Both Rakaia and Luna continued to glare at each other as Luna stood in front of the door, outside of Rakaia's house with her arms crossed. She and Cana still had on their school uniforms and well as Rakaia. Their browns eyes stayed locked on each other, ignoring the other two people around him. "What are you doing here?" His question couldn't have been any clearer.
Luna returned the glare as her arms remained crossed against her chest. She didn't give him an angry glare, but a look of annoyance mixed with irritation. Her sights remained on him. "We need to talk." She simply retorted as Rakaia stood up from his bombardment with Cana, facing her with his arms resting against his sides.
"How did you even find out where I lived?" Rakaia threw another question out towards Luna as she simply just pointed towards Cana who sat at Rakaia's dinner table and began eating causing Rakaia to fall anime style with a large sweat drop forming over his head.
"Cana! You brought her here!" Rakaia yelled at her as Cana turned her head towards her best friend with a mouth full of food and crumbs around her lips.
"Well…You seemed a bit tensed…So I brought her over…" She gulped a mouthful of food as she took another bite. "I thought you two could become friends." She took another bite from a plate that she made herself.
"Friends with her!" Rakaia pointed at Luna who still remained in the door with an anger notation forming on her forehead as Rakaia pointed at her. "What the hell gave you that…?"
"Excuse you! I have a name!" Luna interrupted him.
Rakaia turned around to face her. "You're not even supposed to be over here! Why did you even follow Cana over here?" He yelled back at her. Their two heads growing at an oversized length as they continued to yell at each other.
"Because! She asked me to help her "Clueless idiot" of a friend before he gets his ass handed to him again" Luna retaliated.
"Clueless idiot!" Rakaia repeated, pushing her forehead with his. "You're the clueless idiot!" He screamed at her.
"Me?" Luna pushed back with a bit of force. "I came over here trying to help you! Because your friend ask me to and you're calling me an idiot!" Luna shot back.
"I don't need your…." Rakaia was interrupted by his mother, speaking up and ruining their shouting match.
"Oh, your Rakaia's new friend!" His mother rushed over to Luna, grabbing both hands in hers. Luna stood shocked by the sudden turn of events, but Rakaia's mother was delighted to see a new face in her household. "Oh don't just stand there sweetie come in." She lightly pulled Luna through the doorway.
Rakaia just mumbled under his breath as he crossed his arms in a pouting manner. "She's not my friend…" He slightly glanced away ignored by his mother who paid him no attention.
"Come on in sweetie," She repeated as she pushed her son out of the way, forcing him into the nearby wall.
"Oh, um well…I…I…can't just…" Luna tripped over her words as Rakaia's mom wore a big smile plastered across her face.
"Nonsense, join us; there's plenty of food to go around." His mother cut her off as she led her over to the kitchen table, ushering her to take a seat beside Cana. "Besides it's not like Rakaia eats my food anymore." She smiled at Luna who just looked up at her with a confused and uncomfortable expression.
"Hey!" Rakaia yelled from the background, behind his mother. He wore an angry face as he tried to interject with his mother's statement. "I do eat your food!" He shouted from behind her, but his mother ignored his childish rants and continued to cater to Luna and Cana.
"Here you can have Rakaia's, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." His mother gestured as she slid Rakaia's plate of food towards Luna, which caused Luna's eyes to widen as she saw the variety of edible substance that was placed before her. The variety of meat and vegetables, saturated in a pool of broth in a small bowl looked more than delicious to her.
"Hey! Don't give her my food!" Rakaia shouted from the background again, ignored by his mother as she kept her attention on the new girl that entered the house.
Luna continued to look at the food that Rakaia's mother kindly prepared and that back up to her. "I'm sorry, I really coul…." Luna's sentence was cut off by the sound of her stomach growling, causing everyone in the room to look at her as she looked up at Rakaia's mother, who gave her a wide grin in return. "Ok, I guess it couldn't hurt," Luna stated as she picked a fork to her left and displayed proper table etiquette as she began to taste his mother's cooking.
