything else, she fainted into a world of darkness.
There's the chapter you've all been waiting for. I'm sorry that I took so long to update this story. It's just that...I had been put through a lot with the grad exams and all, that I haven't been keeping my writing as well as my school life on track. I was going to use this as a Christmas present to you readers, who've all been supportive of my stories. And I know, that it's no excuse for me to update this late. So I hope you can forgive me for my actions. I'm giving this chapter to you...as a late Christmas present.