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Reunited at last.
A flash of silver hair danced in the darkened sun light a single woman dressed in a blood red dress, sat in the back of a black limo that was frustratingly being held up in traffic. The way back to the impressive mansion that lurked on the outskirts of town was long and often times fraught with numerous frustrations.
The pale skinned pureblood vampire princess Moka looked down upon the small photo she held in her hands; somewhat dimmed with the passage of time.
The human boy, now turned vampire, stood with his arm wrapped around Moka with a happy smile upon his face. The school upon which the two of them had gone loomed in the background of the picture.
"I know the only reason Tsukune is coming it to the mansion in the first place is to meet me….What if he's angry at me and doesn't come….What if he doesn't take responsibility for what happened between the two of us. What if one of the other girls has made him happy…Its been ten years since we meet at Youki Academy after all…. No Tsukune would stay loyal to me…." Moka glowered in fear and anger determined to believe her own words.
"I wonder if he's changed much? I wonder if his blood still tastes the same? Oh I've missed him so much…Ten years of turning down other annoying weaker nobles offers of marriage. Its all been worth it just for a chance to see and be with Tsukune again. This time I'll tell him that I love him and his tasty blood." Inner Moka whispered softly.
Inner Moka muttered she too angry at the traffic that delayed their reunion with Tuskune.
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A cold sweat covered a thinly muscular dark haired Japanese man wrapped in a thin silk sheet. Tsukune jumped from the bed driven from his slumber by the horrific nightmares from the past. It had been years since his turning from human into a vampire at the hands of the vampire woman who had stolen his heart. Several years after his graduation from Youki Academy in chance encounter he had bumped into her once more. The meeting had his heart pounding in his chest.
"Tsukune what are you doing?" The young man muttered to himself. He glowered in annoyance as his field of vision shot across the room to fall upon his nightstand. A single plain card lay on the polished wooden top. A single phone number immaculately penned, along with the name "Moka" was its only decoration.
Fingers pressed the keys, as Tsukune held his breath in nervous anticipation.
"Why did Moka have to come now? What was she planning?" Tsukune gasped as the thoughts raced through his mind as the phone rang several times. Moments later, a tired woman's voice answered.
"Hello?" She said, sleepily.
"It's me, Moka." Paused for a moment his voice nearly failed him, "It's Tsukune, I got your card and I want to talk."
Tsukune felt his voice threaten to fail him as he spoken to his estranged lover. For a few short moments he felt far more like the teenager she had known at Youki Academy, and had abducted when he began to turn all those years ago. There was a brief pause, and then a soft authoritative laugh from the woman on the other end.
"Are you ill my darling, do you crave my blood that badly or is it because you couldn't sleep?" Moka cooed in a contented growl that threatened to give Tsukune an erection.
"Tsukune our past aside I have missed you," She whispered. "We have things we need to discuss." Moka stated, the confidence in her voice never broke.
The bed springs never made so much as a whisper as Tsukune sat down.
"Tsukune do you have a pen nearby? I'm going to give you my address." The silver haired vampire said in her perfectly controlled voice that betrayed none of her nervousness.
Tsukune quickly got a pen and a piece of paper. Moka quickly gave her beloved the address when he was ready.
"Tsukune for what its worth I do love you and I was trying to save you, furthermore I wouldn't trade what the two of us had for the world." With that Moka said her goodbyes.
Tsukune sat in the dark of his bedroom and read the numbers over and over again, before a restless sleep took him.
'You're making a mistake, you're nothing more to her than a living dildo to her. A means to an end for her to relieve some stress.' Tsukune's dark thoughts began to come to him as he got out of the shower of his small house.
'Well, worse comes to worse, I'll just go on the missing person's report again. Only this time my parents and my cousin wouldn't have to pay the price for my absence.' Tsukune thought as he began to dress in a black suit and tie. A large black limo lay in the driveway of his house like a predatory bird of prey, that waited to devour him whole once he got inside it.
Moka's mansion was on the outskirts of the city, and it was going to be a long night.
Inside the limo shadows seemed to cast aside the warmth of the sun light, while it wrapped and concealed its only occupant in the coolness of the darkness within.
A single pair of blood red eye gazed upon Tsukune as he entered and shut the door.