Her eyes lit up at as her taste buds responded to the fork full of meat and veggies that entered her mouth. The burst of flavor that danced on her taste buds was something that she wasn't prepared for. The taste was savored in her mouth as she dug her fork into the bowl of food once again, only to repeat the process as she brought it to her mouth to fill another gush of flavor burst out as morsel slid down her throat. "This…This is amazing!" She exclaimed as she continued eating.
"I know right! Rakaia's mom is the best when it comes to cooking!" Cana happily chimed in as she continued to eat her portion.
"Well, I'm glad that someone likes my cooking." His mom let off a light laugh as Rakaia hung his head low, pouting as he made his way to the table, sitting down on the opposite end of it. "Oh, Rakaia; it's nice of you to decide and join us." His mother spoke to him, pretending that she had forgotten that he was standing behind her.
Rakaia grumbled as he turned his head away from her, resembling an angry child as he crossed his arms with a hint of attitude coming from him. His mother smiled as she slid a bowl towards him as well. "You didn't think I would forget about you too, go ahead and eat up for once." She smiled down at her son, who stopped his childish shenanigans as he looked back up at his mother.
Her smiled warmed him a bit as she gave him a look that only a mother could. "Yea, Rakaia dig in; you know your mom always cook the best food!" Cana exclaimed as Rakaia looked over at Cana and nodded as he picked up his fork as well.
He turned his head to his mother, who stood beside him and smiled at her. "Thanks, mom." He told her as he began eating his food as well.
Rakaia's mother couldn't have been happier to see her son smile at her. "Don't thank me, you'll know I'll cook more if you'd like." She responded to him as she pulled back a seat herself and sat at the table with the kids as they all began to eat the dinner that was laid out by his mother.
"It's been quite a while since I had a table of full of hungry stomachs." Rakaia's mother spoke up as her eyes traveled across the table, eying the three teenage kids stuffing their faces with Rakaia being the messes out of the three, with Cana coming in at a close second and Luna being the only one that actually displayed in type of table manners.
"If Rakaia would just come straight home, I would be here every day," Cana commented as she swallowed a lump of a food, sending it into her stomach.
"That's probably why I don't come straight home." Rakaia countered, earning a slight glare from Cana.
"You know you don't have to be mean all the time." Cana shot back as Rakaia's mother giggled a bit.
"Yea, well you don't have to be annoying all the time either." Rakaia retorted.
"Me? Annoying?" Cana shouted as Luna looked at both Rakaia and Cana, watching the two bicker back and forth as his mother just watched them as this was just a normal thing out of a life. Cana sat back in her chair with a slight huff as she crossed her arms in annoyance. "Anyway," She began as she turned her head back to Rakaia. "I hope you've got something planned for the big fight you got coming up this week." Cana brought up as Rakaia stopped eating and slowly looked up at Cana, her eyes locked on him as were everyone else's.
"Oh, you have a match at school." His mother perked up. "How come you didn't tell me?" She asked him, trying to take interest and her son's activities.
Rakaia remained stunned as Cana had placed him in the spotlight. "It's not just any match." Her seriousness escaped her voice as Rakaia placed his fork in the bowl and stared at Cana. "You know Saitou isn't going to hold back against you, right Kaia?" Cana asked him as Rakaia never took her eyes off of her.
"Don't worry, I got this. I'll take him down and be done with it." Rakaia answered her.
"And how do you plan on doing that?" Luna stepped in as the three looked at her as she kept her eyes on Rakaia. "Your street fight brawler style isn't going to get you far, if that's all your bringing to the table," Luna told him truthfully as Rakaia glared at her for a moment.
"What do you know?" Rakaia retaliated harshly. "It's not like anyone asked for your opinion.' He added.
"You didn't, but Cana did." Her eyes remained serious as well as Rakaia quickly diverted his attention towards Cana's direction.
