Mochi Ai is the sweetest, cutest, most kawaii person you could ever know. Returning to her stepmom and dad back in USA from the Harajuku district of Japan, she meets the alpha of her new school, a wolf-and-dragon hybrid named Drake. Poetic, huh? As the two get to know each other, however, Drake realizes Mochi has some nasty skeletons in the closet. What is she? Who is she?
*beep... beep... beep...*
The atmosphere was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Inside the waiting room were Neka, Shiro and Gwen, Thea and Anais... and Drake. Thea had cried herself to sleep on Anais's shoulder. Neka and Shiro prayed to God to spare their daughter. And Drake, his face was shadowed with emotionless pain. Hollow, empty... even dead. All while awaiting Mochi's condition. Finally, the doctor walked out of the room and took off his mask. "She's alright and conscious!" he exclaimed happily. Neka and Shiro hugged each other tightly, as Thea woke up and kissed Anais out of sheer happiness. Drake, however, looked sad and pained. "She says she wants to see Mister... Drake, first," the doctor said. Drake nodded and shuffled into the room. Inside, Mochi looked cheerful and healthy as ever. "Hi, Drakey!!!" she chirped. Drake sat at the foot of her bed. "Hey, Mochi... how are you doing?" he said quietly. "I'm doing great! The operation to remove the knife and stitch up my side is making me a bit sore and tired, but nothing too bad!" "That's... good to hear." There was silence. Then, all of a sudden, he squeezed Mochi's hand and tear flooded his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Mochi... only weeks ago you were sent to the hospital by Valarie... and now again, by me. I didn't want to stab you. I didn't MEAN to stab you. It just..." "Happened?" said a voice from the door. It was Neka. "I'm so glad you're doing okay, honey. The demon's gone?" "Yep! I feel so much better!" Mochi exclaimed. Drake's expression became perplexed. "Wait, what do you mean the demon's gone? The demon, as in, the mental entity that was pushed over the edge by bullying?" he asked. Neka nodded.
"Lemme ask you something, Drake; when you stabbed Mochi, was her blood... black and boiling hot?" "Yes..." "That black stuff is called demonium. Each demon-hybrid has some inside of themselves. However, some people with the condition Mochi had, their demonium levels build inside them. Eventually, if exposed to enough horrible experiences, it starts leaking. This is performed by the body so it doesn't go into toxic shock, because too much demonium is very dangerous. It can leak in tears, sweat, blood, and more. However, when you stabbed Mochi, you instantly drained her of all her demonium, saving her life, and permanently restoring her demonium levels to normal." "Sooo... I saved her by... almost killing her...?" Drake asked uncertainly. Neka nodded. "You saved her. And about her not breathing right after she passed out, it's because her body was so used to lots of demonium, it went into hypothermic shock without it." Drake looked at Mochi; she had passed out again. Probably anesthesia effects. He smiled brightly. "She's my lil' Mochi." Neka laughed. "Yep."
Mochi and the Drake."
*knock knock*
"Ah, you're here, Drake! Come in!" Gwen exclaimed. Drake instantly saw Mochi on the couch. reading a book. However, he noticed something; Mochi usually wore lots of black and white striped clothes with pink accents; she was girly and childish. However, today Mochi was wearing a simple red skirt, gaming T-shirt, and one of Drake's hoodies. Her hair was also tied into a wavy ponytail. "Hey Mochi... what's up with your clothes?" Drake asked, surprised and confused. "Oh- hey, Drakey! I wanted to try something new today! How does it look?" Mochi asked. Her voice was also not as high and cutesy as normal. Drake tried to not blush: Mochi was pretty beautiful in this outfit. "It's really pretty... but why? And where're your suspeneders?" Drake asked. Mochi shrugged. "Well, I just got out of the hospital... finally rid of a demon that's taken over my life, had a lot of time to think about some things, and y'know what? I'm gonna try and act more my age! I'm not nine anymore! I'm fourteen, and I'm ready to start acting this age!" Mochi exclaimed. Drake was shocked; Mochi was so happy with her cutesy little-girl style, why would she want to change it?! But, on the other hand... god, this change felt needed. Suddenly, Shiro called, "Guys, time to head to school! Bye, have a good day!" Mochi grinned, grabbed her backpack, and grabbed Drake's hand. "C'mon, I know a shortcut!!!" she exclaimed. With that, the two students whirled out the door.
(one more chapter alert)
