Disclaimer: Do not own R+V or Sekirei
AN: This story isn't written by me. I read this about four years ago but sadly I couldn't find this anywhere on this site. The author as well PaleRider365 is AWOL which is a shame. I'm posting this because I liked the story and hope everyone else does as well. I will make a couple changes in paragraphing, punctuation, and the like but nothing to take away from the story at all.
Now this story takes place before season 2 of R+V Manga, and on the first episode of Sekirei Anime/Manga. This story is a challenge issued to PaleRider365 with each chapter in an episodic format.
Challenge Rules:
1. Tsukune must have at least three Sekirei.
2. Tsukune and Minato must be related.
3. Tsukune must receive access to his vampire powers.
4. Tsukune must be badass like in the manga.
5. Minaka needs to have a fascination with Tsukune's power.
6. Tsukune must claim the South, North, East, or West as his domain.
7. Tsukune must return to the academy during the Sekirei plan.
8. Optional: Minato is turned into a ghoul by Tsukune,)
For anyone that wishes to do the same.
Story Start
Chapter 1: Sekirei + Vampire
Aono Tsukune would be the first to admit that he wasn't the strongest being out there, or even coming close to even second place in that matter. He'd be the first to admit internally, never externally, that he's weaker than most people and needs to be protected; no matter how much it pained him being utterly useless. It did murder to his ever growing pride every time one of the girls in his supposed harem saved him from harm as if he was some child in need of protection from the world around him. To be blunt, he was boiling with envy from his most precious people's powers and abilities.
Moka, the sweet and beautiful vampire who held a dark side and the power to back up the darkness within her.
Kurumu, the short and buxom succubus whose power over men swayed them to her side.
Mizore, the snow women who could freeze everyone that opposed her.
Yukari, a child of all things, but with the abilities of magic to keep her and her friends safe.
All of them where special and amazing in their own way, but what did Tsukune have? Nothing but the weakness of a human body and the soul of a monster, a true monster, locked away in the holy lock on his wrist.
His friends were notches above others who declared themselves as A-class and S-class super monsters. To make matters worse, these goddesses among mortals had the gall to declare their love for him, a foolish human who didn't have the strength to protect anyone, let alone himself. He had seen the other males at the academy's infatuation with his harem, and it was common knowledge that the male populace hated him for it. To them, he was the powerful monster that defeated the leader of the Public Safety Commission and Anti-Thesis. He would'd scoffed at the mere thought of his involvement in the demise of both organizations. Oh, he trained, he fought, he did everything in his power to help, but he knew he was nothing but a hindrance to the girls, even if they would tell him opposite. They loved and protected him and risked life and limb every day for him.
He was pathetic. What could he possibly offer any of these goddesses as repayment for their blessings upon him? Nothing because he was but an average, worthless human who foolishly stayed at a school too dangerous for him because he fell in love with a vampire. It was times like these that he hated his humanity with a passion. He had nothing to offer. He did not deserve their love and affection. After all, he was only human and humans didn't deserve such bountiful gifts.
He'd think his every time he'd lay in his futon that he had commandeered for the night in Japan's newest capital. He had never regretted ever staying at Yokai Academy or sustaining his attendance there. He was humble in his own right and the girls didn't deserve a humble man. They deserved a god amongst men.
He knew his time was limited every time he took a glance at the golden holy lock wrapped around his wrist. Things had never gone smoothly and the golden ornament was a reminder of how much of a failure he was, and of what exactly swam in his bloodstream. It was always hard contemplating his own demise, but the more he did it the easier it became. Someday, he would lose control and be done in. It could be the headmaster, Moka, or even some random punk who got lucky and saved everyone. He wouldn't allow everyone else to suffer for his mistakes. Someday, he'll finally change and lock was only delaying the inevitable, unless the chairman found a cure to his insanity.
