Reunion of Hecate and Ares [Voi and Adapt, Private]

The male roared, smiling broadly as he did so, before finally he fell silent, his gaze turning back to one of an unsatisfied person as he walked. "Voi... I'm finally back... To the land where I started from." He muttered simply, throwing up a hand as he stretched, a massive smile on his face. "VOI! It feels fantastic to be back home!" He said happily,a s strictly speaking he WAS a soldier that was coming back from a recent campaign. However, should anyone ever call him a soldier, he would beat the utter living hell out of them. He was a fighter, and proud of it. He was Mjesec Võrgukliendid, Iramasha of the Moon, returned to his homeland once more.

However, though he was back home in body, he could not help but think that there was something missing in spirit. ....Voi... It's missing something, though... Voi... he thought, almost sadly, continuing to walk through the streets of his homeland, the famous Lunar City. ....Voi... When will I see Shi again...?.... I want to see her. He thought simply, sighing slightly as he did so. His body was in perfect condition, as it well should be on his home planet, but he was totally nude. That was the second reason that he wanted to see Shisome, he needed another set of clothes. "Voi...I used all six she gave me before..." He counted to himself, remembering each one of the fights he had been involved in.

Micheal, the first time, when he had beaten the crap out of him and had the crap beaten out of himself in return, a truly glorious fight.

Sasuke, who caused him to go into a terrific tantrum by abandoning him, leaving him there without anyone to fight, like a child abandoned by its best friend.

Verathius, the one who nearly made him enter a tantrum like before but who came back to fight him, making a spectacle the likes of which had not been seen by Moonie ever before in his life, leading to the creation of a great moon on the planet Earth and the name of his new area, Moonieland.

Micheal, the second time, when he had gotten a rage. A rage that returned him to the time before he met Shisome, a time when the only thoughts coursing through his mind were cold, calculating ones. They weren't like him now, they were sadistic, wanting to kill anything and everything in his path to prove that he was the strongest being alive, without any consideration for how the opponent he was facing felt.

The fifth set, he wasn't really sure what happened to. He believed it got exploded while he was sleeping.

Finally, the opening fight of Moonieland between himself and Verathius, which had left him uniformless, a fight that satisfied him immensely, even if the Arrancar had been distracted.

Having completed his work, he had returned to his home, wishing to rest and think for a bit on all that had happened, as well as to reflect on the things he had done and try to straighten out what the hell he could do now, move wise. He had developed so many techniques while caught up in those fights,he didn't even know where his thoughts were at the moment. "Voi..." He sighed, as the feeling came across his body once again, the feeling of his spirit missing something, before he finally blinked.

"Voi?" He asked simply, stopping as he realized that he was in an alley slightly off the main road, like the apartment district of the lunar city, as his gaze shot directly upwards, feeling a fluctuation in energy as he shot his feet down into the ground, before he suddenly felt gravity turn off for him, his entire body flipping around and around, his hair having grown immensely from his recent battles, reaching down to past his behind as it swirled around him, the spikes sticking out all over as he floated upwards, rotating before he finally stopped, stepping onto the top of the apartment, beholding the massive city sprawled out before him.

However, his gaze was locked onto one single spot, as his red, black-ringed eyes were opened in an expression of pure joy, as suddenly without warning two large ears and a blonde tail shot out of his body, the tail wagging as he saw the shape of the thing appearing, the scent reaching his nose as the teleporting thing fully formed, and his mouth opened in an expression of pure joy, without a hint of aggression as his body ran forwards, before tackling the figure bodily in an embrace.

"SHI!"

"Vo-..."

Moonie suddenly stopped his excitement, as something unusual was happening, something that made him stop his voi, something which never, ever had occurred before. Shisome didn't budge from his tackling of her, their interaction. He held her, even as her head laid against his chest, surprising him. At once he was double surprised; surprise both that Shisome had reacted, reacted without some kind of intelligent comment of some kind, and also surprised that she had been the one to lay her head on him, an action that was very un Shisome like of her. She had taken the initiative in somethign as opposed to waiting for the Moon Iramasha to start it for her.