"Cana…" Rakaia called her name, anger slowly swelling in his voice.
"Kaia, think about it." Cana stopped him before he could get another word out. "Saitou isn't just a regular fighter, we've already fought him and his brothers and it's not like we came out unscathed." She tried to reason with him.
Rakaia's mother sat there watching the words fly across her as she watched the three students at her table, but her eyes slightly narrowed as she heard of Rakaia's expenditures and started to piece two and two together. "Luna's a former XMA fighter, she could teach us…"
"I don't need her help," Rakaia growled lightly as he turned his head towards Luna. "I'll be fine doing this on my own, I don't need your help or anyone else's in taking that jackass down." His glare was solid, but Luna stood her ground and put up a glare of her own.
"You're going to get pounded and humiliated in front of everybody and you think you don't need help?" Luna went on the attack.
"Saitou isn't that great of a fighter, he's nothing I can't handle," Rakaia answered her.
"You got in one lucky shot and you think you can beat him. Just how naïve are you?" Luna's voice rose a bit. "You have no idea who you're up against, this isn't just some friendly match where both you can slug it out and go home after. He's going to try and break you." Luna tried to reason with him.
"Then let him try!" Rakaia stood up from his chair, causing it to fall back as he glared at Luna. "I told you, I can take care of myself. I don't need someone like you trying to teach me how to quit." Rakaia sent a low blow to Luna as her eyes widen for a moment at the words that were directed towards her. Silence reigned throughout the dining room area as Luna hid her eyes away from everyone as she simply got up from the table.
"Fine," Her voice carried on in a whisper as her anger was clearly visible as she continued to try and hide her eyes from the surrounding audience. "Then there was no point in me coming here." She ended as she turned her head towards Rakaia's mother and gently bowed in front of her. "Thank you for the meal, it was delicious." Not another word escaped her mouth as she turned and headed towards the door. Eyes were on her as she opened the door and turned to take one last glance back at Rakaia.
They both made eye contact as she simply walked out, leaving Rakaia alone with his mother and Cana.
"Luna…wait…" Cana quickly whipped her head around to glare at Rakaia. "Kaia, what the hell? She was just trying to help!" Cana shouted at him.
"I don't need her help!" Rakaia screamed back at her. "Why did you have to go running to her anyway?" Rakaia questioned his best friend's logic as Cana slammed both her hands on the table. A slight rumble was sent through the surface as the wooden table shook in response as both of Cana's palms lay flat on the table top.
"Because you idiot! She used to be an XMA fighter!" Cana tried to get it through Rakaia's thick skull. "She obviously knows a lot more about fighting than we do and she could teach us some new tricks or something!" She continued to shout at him. "She was willing to train us, why the hell did you have to go and mess it up?" Cana was angry as Rakaia was exhilarating the same type of anger in return.
"I don't need someone like her to train me, I'm been doing fine on my own!" Rakaia shot back. "Why the hell do I need some washed up fighter, trying to show me how to give up at something she was good at?" Rakaia's words flew into the air and this time a loud bang was heard as both Cana and Rakaia turned to the source of the sound to find that his mother had slammed her hand on the table this time, stopping the two teens from arguing with each other.
Silence filled the room as his mother narrowed her eyes at both teens before Cana took the hint. "Fine, be that way." She growled at Rakaia before she quickly turned and stormed out the house, leaving Rakaia alone with his mother.
Rakaia sucked his teeth a bit. "Whatever," He got out the last word as the door slammed shut, leaving both Rakaia and his mother sitting in silence. Rakaia kept a brat expression on his face as he crossed his arms, seemingly moping over the conversation that just transpired. Rakaia's mother, on the other hand, sat still, she didn't utter a word about her son's behavior. They both just sat still for a few minutes before his mother simply got up from the table, causing Rakaia to look up at her.
"Hey…" Rakaia called to her. "Where are you going?" He asked her as she ignored her son's question and was just about to walk out of the kitchen. "Mom, you didn't even eat anything," Rakaia said to her as he looked down at the massive amount food that was left behind on the table.