He was confronted with pain far beyond his wildest imaginations. The mere train of thought that one day he might end up murdering his friends because of the monster within was simply too much to bear. He'd never regret making friends with his precious people, but he regretted the pain he was putting them through each and every day. More than once did he think about simply ending it all to save everyone and prevent the deaths of those unlucky enough to cross his path while he wasn't in control. Wouldn't it be easier to simply kill the ghoul before it awoke? Unsurprisingly, it was that train of thought that somehow ended up with him going back to the academy much earlier than he should've; nearly four weeks in advance to be precise. Ruby wasn't at the academy. She was apparently on an errand for the chairman. He placed his hand over the area where the dark phantom marks of corruption would spread across his body in his monster form. Even now, he could feel the dark taint even though he hadn't transformed; a testament to how far he had fallen.
Entire hallways covered the vastness of the academy, giving the illusion of a never ending maze to anyone who didn't hold the prowess of a monster. Where he was headed was the chairman's office, the sole residence of the great and feared Exorcist, Mikogami Tenmei. Every conceivable sealing art imaginable was being studied in that very room, arts that not even the likes of the chairman would ever understand. Someone was in the office, Tsukune could feel it. Ever since his first transformation into his temporary vampire state, he could feel the energies within beings as long as he was near them. While it was nowhere near as reliable as Moka's gift, which could sense other monsters from miles out, it was good enough for a human like him to sense potential danger and react to it.
As he stood in front of the door, for the first time in his life, he didn't feel the existence of fear within his heart. His muscles were relaxed and didn't strain in shock at the surrounding dark energy that swelled from the other side of the door. Oddly enough, the power overshadowed him and stomped out the fear within him, forcing him to relax and banish any doubts in his mind. With his doubt gone and his mind cleared, he slowly raised his hand to knock on the wooden doors.
"Aono-kun, please come in," a familiar voice called from the other side.
He pushed the door open without any hesitation. It wasn't as if the chairman would harm him. He had promised to help him with the holy lock, so maybe this was some sort of examination to see if it was still functioning correctly. Taking a deep breath, he stepped inside.
The Chairman was an imposing figure for someone who ran a high school, monsters or no. He appeared to be an ordinary man of average height with holy priest robes adorning his body, but Tsukune knew the truth. This man was far from a holy father one would assume with the churches of the Christian faith or the priests of Shinto shrines. Underneath that holy exterior, was most likely a monster that could bat aside even Moka if his handling of Tsukune a few weeks earlier was any proof. It was no wonder that the human turned ghoul felt like a gnat compared to man's power.
"Chairman-sama, I've come as you requested of me," Tsukune said respectfully with a long bow before taking his seat in front of the man.
The eyes of the Exorcist glowed with something akin to curiosity as they scrutinized the obviously confused boy sitting in front of him.
"It has come to my attention that you've been considering erasing your own life these past several weeks. Seldom do I ever choose to invade the privacy of one my students, but if you do not begin to explain why such thoughts are occurring, I may be convinced to take drastic action." His glowing eyes narrowed and the human could only look on in shock.
The revelation hung in the air. Such secrets simply couldn't be found on their own. Tsukune had never told anyone that he felt this way, and the manner the chairman said it held implications that the young man didn't hide it as much as is he wished. He bowed his head in shame incapable of controlling the hurricane of emotions swelling within him.
The Exorcist's golden eyes didn't soften, but they did lessened to a degree before he opened his mouth to speak once more. "You may be wondering how I came about such information, no?" The brunette nodded. The chairman said nothing, merely waving his hand to reveal a holy lock identical to the one of Tsukune's wrist. "This, Tsukune-kun, is not a holy lock like the one on your wrist. This is something akin to a medium between you and I. It creates a connection between us so I may track you should you find yourself lost. It can also reveal to me your emotions and a little inkling into your thoughts if I find you in a worrying state. So far, your thoughts have disturbed me."
"I-I have no excuses for my thoughts, Chairman-sama. It's just... with my current condition I can't help but feel…" The brunette trailed off miserably.
"You can't help but fear that one day you'll kill your friends due to your lack of control?" The chairman finished. The boy nodded solemnly. The man sighed, idly fingering one of the many rosaries on his robes. "While your fears are not unfounded, it does not excuse your latent intent to kill yourself."
