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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark chuckled to himself. "I guess I do a pretty good job of embarrassing you, don't I?" he laughed.
 
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll get used to it," Mark told her as he stroked Kiora's hair once before letting his arm fall back to his side.
 
Mark returned the smile, the two walking for a bit longer until they managed to get to a restaurant. "Once again, ladies first," Mark said as he held the door open for Kiora.
 
"We're finally here," Mark said, letting out a breath as he sat down on his chair. A waiter came by to hand the two their menus, and Mark picked it up and examined it for a moment. "What do you plan on getting for yourself?" he asked Kiora. "I might just order the same thing as you."
 
"Oh right, the carbs," Mark said as he remembered how Kiora controlled Hollow. "Anyway, I suppose I'll just go with that." He laughed after a moment. "I'm pretty much being a hypocrite here; ordering the same food as you but telling you to try not to copy my nickname for you."
 
"Alright then, you can go ahead and use my nickname if you want to," Mark smiled as he leaned back in his chair.
 
"Then I will leave you to coming up with a name for me." As a waiter came by, Mark told him that they were both going to be ordering pasta and he nodded, leaving the two alone once again.
 
Kiora smiled, taking his hand. "I like that I don't have to pretend to be someone I am not around you." She whispered.
 
"You should never need to," Mark answered. "It's okay to just be yourself. To have the personality we possess no matter how much we may not like it."
 
Mark nodded, staring at the table for a moment before meeting Kiora's gaze again. He supposed now was a good time to tell her about what he hadn't spoken about before.
 
"So, uh... I figured I should tell you," Mark said quietly, a serious look now crossing his face. "It's kind of a long story, but uh... the reason why I acted so cold when I first met you..." He swallowed hard, pausing for a moment so that he could find the strength to continue. "I had a friend, once. Like you. Smart, strong-willed, and wild often times." He smiled at the memory.


"She was assigned as my partner here, and... we got along pretty quickly. We were best friends." Mark paused again for a while. "There was this pretty powerful opponent we had to go up against at one point, and... we beat him. We felt so good." He shook his head, staring at the table as he fought back tears that burned in his eyes.


"But one day... she and I had a sparring match together... and the guy came back. I was injured really badly, and I couldn't find the strength to stand up." Mark clenched his jaw. "And then that idiot got killed. For my sake, she died. I wanted to do the same thing to my opponent, so badly... but I didn't. I wasn't a murderer." He looked back up at Kiora, his eyes red and gleaming with unshed tears.


"So you see... I didn't do what I did because I hated you. I just didn't think I could take making friends with someone else and then losing them again."
 
Kiora's smile dropped as she got up from her chair and walked over to him, looping her arms around him and pulling him into a huge hug. "It's alright, everyone has a past." She said, swallowing hard. He had owned up to her, now she needed to own up to him. She chewed on her lip for a moment, heaving a great sigh.


"I haven't been totally honest either. I'm not some poor girl who grew up on the streets and got some miracle story. I am the daughter of the commander, or rather the person that paired us together. Really, he is a horrible father, but a great business man." she said, trying to seem less depressed than she was.
 
"Huh... So you're the commander's daughter..." Mark spoke, before another thought crossed his mind. "And you felt like there was a need to withhold that from me?" he asked, pulling away from Kiora to look at her. Besides the fact that the commander was apparently a bad parent, he didn't really see anything wrong with that.
 
Kiora bit her lip and nodded. "Most of the people I have told that up front pretend to like me to get to my parents money." She said, looking down.
 

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