"So let me get this straight." A heavily bandaged Kokoa stated as she, along with Inner Moka and Harry were sitting at the breakfast table while drinking hot tea. "Outer Moka saw this child collapsed on the road while it was raining and she rushed out and grabbed him, wrapped him in the only coat she was using to protect herself from the rain and rushed back inside and collapsed in the living room?" Kokoa asked while Inner Moka calmly drank her tea.
"Yes, pretty much. Stupid, isn't she?" Inner Moka replied. Kokoa shook her head as she took a sip from her tea.
Harry looked between the two sisters in confusion. But really, his attention was focused on Moka. She looked so different now...Her hair was now silver rather than pink, her eyes were blood-red and not emerald green, and her gaze was stern and cold rather than soft and kind. He didn't know what to make of all this. And he was afraid to talk to this new Moka.
Kokoa took a quick glance at Harry and saw him looking at Moka. "Something wrong kid?" Kokoa asked him, causing him to jump.
"N-No..." He replied softly. "I...I don't have anything to say..." Inner Moka rolled her eyes, figuring that he was confused about what happened to her other.
"I guess I'd better explain..." She grumbled. So Inner Moka explained about the Rosario that was normally attached to her collar and how that when it was removed, the Moka he knew became her. She also explained that she was the real Moka while the pinked haired version of her originated from the Rosario.
Harry stared at her in awe. It was like...magic... He shook that thought out of his head. It couldn't be magic, magic doesn't exist. His uncle said so.
Inner Moka shot Harry a cold glance. He cringed under her gaze. "Just to let you know now, while my other wants you around, I don't care about you at all." Inner Moka told him.
Harry cringed at her harsh words, but nodded in understanding. At least she wasn't outright hating him like Vernon was... "...It's okay if you don't like me...I don't like me either..." Inner Moka raised an eyebrow at his comment while Kokoa looked at him in shock.
Kokoa turned to her sister. "Sis, you can't still feel like that about him after he just said...THAT!"
Inner Moka looked at Kokoa with a bored expression. "This doesn't change anything." Inner Moka started while she felt a twinge in her heart but ignored it.
"Seriously?!" Kokoa exclaimed. "The cute little guy just said he hates himself! You don't feel even a LITTLE bad for saying that?!"
"No, I do not." She told her, feeling the twinge again.
Kokoa pouted. "...Okay, bring the other one back."
She rolled her eyes. "Fine, I didn't want to deal with this anyway." She said as she grabbed the Rosario off the table and clipped it back onto her necklace causing a bright light to fill the room to reveal the pink haired Moka when the light dimmed and disappeared.
Outer Moka looked disoriented, and shook her head to clear the dizziness. "I feel dizzy." The pink haired vampire said as she shook her head and saw Harry's happy face staring at her. She smiled back. "Hi...sweetie..." She mumbled out before sitting in a chair. "Ugh...Just a sec, okay?" Harry nodded as Moka placed her forehead on the table and groaned. At least she had stopped passing out whenever she put the rosary back on...
After a few minutes, she raised her head and stared at Harry with a loving gaze. Harry whimpered and hugged her tightly. She hugged him back and rested his head above her heart as she rubbed the back of his head.
"She hates me..." Harry said softly. "She really really hates me..."
Moka frowned as she mentally scowled at Inner Moka's behavior. "I don't know what her problem is, but she is missing out on something fantastic." Moka told him. Harry smiled at her cutely, then rested his head on her chest.
Meanwhile, Inner Moka was looking at Harry through the Rosario, feeling emotions she never felt before. She suddenly felt...regret for telling Harry how she felt... She tried to shrug the feeling off with no success what so ever. And this caused her further frustration.
'Damn it! Why am I feeling like this towards that brat!' Inner Moka yelled in her mind, feeling more pain in her heart after saying that. She growled in anger and slammed her head against the walls of the rosary.
While this was happening, Outer Moka was having a pleasant conversation with Kokoa.
"So I can't help but notice you're...not trying to get rid of me." Moka said softly. Kokoa looked at her for a moment before realizing what she meant.
"Well...Thing is...The kid's gonna need you...Sis doesn't like him..."
Moka's eyes darkened at the mention of Inner Moka's dislike for Harry but smiled at Kokoa. "Thank you Kokoa."
"This doesn't mean I consider you my sister though." Kokoa said with a pout.
Moka couldn't help but giggle at her pout. "You look so cute when you pout." Moka stated.
"No I don't!" Kokoa protested before turning away and crossing her arms with a huff. At that moment, Moka bursted out laughing. "Ah, bite me." Kokoa muttered indignantly. Harry just watched the exchange with curious eyes. Moka smiled over at him.
"How are you feeling Harry?" Moka asked him.
"B-Better...At least you like me..." Harry replied shyly. Moka gave him a sad smile as she rubbed his back.
"She'll come around." She said softly. "I'm sure of it..." 'At least, I hope she does.' Moka thought to herself as she continued to interact with Harry and Kokoa.
Inner Moka remained silent...