Tsukune stood up without warning."If I'm dead, there isn't a chance of me hurting them!" He bellowed, his eyes flashing red, and for a second, the chairman glanced at the holy lock. None of the links had broken it seemed. "The longer I live," he struggled to get out through the cracking of his voice. "The more of a danger I am to them," he finished as he slowly fell back down into his chair, face in hand coving his reddened eyes.
The chairman gave him a hard look."Perhaps I was wrong in choosing you then. I did not expect a weakling to ever grace the halls of my academy."
The brunette's head shot up leaving his hand in the same place. "Choose me for what?" He questioned.
"It does not matter because clearly, you are not the one who will bring that plan to success. However, since you were a participant I believe you deserve to know." The chairman leaned back into his seat, his hands crossed over the desk with a stern expression on his face. "A long time ago, a dear friend of mine wished for coexistence between humans and monster. She spent the entirety of her life desperately trying to keeps the stability between the races; even encouraging breeding between both to create bonds. I created this school in attempt to aid her plan and teach monsters about the human world."
Tsukune's eyes narrowed int a glare. "Well you haven't done a very good job of it." The chairman rose an eyebrow at this suddenly outburst, and Tsukune covered his mouth in horror. "Forgive me, chairman-sama. My emotions have been running wild lately and I can't…"
"All is forgiven." The chairman waved away his apologies. "With your condition, it is understandable. Miss Akashyia was correct in stating that you would be better off in the human world in your current state. The surrounding Yokai energies are harming you. Had I left you in the human world long enough, your core would have stabilized and your emotions improve enough that there would be no cause for concern." The Chairman looked rather pointedly at the holy lock.
"As I was saying before, my friend's wish was for peace. However, she died before such an dream could be realized. To honor her dream, I would take a human from the human world and place him or her in the school in the hopes that they would stay and make friends. If the human could toss away their prejudice against monsters, then his friends could do the same for humans. So far, I've had three subjects. One died in the process, the other lost himself in fear, and there was you." The Chairman!s eyes met Tsukune's with a faint glow. "The one human who I believed could do what the others could not."
Tsukune's eyes widened."The girls…"
"Yes, the girls." The chairman nodded. He tossed a small file on the desk, five pictures scattering across it. "You have done what my other test subjects couldn't. You brought unity among the most unlikely of monsters. For a while, I believed you would be the one that could fulfill my friend's dream. But if you can't handle the monster within then you will fail like the rest."
The young man could only stare lost and unsure. "I-I don't know anymore… Moka said that no one ever recovered from turning into a ghoul." The headmaster nodded in agreement and stood up from his chair before walking to Tsukune's side.
The Chairman grasped the his wrist and thumbed the holy lock carefully. His lips curled into a small smile."If it will do better to comfort the turmoil within you, you are not the kind of ghoul you think you are."
Tsukune's Brown eyes widened at this admission. "W-what, what are you talking about?"
"It seems some education is in order. Traditionally, a ghoul is a walking corpse. They are nothing more than a mindless zombie with a desire for flesh and blood. Your transformation was not that of a regular ghoul. You are a human who failed to become a vampire." A choked gasp emanated from the student, but the headmaster continued. "The vampire blood within you belongs to a warlike race and therefore stirred the creature of war within you. I wasn't going to tell you this before, but I believe I must do so now. As long as you can keep the holy lock intact, there may be a time where you won't need it anymore and the madness within your mind will cease to exist."
"Then… then there's hope for me?" Tsukune asked hesitantly, almost not believing the other man's words."But what about when we're in trouble or attacked? You said I might use the ghoul's power again if my emotions go unchecked and break the link."
The chairman nodded. "I did say that. Your human body isn't adapted enough to Yokai to use it safely without repercussions. I do have a solution to your problem." The Chairman released Tsukune's wrist to return to his desk. Tsukune rubbed his wrist from the strength behind the Chairman's grip, but kept his attention on the robed man. The Chairman reached down into an open drawer on his desk and pulled a long and slender box that was neatly decorated in gold and mahogany out. He sat it before Tsukune atop the desk then popped the lid off. Tsukune leaned forward for a look revealing a brown and eerie looking whip.