His mother stopped after a few steps. An eerie silence followed behind her as Rakaia waited for her words, but none came. At least, not the words that he wanted. "Goodnight Rakaia and good luck in your match…Make sure you train hard." She told him as her voice held no signs of happiness or even anger. It was just plain. Rakaia just stared at his mother's back as he slowly brought his eyes down onto the table in front of him. He slightly gripped whatever his hands could grab as he realized that his mother's voice wasn't plain or faked emotion. There was something in her voice, something that struck Rakaia to the core, something that Rakaia always hated if his mother ever took a certain tone with him….The feeling his mother was giving him…was…Disappointment.
"Rakaia." His mother called him, snapping him out of his mental state while his eyes never left the table that sat in front of him. "I'm not going to tell you what to do with your life and the people you bring into it." Her mother began her speech, "But what I will say is if you're not careful your stubbornness will cause you to lose out on a lot of things in life." She gave him a bit of advice as she kept her eyes facing the opposite direction of her son. "I'm happy that you found something that you're excited about, even if that is fighting. I was happy when you enrolled in South High Academy; I never saw your face light up so much when they showed you everything that they had to offer." Her voice didn't waver, nor did she crack as she continued to talk to her son with her back facing him.
"But I want you to understand something." She paused for a bit. " Even though you may have something that makes you happy now, don't be surprised if that changes later on." She turned her head back towards him slightly as she caught a glimpse of her son eying the table in front of him. "Don't pass up a good opportunity, if you do; you'll never get better and before you know it…Everyone will pass you." She told him as she walked off, leaving her son standing alone in the kitchen thinking on her words as she walked herself upstairs to her room.
-Outside/Same time-
"That stupid half-ass amateur...Ugh!" Luna grumbled to herself as she walked down a long sidewalk filled with street lights that decorated both sides of the street. "I can't believe that…That…That guy makes me so mad I just want to…Arrggh!" Luna quickly whirled around and kicked over a large trashcan, knocking it over with minimum effort. "What was I even thinking of trying to help him?" She questioned herself. She rolled her eyes a bit as she thought for a second and took a deep breath and turned back around to walk off in the direction she was facing previously. "What do I care, he can take care of it himself right? He can go in the ring and get knocked out for all I care." She ended with herself as her footsteps pounded the pavement; the echoing sound of her foot hitting the ground with a large thud still indicated that she was a bit upset.
"Then let him try!" Rakaia stood up from his chair, causing it to fall back as he glared at Luna. "I told you, I can take care of myself. I don't need someone like you trying to teach me how to quit."
Rakaia's words echoed through her head, hitting a soft spot in Luna's heart as she continued to make her way down the street. "It's not like I wanted to quit…" A sorrow filled voice leaked out of her mouth as she bit her lower lip to stop it from quivering. Her brown eyes displayed hurt and anger as his words continued to replay in her head.
"You don't know me at all and you've just been throwing one of my biggest mistakes in my face." She gritted her teeth as she clenched her fist tightly, her anger rising for a moment as she kicked over another trash bin, scattering trash all over the ground. She looked down at the trash, her eyes narrowing as it appeared that a thought ran through her mind. "I…Never wanted to quit, I never wanted to give up." She said to herself.
She tightened her fist for a second longer before her body came to a rest. She took a deep breath as she continued to walk. "I don't care, whether he gets beat up or not; it's not my problem." She breathed. "It would serve him right anyway…Stupid jerk." She stuffed her hands into her pockets as she continued to walk down the sidewalk.
The street lights lit up the area as she continued to make her way to her own house. Her eyes looking down at the concrete pavement as her feet stepped over the lines that separated one cement block from the next. She was lost in her thoughts as she continued to think on Rakaia's words as they plagued her mind. "Why did I even come back?" She questioned herself, doubting her reasons and wondering what she was doing back in the city in the first place.