I do NOT own any rights to Rosario + Vampire, neither manga nor anime. I do NOT make any money on these stories (not like any one would pay)

That being said, please R&R, let me know what you think and I know some of yall will be screaming "oh God, another OC story." I am not going to replace Tsukune at all. Soooo, without further ado, enjoy.

"Thank God, it's Friday, I don't HAVE to do ant single thing this weekend", thought the short tempered man as he made his long drive home. "It's been one hell of a week, just need to get home, get a few drinks in me and just unwind, yea, that will do the trick".

Several minutes passed before he pulled his bright red jeep on to his dead end street, he saw his simple home just ahead, but suddenly hit his brakes as if a deer had jumped in front of the moving vehicle. His temper started to get the best of him as he saw an odd placed letter, sitting in the slightly cracked screen door. "Lazy fucker couldn't use the damn MAILBOX!" he shouted as he pulled into the drive way.

As he shut off the engine, he let out a sigh in an ill-fated attempt to get a grip with himself before stepping out of the old wrangler. "FUCK!" he screamed quick and loudly as he slammed the door to his jeep with enough force to shatter the latch post and fold the door almost in half. He quickly opened the letter and read it.

"Fucking-wonderful, so much for my weekend", he scoffed as he read the hand written letter. "One would think that if I was going to be requested to create another Holy lock, then maybe, just maybe this individual, this 'Moka' would have the decency to at least make it more professional. Fuck 'em, I'm not doing it, if they want it bad enough, then they can come to me in person" He made a futile attempt to unlock his front door, getting fed up with the key not willing to cooperate, he gently just let his head fall lazily against the hard oak door with a solid and dull thud. "I just want some beer" he whined. He made a second attempt at the door and it almost swung too easily in a taunting manner. He made a mad dash to the refrigerator in the kitchen and reached for an Asahi, broke the seal letting the cap hit the floor, as the cool brew touched his tongue, and he let a soft moan of relief pass. Stopping only to take a breath he thought "That's it Tubol, just chill out, It will be okay. She wouldn't want you hating your life this much, she would hate to see how angry and alcohol reliant you have become" He chuckled slightly while an instant look of sadness crossed his face, he spoke quietly and hung his head, "like it would matter, she's probably dead any way."

He regained his composure, removed his stained shirt, looking at the scars across his chest in the form of an obscure diamond. He ran his the tips of his fingers over the deep scar tissue, and resumed his thoughts. "I swear Akasha, I will never forget what you did for me on that day" He finished his beer then quickly snatched another from the refrigerator. Walking slowly to his music room to play and relieve his stress of the day, he looked at the letter still in his left hand. "Moka… Moka… why does that sound so damn familiar, and who the hell is this Tsukune guy?" He began talking to himself, trying to jog his memory. Reading the letter again but a little slower, is when it started making a little bit more sense. "Ahh, so he was a human turned ghoul by this Moka girl," he thought with a slight smirk and a chuckle.

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One Week Prior

Tsukune felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train, his body battered and beaten, blood dripping from his arm as his holy lock that the Headmaster had given him shattered from his shear power. "God, that really sucks, he just gave me this damn thing, it shouldn't have broken so easily", he said with doubt in his voice

Inner Moka looked down at him offering a helping hand replied "It will be okay, I'm sure that he wasn't aware of the TRUE capabilities of the maker of that holy lock, or the lack there of. But don't worry Tsukune, I know a guy, the one who made mine" She looked in his hand, retrieving her rosary began to speak again.

"Well, I met him once, when I came to the human world to live with my mother, she had him make this for me"

As she held up the rosary and turned its back as if to show Tsukune. "Do you see his seal? His signature giving credit to the creator of this Rosary?" she asked him bluntly

"Um…. Yea, but I can't make out exactly what it is Moka, but it looks kind of like an old style cane. All I know is that with summer break coming up soon, I can't be walking around the human world in this form; people would freak the hell out. On another note, I really do appreciate you helping me train to become a better fighter"

Moka blushed lightly as she saw his smile, and heard the sincerity in his voice, covering her face with one hand, trying to hide her crimson flushed face with one hand, trying her best to keep her vampire pride about her. "It...It's nothing Tsukune, just… go…go get cleaned up"

Tsukune simply nodded in agreement, and instantly appeared merely inches away from Mokas face

"But… I can sense you're rather… thirsty" he said with a seductive grin.

Moka let a light chuckle escape her sigh of exasperation, and looked him in the eye." Do I need to put you in your place, yet again?"

"Oh shit dude, she's serious" he thought

"No...Not at all Moka, I'll see ya later!" And with that he was off through the woods, racing back to his dorm to get cleaned up.

"I know that we have been watched the entire time of his training, but I can't quite put my finger on whom" she thought to herself before making her way back to her dorm herself.

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"Yes, I should have never trusted this new smith to create a Holy lock strong enough for that boy. Ahhh, well, I'm sure that Miss Akashiya can give him a good reference" the head master said aloud as if he were talking to someone next to him.

THE NEXT MORNING

Tsukune walked from his dorm entrance to be met by a beautiful pink haired vampire, a wide smile of pure joy and ecstasy formed. He noticed she had a letter in her hand to be mailed out. "Good morning Moka" he said happily. "What's in your hand? Are you writing home?" he asked out of curiosity

"Actually no, I went to the head master yesterday after I got some rest and asked him if he knew the where-bouts of the maker of my rosary. After I explained everything to him, he just smiled and gave me the information I needed, He said he's known him for some time" she said with a puzzled look on her face

"Then why did he not ask this guy to make my lock in the first place?" Tsukune sounded agitated to say the least, and Moka was quick to try to diffuse his irritation.

"Well, I asked him that, he just said that sometimes you need to try others out, and their work, in case something were to ever fall through"

With that, they walked together to their home room, Moka sliding the letter into the large mail box without missing a single step.

"Hey Tsukune?" asked the stunning pink haired girl.

"Yes Moka?"

"Well, you see…" she looked to the ground in shame, as she started to blush. Tsukune noticed this, gently grabbed her chin, pulling her head up to look him in the eye, he then said in a calm, and deep sincere tone, "Please Moka, I have told you before, it's fine, please take your fill" He tilted his head to reveal his neck to the girl as her eyes widened. She sunk her fangs into her young loves neck drinking her breakfast. "He tastes soooo goooood" she thought letting a light moan escape. This made Tsukune almost like putty in her hands. He loved her so much.