Tsukune blinked."Eh?" He was speechless as well as confused. The chairman couldn't possibly be into those kinds of things could he? 'Oh man, not another Ruby…!' Tsukune cried in his head. The chairman cleared his throat, and Tsukune scratched the back of his head sheepishly." Sorry, chairman-sama."
The headmaster scoffed from amusement. "I'm more than aware of my assistant's... preferences." He worded carefully. "She was the one that was originally supposed to help you with this, but I guess it can't be helped. This whip is called Belmont and it can cancel the part of the holy lock that blocks you from the ghoul's power, all the while keeping its presence away from your mind."
"Wow! That's great! That means I can help Moka and…
"...Mr. Aono," the chairman interrupted smoothly. "I know you realize that such a thing will be difficult to keep hidden at this school?" Tsukune nodded and so the Chairman proceeded. "Before you can truly tap into the power gifted to you without harming your friends, your mental state will need to be relaxed. Now, I've already called your mother…"
Tsukune stood up abruptly."What! Why? What I do?"
"Please don't interrupt me again." The Chairman warned lightly though the pressure he was emitting was anything but light. Tsukune paled and nodded quickly before taking his seat once more. The chairman looked pleased. "As I was saying, I've called your mother to let her know you won't be coming back home for some time and will be taking a vacation of sorts for some advanced teaching. In reality, you will be convalescing in the human world until I deem you safe enough to return. Am I correct in assuming that you have a cousin in the newly named Shinto Teito?"
"Yes sir," Tsukune nodded. "I'm not going to ask you how you know about that, but what does my cousin have to do with this?" He's not entirely close to his family in what used to be Tokyo, but still how can they be involved in this?
"It will be beneficial if you spent some time in the human world with someone you knew instead of a stranger. Your cousin, Minato Sashashi, has agreed to assist you for some time while he is studying for his college exams. Now Mr. Aono, your transition will be as seamless as possible so I be giving you a card you may use to fund your vacation. I want you to relax on your extended break to calm the ghoul within you. As long as you have Belmont, you can tap into the power should the need ever arise, however unlikely it may seem."
Tsukune sat quietly to take all of this in. The more he thought on it the more it seemed to be a grateful of a chance to recover. His friends would be safe from him and he'd have a way to help control his emotions. He'd get to be close to family as well and it had been a while. His smile grew the more he thought on it before nodding his head. "I don't know what to say… thank you, Chairman-sama. I'll do my best to make you proud and fulfill your dream. Is it safe to assume you somehow packed all of my things and the bus driver is waiting for me?"
The chairman smirked."Smart child, yes you may assume so. However, you may not assume that you don't have any schoolwork that needs to be done on this vacation. I expect all missing work to be mailed directly back to the academy, via postal services or email. All assignments will be sent to once your settled." Tsukune groaned but nodded his consent and made to leave before the man stopped him once more."Here, take this." The chairman tossed a rather worn book lightly into the boy's arms." With Belmont, you may be able to use some techniques only available to vampires. I suggest trying some during your extended vacation."
Tsukune gave the book an incredulous look before smiling at the man who might have well saved his life. He bowed lowly."Thank you, Chairman-sama! Good bye!"
The chairman waited before the boy left before he began to cackle."Foolish boy," he shook his head, a smirk planted on his lips."Such things don't come without a price. I wonder what you will do now that you have gone ahead and got yourself unknowingly involved in a mad man's game. Perhaps I should have told him about the S Plan," the Chair,and pondered before shaking his head. "No, of course not. This is much more amusing."
Scene Change
Life was finally beginning to change for him in a positive way.
It seemed like minutes ago that the chairman called for his immediate departure into the human world. In reality, that event happened over two hours ago. He had returned home for several minutes to give some last minute goodbyes to his near hysterical mother and outrageously clingy cousin.
He felt almost nervous, returning to the human world on his own. He wasn't as comfortable as he should've been. The bus driver gave him a grin and the irony wasn't lost on him. Here he was, a human child who was a far more comfortable in the monster world than in his own, anxiously returning to said world for a time. The reasoning behind this was obvious. The monster world was a part of him now. He glanced down at the holy lock. It was part of him, permanently.
