It lies behind the stories Chapter 11, a rosario + vampire fanfic

I'm sorry for not update this story in long time, but actually, I hardly could update any of my stories, but today are now vacations and I will update all my stories, all without exceptions, so here is the new chapter. Hope you like it.

Chapter 11: It doesn't matter if is small?

Tsukune was in front of his notebook, pencil in hand and with a storm of thoughts about what would he do now. The days of the agreement of Ura and Omote was about to end, only one day of friendship, one single day, he didn't want to separate them, especially because it will be so sad and Moka is a girl of eight years old, it was not appropriate.

He scratched his head, he don't want to separate the two, not now, no one of them would know nothing of each other, it could be that no one of them would see each other or maybe one of them could die of sadness.

"No, if I break the little bond between them, I'm going to be sad, I know. I will not do it".

When we decide something safely and slightly, we didn't think more far away of our imagination, we didn't take it a little more away. This is not bad, but it could take you to make more than one mistake. But whatever, the young babysitter continued with his story:

Ura was quite irritated; she doesn't want to think about her exile and she doesn't wanted to hate her father for send her away from the clan, but the trouble was that she would never see Omote, tomorrow would be the last day.

That night was too cold and she covered her body tightly with her black robe, she was asleep but shivering in the cold night air. There was a time when your body stopped shaking thanks to the little Omote had slipped away from her farm to take one of the wraps of her mother and carefully pinned the vampire.

"Who is here?" Ura said while in one swift movement, she took the girl's neck.

"It's me! I came to help!"

"Are you crazy? It's very cold here ..."

"I know". Said safely and Ura left her on the floor as she covered her with her black robe. The girl smiled as she hugged herself, despite having sweater, her hands were shaking slightly.

"She... came here just to give me this coat ... father, not all humans are bad". Thought the vampire, she felt a lump in the throat, unable to say anything more than nod by the coat. The girl smiled.

"I can't do more than that, sorry".

And Ura with trembling lips, trying to smile, nodded. Omote gave a slight laugh.

"Well, it's nothing. I have to go, see you tomorrow, Ura-chan."

"Ah ... yes ..." managed to whisper with a slight smile on her lips, Ura felt a slight pressure on the chest, as if she had been struck, it hurt. She didn't understand why, she wanted to scream ... she didn't know what. Omote was already far from her, she chest clutched to make sure there was nothing that bothered her, but there was nothing, she didn't understand the source of her pain, until tears spilled from her eyes.

Tsukune thought there was enough, the hours had passed faster than normal, so after dinner, he didn't write more. On Sunday he forgot about writing and not completely finished what he would tell Moka.

Came the long-awaited Monday night, Tsukune was somewhat excited to get back to that luxurious house, only to see the face of trance that would put the girl to hear what's new with the story. He had not the whole story but on the way to the mansion he had been thinking and although he had nothing clear, he knew he could improvise.

"Welcome, young man". Said one of the maids who worked in the house as she opened the door.

"It's a pleasure being here".

"Pass, please".

"Thanks". Tsukune passed to the inside and he felt a little lower for the size of the living room; elegant as ever.

"Do you want something to drink? Coffee or tea?"

"I would like a coffee but without caffeine, please".

"Yes, right away". She was about to left the place, but then she return to see him. She smiled and he was not sure of why. "Do you want something to eat? Maybe a cake, you seems hungry".

"It's so obvious? Sorry, if it's not much to ask... yeah, I want a cake".

"It's nothing to worry about. It's our work, that's why we are here".

"Thanks".

The maid finally left the place and Tsukune began to observe some of the paintings of European style of the room, jars and other glass figurines that made up the decor of the room, after admiring for a while, he decided to sit in the couch, one pretty comfortable.

"Tsukune-nii-chan." Moka's child voice dressed in pink pajamas drop him out of his admiration for the house decoration. "Finally you're here. I'm glad to see you."

"Moka, me too".

The girl sat beside him and smiled.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry, I should be telling you the story, but I'm hungry. So I will have dinner here, I hope you're not upset".

"Of course not! Actually I have not eating, I was busy doing my homework".

"Why don't we have dinner together and I tell you the rest of the story?"

"Yes, thanks, Tsukune-nii-chan!" She said with happiness, like she had won something, she rise up and took his hand. "Let's have dinner!"

"Sure, let's go".

They came to the room and sat down, one of the maids gave them the necessary cutlery, the young man got a little nervous with so much hospitality from the maids and Moka, but could not deny it either.

"Thanks for all this".

"It's nothing really".

"Sorry for the waiting. Here you go". And chocolate cake served them both, but Tsukune had his coffee and Moka had a cappuccino. The young babysitter just took a bite of his cake and sipped his coffee and begun to work.

Ura, the vampire, was very thoughtful, sitting on a rock, facing the small farm where lived Omote, looking down just to see her necklace of white beads. She could not understand what Omote had said, how she had offered to help, although they were so different. She thought how sad it was, and her father, she missed him and her mother too, missed everything. But not understand why her father had done such a thing just like she not understands why Omote wanted to help her.

"Perhaps in truth ... this is a punishment. What did I do wrong, father? Was it not worthy of your daughter? You always told me I was your pride and that once I would be ready, I would lead the vampires for you". That promise had made her father when she was a child, her father was her hero and idol, but now it was not, despite the criticism, even wanted to know the reason for her exile. "I always did what you asked me; I learned to control my instincts, I learned to survive, I grew strong and I learned the hard part: understand." She stood with one hand and lifted the rock where she was sitting and threw it into the trees, only one fell and thus, their tears also fell to the floor. "I understood what we were, I understood that humans don't want us around, I realized that we have to live in the shadows and I realized that no matter what happens, we are all brothers and sisters, we are all one big family and together we must always be. I understood everything you taught me but ... what did I do wrong? Did I disappoint you? Is this a punishment?". She opened her red eyes and tears were cleaned, the mistaken idea of Omote came to her mind and was manifested in her mouth. She thought maybe Omote was right, for a moment she thought about it, but it has rejected completely. "Father, if you saw me now maybe you'd be disappointed, I am being helped by a human, I followed what you taught me so far and I have lived in the shadows during my short time in exile. I must be crazy for talking without anyone hearing. You said that all humans hated us ... but now I see ... you're wrong, everything you taught me… not all is true".