"Tsukune it's good to see you again. I've missed you. You've matured handsomely, yet you'll still be the shy little human to me." Moka's voice cooed to him from behind as her voice purred with her contentment, that betrayed her euphoria upon seeing him once more.
A content predatory growl came from inside the vampire woman's chest sent Tsukune's vampire blood racing through his veins once more. Two pale hands shot out from the shadows, as they fell upon his shoulders, as Tsukune felt himself was yanked backwards into Moka's waiting embrace.
Tsukune let out a gasp as the back of his head settled into the warmth of Moka's bosom.
"My darling, Tsukune. It's been far too long since we last saw each other. What's it been now?" She purred, as the vampire held him tighter. His face was sheet white as he gasped.
"Moka its be ten years, eight months, and twelve days."
Tsukune gave a half-hearted shove as he struggled to free himself from her grip. He turned to face Moka, his eyes locking with hers. They shined like two blood rubies, a mixture of warm playful endearment coupled with feral lust in them.
"My, you've grown my love and even after all this time you still know your place, which is by my side. Just as I knew that you would." Moka grinned, sharp teeth lining the inside of her mouth. Teeth that could've ripped his throat open just to get his blood in a matter of moments. If the old stories and legends were to be believed and taken as truth..
Perspiration glistened off of his brow, as his heart hammered and thundered in his chest.
Moka reached down to touch his face, with one hand, only to grasp his wrists with the other.
A soft smirk touched briefly upon Moka's face.
"Tsukune I thought you enjoyed my affections. You never complained before." Moka whispered, an eyebrow raised in amusment.
"You DRUGGED me, Moka! You kept Injected me with your vampire blood and made me into nothing more than-" Tsukune's words were cut off as Moka kissed him, silencing all his retorts. A single strangled gasp came from Tsukune's throat as he felt his knuckles whitening as Moka's grip on his wrists tightened. She frowned slightly.
Her expression was unchanged as her beloved came back to his senses, she released him from her grip.
"Moka why are you so relentless? Other than the fact that the two of us spent six months a dungeon together." Tsukune muttered.
"You are still quite beautiful, you know. After all that time." Tsukune struggled to voice his thoughts. He took a breath and started again.
"It's a shame youki have such a poor reputation with humans."
Moka smirked darkly as she considered her lovers words. "Well, you don't get that reputation without some sort of precedent. Don't forget some youki eat humans." Moka replied.
"I know Moka, I know." Tsukune murmured as his eyes were wandering across the vampire princess's body.
His red eyes took in her curvaceous form, even under the dark red dress she wore. Moka was the figure of dark feminine, vicious, deadly perfection. Her very being designed to entice men like a predator, to lure in her prey; in an offer promising endless pleasure, only to turn around and rip their throats out to get to the blood that they craved.
The limo jerked to a halt outside of which lay a majestic mansion. The last of the dying sunlight faded softly into the west as the nocturnal creatures all came out to play.
Moka quickly lead Tsukune through the foyer and into an expansive living room, he found himself taking in the paintings on the wall. Several landscapes of dark trees, and bleak sunsets.
Tsukune let his eyes scann the living room he found himself in. Several expensive sets of fine plates and glasses adorned the massive wooden dinner table in front of a crackling fireplace. Below the table, a werewolf's pelt rug. A black leather couch completed the décor.
Moka sat down, not bothering to cross her legs one over the other. Tsukune struggled to look away as he had caught a glimpse of her womanhood. A small tuft of silvery hair above Moka's pussy was carefully cut and trimmed into the shape of a bat.
"You're not one for being grateful for my help are you? Nor are you good at showing me affection are you? Did I not treat you well, fed you my blood when you wanted it, help you keep your self awareness, when your ghoul nature reared its ugly head, kept you warm, on the cold nights in the dungeon? Did I not rejoice when you finally turned into one of my kind, did I not train you so that you could fight any enemy using your new vampire powers. All I had asked of you was that you enjoy the pleasures of my flesh that I gave you." She purred.
"Mama?" A single little voice came from behind a single door that Tsukune had somehow overlooked.
A young vampire girl stood in the doorway. A small ocean of moon kissed silvery hair danced down from the top of her head, past her shoulders only to touch gently upon the floor. She was just as pale skinned than her mother.
She was dressed in a simple cotton nightie. Her red eyes swished around the room agitatedly as she took in the spectacle in front of her.
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