Moonie could smell it on her, on Shisome, a new scent to him. He could smell deep confusion. There was another scent as well, something that was developing a feeling deep inside of him; pain. It was something shocking to him, something the likes of which he had never before smelt from Shisome before, and the association of it stunned him, feeling as her legs became weak and holding her to himself, keeping her upright. "....Shisome...?" He asked simply, hearing her say his name, blinking as yet again, he sensed more new feelings from her. Pain...great pain. .... He was rendered silent, the male's mind suddenly grinding to a complete halt. Despite the fact that he could not see her eyes, he could smell it. He could smell the emptiness, and he realized something. The same sensation that had always driven his mind to this grinding halt associated with Shisome, the empty void within her that had lead to his enormous calm whenever she was around him... It had finally hurt her. The great had finally damaged her and that was the revelation that occurred to the male, his breaths coming in and out slowly as he held her form as she began to sob.

Slowly, he lowered down onto one knee while holding Shisome, allowing her knees to rest on the ground, feeling her trembling form against his body as he released one more breath, listening to her sobs fo a small time, letting her get out all the emotion that was coursing through her body, understanding on a primal level that this was important, vital, something that he should not interrupt. "....Voi... Something... You have things now, Shi." He told her simply, his tail totally still as he lowered his chin on top of her head. "...Since I last saw you, you've gotten other things... Voi... and that made you feel what you didn't have." He said simply, once again understanding it only on a primal level, thinking about how he had felt on the moon, staring up at the earth, the only time when he had ever shed tears himself, staring at the thing that had substance and life like himself, but he thought was forever, eternally out of reach for him. This was the one matter... The only matter that had first drawn him to her, as well as the thing that bonded the two of them. The void. The difference was that when Moonie had first met Shisome, she didn't have a Moonie in her life. She didn't have a color, life, essence to herself. Moonie always ahd color, but he was surrounded int he gray void of the moon rock. Shisome had had nothing and was covered in nothing, until Moonie had entered into her life.

"...." Suddenly, a single wave of fear went through his body, detectable even in his very scent. There roles were reversed, it was true. With a single word, Shisome was expressing her emotions, and MOonie was the one who was understanding, explaining the situation, a total and utter reversal of the relationship the two of them maintained. The thought had come into his mind as he thought about how she had been after that. "..........Shisome... Did.... Voi..." However, he couldn't put this part into words, and merely let out a voi instead. It was rather obvious what he was asking. He was asking if he was responsible for her being in this much pain, and if she was upset with him for it. THat was what the fear was about. He was afraid that he had hurt Shisome, the one that he had vowed to Boss James and himself to protect. The fear scent had dispelled after the first wave, just leaving him holding her to himself. "...I'm sorry for being gone for... voi... so long..." He apologized clearly to her as he held her, merely allowing for the girl to do whatever she needed to, and most of all hoping that she would be able to forgive him for what he had done to her, for being as persistent as he had been, which on an instictive level he could feel was responsible for what had been done to her to reduce her to this state, crying in ihs arms.

But there was another part of it, there was something more than the pain as well. Just as she was in pain, just as he had been terrified... There was desire in both of the two for the other that had led to their emotions. Their emotions were their greatest bindings and connections, what made them a pair inseparable and always attempting to fill in what the other was missing. They were the fills to the others holes, and this disconnection from what completed them had resulted in this pain and fear. While Moonie did not exactly realize this himself, it was nevertheless the truth, the truth of their bond, of their care for one another, their devotion to the other, in essence. It was a feeling the likes of which MOonie could compare with no other, and he knew that Shisome was more special to him than any other being in existence. It wasn't because she was a fighter or one who he went into combat with to have fun with. IT was a deeper level than that, a much deeper level that extended beyond his flesh...

And that was the reason why he had been so utterly, totally afraid.

For the first time in his life, Mjesec Võrgukliendid had felt terrified.