He always protected me…

Even though he was so weak…

His flimsy human body that was so fragile…

That looked like it would shatter if I touched it…

So weak, yet he stayed by my side when he could have run away…

He wanted to protect me no matter what the cost…

He would have given me everything…

If I just asked him…

I didn't deserve him…

He gave everything…

His heart….

His love….

And now…

His life….

In the end….

He was the strong one….

And I was too weak to do anything…

So pathetic…

So foolish…

So weak…

Tsukune's lifeless body lay on the hospital bed, his face even paler than my own. His hair is a mess and ashes cover his face. He looks so peaceful, surely he mustn't be thinking about me. I hear myself chuckle bitterly as hot tears stream down my face.

So weak…

I stare at him sadly, he looks as if he is just sleeping and that he will wake up any moment now. He would pat my head and tell me everything was alright with a sheepish grin and I would bury myself in his arms. But I know I won't ever see his smiling face ever again, he'll never be able to pursue his dreams and see the day that humans and ayashi would co-exist in peace like he had hoped.

"Why?" I say as if expecting an answer "You could have just run away, idiot."

But the soft-hearted fool wouldn't even think of doing so, his heart is bigger than his own brain. I try to tell myself that Tsukune is alive, that this is just a corpse with his face and that he must be laughing at me somewhere. But I know that's not going to happen, he's dead. Face it Akashiya Moka, Aono Tsukune is dead because you couldn't do anything about it, because you are weak.

So weak…

I wonder how Kurumu and the others would react to this, they'd give me hell. Rather, how will Tsukune's family react to this? After everything we've gone through, this is what puts an end to Tsukune's life? I hear complains coming from the countless hospital employees not far from here, this presence seems almost…familiar.

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"Sir, I'm afraid I cannot let you through-"the man pushed her away as if she were rubbish, a stony gaze set only on the door of the room Tsukune was currently being held in. Everyone in the hall turned to look at the man whose presence demanded complete obedience. The patients and workers all stepped out of his way instinctively as he stormed through the hospital with a woman with dark hair only a step behind him. Ignoring the pleas coming from the nurse, the man kicked open the door to the room and cold dark eyes met with melancholic jade ones.

"Father," Moka turned her head ever so slightly in the direction of the now shattered door "Akuha-neesan."

Akuha quickly ran to her side as soon as she entered the room pulling her into a tight embrace. She looked at the weeping girl next to her worriedly as she caressed her cheek.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" Akuha patted her pink hair as Moka continued to bawl "It's alright now, tell me what happened."

Moka raised her head and choked out a few words between her sobs, no matter how hard she had tried, she couldn't stop crying. "H-he's gone a-and it's a-all my-"Akuha listened quietly as she brushed a strand of hair away from Moka's face.

"It's okay, calm down," she cooed gently "You don't have to talk about it right now."

In the distance, Shuzen Issa watched his eldest daughter comforting her sister. He had heard that she had gotten into an accident but she seemed completely unscathed. His eyes drifted to the boy lying on the bed beside his daughter. Moka pulled away from Akuha's embrace and focused her attention on Tsukune. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, Moka put her ear to his chest in hope of finding even just a slight pulse.

Thump

Moka gasped as she felt the beating of his heart, it was quiet and she could barely hear it even with her vampiric senses.

'It's faint but it's still there, it must be my vampire blood that's still keeping him going. Maybe if I inject him with more blood then…'

Moka briskly looked up and eyed his neck like a hawk, she could still save him if she hurried. She leaned in and prepared to transfer some blood but was stopped by the abrupt jerk of her collar. She opened her mouth to yell at whomever it was but her voice disappeared when she saw her father standing behind her.

"What are you doing Moka?" Issa hissed as his eyes narrowed dangerously "I'm sure that you can tell that this scum is human and that injecting him with blood will do you no good."

From somewhere deep within, Inner Moka's courage took over as she glared even more fiercely back at him. "I am well of that father but this scum saved my life and if were not for him I would be dead by now, please let go."

