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'Wow...it's going to be Christmas in five days...time sure goes fast...' Mizore thought, staring out the window, not even paying attention to the lesson being given in class. Small, white flakes of snow were slowly plummeting from the skies and covering the entire perimeter of the school grounds. December was always Mizore's favorite month, mainly due to the decrease in temperature; she didn't even require a lollipop in her mouth to keep herself from overheating.

Without warning, her view of the window was suddenly blocked by a pair of rather large breasts. Glancing up, she saw Kurumu staring back down at her with a little grin on her lips.

"...Uh, hello, Kurumu-chan," Mizore spoke without emotion, trying not to stare too long at Kurumu's bust. Ever since the events of the Flower Offering, Mizore had found herself feeling...mixed emotions for the succubi girl. Of course, she tried to ignore such odd feelings by continuing her stalking of Tsukune, but she had begun to lose interest in following him as of late.

"Class just ended a few minutes ago, and you didn't seem to realize, so I came over here to snap you out of whatever daydream about Tsukune you were having," Kurumu explained. Lately, she hadn't been as obsessed with the human boy as usual, either. Although she had no explanation for such a thing, she still sometimes recalled that kiss she shared with Mizore a while back.

'No, that kiss was only meant to calm her down and show her that a kiss is just a kiss, and nothing more...it had no sexual meaning behind it!'

Getting up from her desk, Mizore put her hands on her hips and replied, "I wasn't daydreaming about Tsukune!! For your information, Kurumu-chan, I haven't even stalked him even once for the last three days!"

Kurumu's eyes widened. "Really? That's weird; you're usually all over the poor guy,"

"The same goes for you, too..." Mizore pointed out.

"Meh, I've started losing interest in hassling him, too," Kurumu shrugged, "I guess I'm just learning to accept that he was meant to be with Moka, and not with me..."

Mizore was silent for a moment, thinking. "...And you're not upset? It doesn't bother you that you've lost the 'man of your dreams' to another woman?"

Kurumu stretched her arms over head as she thought this over. Eventually, she replied, "You know something, Mizore? Oddly enough...I'm perfectly fine with it. It's weird, you know? I wanted nothing more than for him to be my husband...but now I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, y'know?"

"Yeah...it's funny, because, I sort of feel the same way..." Mizore nodded, chuckling to herself.

A pregnant silence befell between the two of them for a while. Mizore thought about it, and after a small inner battle with her fears of rejection, she took in a deep breath and decided to speak to Kurumu about the one thing that had been bothering her as of late.

"...Kurumu-chan?"

"Yes, Mizore-chan...?"

"Umm," Mizore began to play with a few locks of her hair nervously, "Do you...think that maybe we'll find love somewhere else then, if not in Tsukune...?"

"Yeah! Definitely!" Kurumu exclaimed.

"Well, what if...what if...we found that love...in each other?"

Kurumu blinked a few times, and rubbed her ear as if she didn't even hear the question. "What did you say...Mizore-chan?"

Her cheeks flushing deep red, Mizore mumbled, "What I'm trying to say, Kurumu-chan...ever since you KISSED me back at the Flower Offering Ceremony, I've...I've been having these feelings..."

"But...M-Mizore-chan...that was only to help you understand-"

"I know, I know, it's just...I know you didn't mean any real love besides the love you have for me as a friend...but...but it still affected me, okay? I...I can't stop thinking about you sometimes...like in the middle of the night, I'll wake up...and find myself wet, and I realize that it had happened when I was dreaming of you. So, you see, Kurumu-chan...I might...I just might...be falling in love with you..."

Kurumu placed both hands on her chest, and quickly grabbed a nearby chair to sit on so she wouldn't lost her balance from the shock. "Mizore...Mizore...why are you saying this...? What the hell...what the hell is wrong with you? Why did you tell me this?!"

Mizore smiled weakly. "There's nothing wrong with me. I told you because...I wanted you to know, Kurumu-chan..."

"Are you saying that you're a...a...A LESBIAN?!!" Kurumu shrieked, getting back to a stand. She had a look on her face of pure horror, as if she had just witnessed a brutal murder right before her very eyes.

Mizore shook her head. "No...no, I'm not...I'm just saying that...I might like you more than as a friend...I'm not saying that I actually do...I don't understand my own feelings right now!!"

"You're...you're a frickin' dyke, aren't you?!! I can't believe it!! I never would have guessed! You're really a lesbian!!!" Kurumu cried, stepping back and pointing at Mizore accusingly. This was what Mizore was afraid would happen if she spoke about her growing feelings for the succubi.

"KURUMU-CHAN, PLEASE CALM DOWN-" Mizore reached out to grab her, but Kurumu slapped her hand away.

"GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU DISGUSTING FAG!!! DON'T...DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" Kurumu screamed, tears streaming from her eyes. She spun around on her heels and dashed out of the classroom as fast as she could, leaving Mizore standing there, alone and speechless.

'She called me...a disgusting fag...'

Shaking violently, Mizore pressed her palms against her face, and plopped down back in her chair. Soon, shimmering streams of salty tears were pouring out from the spaces between her fingers.

The snow continued to fall, covering the ground with a blanket of white beauty...