I don't own Hanazuki: Full of Treasures.

Hanazuki and Red were now in a grey, foggy void rather than a blank white space. Confused, the former looks down at Red for an explanation.

"Wait for it," the Hemka smirks.

The fog disappears to create a whole replica of a part of Hanazuki's moon, specifically the red Treasure Tree grove and the cave where she had found Basil Ganglia. Just looking at the cave filled the Moonflower with a sense of frustration, which surprised her greatly.

"What are we doing here?" Hanazuki asks.

"You remember how you grew this entire grove of trees, don't you?" Red bounces around Hanazuki in a circle.

"How could I forget...? Basil Ganglia only cared about himself when the moon was at stake," she scoffs in response, "and not to mention, while you -I mean, my Red Hemka- were dying, all he cared about were his stupid waffles!"

"Wow," the emotion muses, "you are already making excellent progress. Basil is a person that angers you very much. That feeling could very easily overwhelm the Despair."

"How so?"

"The root of your despair is the Big Bad," the Hemka clarifies, "you do not remember, but there was a time when you accidentally made physical contact with it while you were trying to flee from it before, and now its effects are corrupting your abilities. It creates only black Treasure Trees and will take control of you if you cannot overwhelm it."

"WHAT!?" Hanazuki starts to hyperventilate, "Why didn't you tell me? Am I going to...?"

"No, no. Now that you know this, if you are angry, you have to show it," Red smiles, "that's how you can save yourself."

"But what do you mean by the Big Bad taking control of me?"

"You don't know what the Big Bad really is?" Red stares at her skeptically.

"No! Do you?" Hanazuki lowers herself to the Hemka's height.

"Nope! I'm your emotion, how am I supposed to know if you don't?" he shrugs his ears, "But my guess that it's made of the souls of despairing and envious Moonflowers alike, and Kiazuki and Kiyoshi almost became a part of it before you came along and helped them."

"I..." The Moonflower is at a loss for words.

"Allow me to assist you in reviving your 'Moonflower power'." The Hemka suddenly vanishes after those words.

"What do you mean? Red? Red? Feisty!?" Hanazuki frantically looks around for the Hemka, only to be distracted by a familiar, grating voice from behind her, emerging from the cave.

"Red? Are you color-blind? Ah, I figured. I am clearly pastel pink, you nincompoop!"

"Basil Ganglia..." the Moonflower murmurs, turning around.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the weird flower girl with the anger issues... You need my help again? Too bad, I don't have the time..."

"My name is Hanazuki. I don't need your help. I just wanted to ask... Do you know what happened to Red Hemka?" She remembers her Feistiness is not a real Hemka and this was still a dream. This was still quite confusing to her. "Er, my emoti-"

"You mean the infected one? Gah, no! Keep it away from me! It better not be in my cave..."

"He recovered. He is not an it. All you cared about was your stupid waffles when he could have died! It's still all about you, isn't it? You wouldn't even care if you were on this moon all by yourself, would you? You would just claim ownership of the entire thing, right?"

"Actually, that does sound great," the brain replies, "now if I only had limbs..."

Hanazuki feels anger bubbling inside of her, her dress and her hair begin to glow a fiery, passionate red to match her mood.

"Seriously!?"

"Well, living on this moon with all of you lesser beings bugging me so much has been no picnic..."

"I can't believe..."

The moon scenery and Basil suddenly fizzle out like a projector screen being shut off, returning to the foggy grey void.

"Wha...? What just..?"

"Very good, Hanazuki!" Her Feistiness runs to the Moonflower joyfully. He's actually glowing a bright red, lighting up the void. "Your true feisty emotions have overcome despair! I'm back in business, baby!"

Hanazuki looks down at her red dress and bracelet, gasping. Her eyes light up with excitement.

"Finally... I did it..."

The Big Bad, Hanazuki's Despair, screeches as it begins to disperse from the bright light.

"Your moods are more powerful than you think, even with the Big Bad trying to bring you down." Red notices an orange door glittering in the fog, smiling softly, wrapping his ear around Hanazuki's wrist again as her red highlights fade back into white. He stops glowing as well. "I'm proud of you."

"Thank you," the Moonflower blushes lightly, "hey, why were you glowing, too?"

"I am your literal Feistiness, remember? When you feel like that, the red glow is actually me, just doin' my job, you know?"

"Oh, right." Hanazuki chuckles nervously, "I'm sorry, it's just..."

"Don't be sorry," Red smirks again, "given my current form, it's quite understandable. And this is quite a strange experience for you as well."

The Hemka leads Hanazuki to the glimmering orange door.

"Oh? Are we going somewhere else now?"

He shakes his head in response, his ears drooping.

"You've been reminded of your very first mood already. You don't need my assistance anymore. It's time for you to go on, Hanazuki. I have to stay here."

"But-" the Moonflower picks Red up in a panic, hugging him close. "I don't want to go alone! Please don't make me, please..." she pleads, but the emotion is unwavering.

"Hanazuki," Red starts, "You aren't going to be alone. I'm not the only Emotion here, you know. And because I'm a part of you, I'm always with you in a way. So there's that."

She gently puts him down, calmer now. "Okay." She felt strange from the fact that the personification of her anger and impulsiveness was trying to calm her.

"You must go on. The next Emotion is waiting for you. I think you'll like him..." Another smirk crosses Red's face.

"Why?" Hanazuki smiles.

"Color of the door gives a clue."

She turns to the entrance.

Orange. A big smile crosses her face.

"He's pretty crazy," Red states.

"I know," the Moonflower beams, "wouldn't have him any other way." She hugs Red again tightly before her departure, adding a light kiss on his forehead. "Thank you so much for your help."

"You're welcome. Good luck with the rest, and thank you for coming, my dear."

Red waves Hanazuki goodbye as she gets to her feet and exits through the orange doorway, entering somewhere new and unknown.

But she knew she was fine.

feisty is kind of posh and verbose... it's funny because it's not what you'd expect from the one representing anger and stuff ahahahaha... I need to go to bed