Issa flinched slightly as he felt his daughter's youki flaring up, but he still grasped onto her collar tightly. Akuha could only watch in surprise as her precious little sister and father had a stare down, she had never seen her little sister so infuriated other than the incident with Akasha.

"Moka, you will listen to me and stop this foolishness."

"No father, you will listen to me," Moka retorted back impatiently "This boy right here is dead because he saved my life when he had no obligation to do so."

"Is that so?" Issa loosened his grip on her collar and folded his arms, Moka nodded confidently "Very well, give his family a reward. Losing a few hundred million wouldn't hurt, that's much more than he deserves anyway."

Moka growled and the temporarily calmed anger showed itself again, her eyes full of pure hatred. She wasn't sure who the hate was meant to be directed at but all she could think of was right now was that her father was taking away what little chance Tsukune might have.

"I think that I might have forgotten to tell you that this boy is the only one who can remove my Rosario, father," Moka gestured to the glowing silver cross on her chest "He removed it on our first meeting and has not failed in doing so again, it would be a shame to lose him don't you agree? That was all I ever needed him for anyway, I don't care what happens to this puny human."

'I'm so sorry Tsukune, I didn't mean that.'

Issa observed her and searched for a hint to see if she was lying, nobody had ever been able to remove his daughter's Rosario before. Her youki was calm and her gaze was determined, he smiled approvingly.

"Well said my daughter, I shall agree to it for now," He waved for the speechless Akuha to come closer "Akuha, give him some of your blood. It is much more potent than your sister's."

"But father, his body might not be able to handle the blood in this weakened state," Moka could only stand by and watch, she hadn't expected that convincing her human-hater of a father would be so easy "He could possibly turn into a rampaging ghoul and who knows what could happen."

Issa's approving smile had disappeared, replaced with a cruel and blood-thirsty (both literally and figuratively) expression.

"Then I will be enjoying a good kill."

Moka barely stopped herself from lashing out at her father in rage, he was just as cold-hearted as she remembered from when she was young. He would force sisters to fight each other to the death and she could guarantee that he wouldn't hesitate to deliver the appropriate punishment even to his daughter.

"Well Akuha, are you planning to disobey me any longer? Get to it, girl."

Akuha shook her head and gave an apologetic look at Moka as she made her way to the bed, she rested her head on Tsukune's chest comfortably and held his arms down as if expecting something to happen when she injected her blood. Moka mentally slapped herself for being jealous at the position Akuha was in. As her fangs slightly brushed against Tsukune's neck, she paused for a moment and blinked in surprise. Moka watched hopefully with clenched fists, repeating the same sentence in her head over and over again as another bucket load of tears threatened to spill out. She noticed that Akuha had discontinued the process and had stood up from the bed.

"What are you doing Akuha-neesan? You still haven't injected your bloo-"The colour from Moka's face was drained as she realized what was happening. Akuha looked at her with pained eyes, she didn't have to say anything but Moka knew what she was trying to say. Tsukune was gone, this time he was well and truly dead.

"I'm sorry Moka, but I think that his heart stopped beating while you and father were negotiating."

Issa merely shrugged and neatened his velvet trench coat as he grabbed his cane and stalked off, uncaring.

"Tch, and I was eagerly awaiting a battle too," he scoffed from the distance in utter annoyance as his cane tapped onto the tile floor "Haven't fought a ghoul in centuries."

Moka fell to her knees as the never-ending rain of tears spilled, she leaned against the nearest wall and cried even more than she had as a baby. Akuha offered a hug but was pushed away by a distraught pink-nette.

"Leave me in peace Akuha-neesan, please."

Akuha nodded understandingly as she stepped out of the room, taking out her purse to pay for the door. A long and pained cry could be heard through the whole hospital followed by the same thing being shouted all over again.

"I'm sorry…"

'I'm so sorry, I never wanted this…'

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*Sigh* And I started another new fic again, now I have even more to update. Curse me and my childish attitude, ah what the heck, I was sooo tempted to try a new genre after watching this drama that never fails to make me laugh while crying. Well, what do you think?
I will explain more about Tsu-kun's death in later chappies so please don't complain.