Till early morning.

You awaken to a dark room, the only illumination being from the shattered moon shining through the parted curtains, though the barest hint of pink on the horizon showed that morning was fast approaching. Beneath the soft, silver rays, you spy Neo quietly dressing in an attempt to leave. You frown for a moment, disappointed that she was making herself scarce without saying goodbye but in retrospect, it was on you for calling for only one night with the diminutive criminal.

"Leaving already?" you ask softly, making her jump in her skin.

She turns to face you, a shy smile on her face as she shrugs noncommittally. It's clear she was treating this as a one-night-stand as well. Fastening the last button of her vest as it's pulled tight across her chest, she closes the distance as you rise to meet her, still naked as the day you were born. You meet in the middle in a loving embrace as she pulls you down by the neck for a kiss. You note that her lips are sweet to the taste, almost like strawberries and for a moment you feel yourself rising to the occasion once more. It doesn't take long for her to notice your shaft poking into her stomach just below the line of her corset, its bobbing head making her smirk against your lips. Sighing with exasperation, she reaches down and smacks the offending appendage to the side, making you break the kiss with a yelp.

Before you can protest, you find her chastising you with a wagging finger to make it clear she wasn't looking for another romp.

"Sure you don't want to go one more round before you hit the road?" you ask coyly .

She rolls her eyes at you and turns to leave, but before she can you grab her by the hand.

"Wait," you say, prompting to turn on you questioningly. "I have something for you before you go."

Her surprise only deepens when you slip the leather glove from her dainty fingers then place a palm over the back of her hand. Focusing your energy, you painlessly weave a simple tattoo of a vine with blooming flowers into her pale flesh, its colors matching seamlessly with the scheme of her favorite outfit. Her eyes widen in wonder at your handiwork and her fingers trace along the still warm "ink".

"Should you ever find yourself in trouble or in need of help, focus your aura into the tattoo and I will come to you," you explain with a smile. "I very much would like to see you again, but I'll understand if you'd rather part ways for good."

Your consideration brings a smile to Neo's face and she leans up to kiss you once more, this kiss far more sweet and innocent than the voracious tongue-battles you shared last night. Her eyes flutter closed as she allows herself this one last moment of bliss, reveling in the sensations for as long as possible until she finally pulls back, pulling the glove back securely over her hand.

"Someday..." she whispers suggestively, tracing a finger along your jawline then turning to leave.

Your heart swells as she speaks to you. It seems her healing has begun and it brought no shortage of warm feelings in your soul; good deeds mend old wounds. You watch her for a moment until she reaches the front door, pausing as she turns the handle to give you one last parting wink and smirk, and with a click of the closing door, she was gone. You were saddened to watch her go so soon, but you had no doubt you would see her again someday, and you had all the time of eternity to wait. Now energized from a good night's sleep, you summon your scroll to your hand... to find no fewer than six missed calls from Yang.

"Ah crap," you groan to yourself.

The last thing you said to her was that you were chasing Torchwick to his base of operations, and nothing else. It was no wonder she'd be worried about you since you fell off the grid overnight. As you mull over various ways to make it up to the buxom brawler, the sudden ringing of your scroll breaks your musings with a call from none other than the girl in question.