While his conscious mind drifted on the caged monster within the depths of his mind, his hands brushed the famed whip, Belmont, from within the pack on his lap. He raised an eyebrow. He could've sworn he'd played a game that had the same exact whip in it. He shook his head at this though. It didn't matter. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about a video game. When his hand grasped the hilt the reaction was subtle. It'd be barely noticeable for one who had never experienced the change before. Tsukune on the other hand had felt the change numerous times in his high school career.
Brown eyes burned as they morphed into their blood scarlet and his brown hair sizzled like electricity flowing into them as it lightened several shades. This power flowing through his body empowered him in a way he couldn't explain with words out right. He felt far more energized than he had ever been before. Another sensation alongside this made him grimaced. There's always a price for power, and the price for this one in particular was on his neck. Even if it wasn't entirely visible he could feel the corruption pulsing from where Moka had bitten him last. It wasn't entirely uncomfortable, but it also wasn't welcome. It served as a reminder of what would happen should he lose Belmont in the future.
The powers faded the moment Belmont fell from his grasp. Tsukune quickly zipped his backpack closed to put those thoughts to the back of his mind. He turned his attention to the window, gazing deeply to the outside world not contained in this yellow bus. Shinto Teito was the newest addition to Japan, and one Tsukune held no knowledge about. They had changed much of the layout from modern day Tokyo he remembered, and for the life of him he couldn't figure out where anything was. He thumbed the brochure resting atop from his pack with some interest. Apparently the whole city of Tokyo was bought out by MBI, or Mid Bio Informatics. From his current knowledge it's a pharmaceutical company that rose to power through advanced technologies and a lot of money. He snorted in amusement. Who would buy a city other than a mad man and the owner Minaka Hiroto looked like a clown in his white suit and cape. He looked far better suited for a circus than an owner of such a prestigious company.
As if not wishing to be forgotten, his cellphone rang without warning. Tsukune stumbled slightly, his arm going into the side pocket of his backpack and winced. It was in the main fold so He readjusted pushing aside his books in haste in search for his phone. He groaned, "What kind of idiot puts his phone at the bottom of his bag?" Finally, he managed to find the elusive object and looked at the collar ID and smiled at how it was.
He pressed the green symbol before placed the phone to his ear to answer. "Hello, Minato," He greeted his cousin. Tsukune had met Minato when he was four years old with Minato being two years his senior. His aunt had finally taken time out of her busy schedule to visit a sister she hadn't seen in nearly five years. The result was two socially awkward cousins who had gotten along well due to their similar problem of being average. The only differences are that Minato was a lot smarter, and his nerves were his only downside. He hadn't seen his elder cousin since he was thirteen years old. To think he'd finally be seeing him again, much less living with him, brought a bright emotion out of him. He was happy.
"Ah, Tsukune-kun," Minato's voice was awfully cheerful on the other line."It's good to finally talk to you again. It's been a long time."
"Yeah," Tsukune agreed."It has been a long time. I heard that you're taking your exams this week, right? Mom said that you were taking them again."
"Yeah," he sounded sullen already at the reminded. "I failed last time. Your mother said you failed your high school exams though," he shot back.
Tsukune could only smile at his cousins reply. He felt the older male perking up on the other side though and was right as well. "Well,I guess we're both just a couple of dunces." The brunette shook his head while his cousin stifled a chuckle."How's your sister been? Will she be attending with you?" Tsukune heard a groan of irritation from Minato. It wasn't hard to understand why. Tsukune's other cousin was just as much of a pain as Yukari was. The boy remembered how the older girl tried and succeeded in dressing him up like a doll when he was younger. Not his greatest hour in the slightest.
"Yes. Yukari will be taking the test too." Minato confirmed. Minato glanced down at his watch before speaking once more. "Not to be rude, but do you have any idea when you will be arriving?"
Tsukune looked down at his phone and frowned. It was around four pm. He took a deep breath. "I should be there in about…" Tsukune smiled when the bus driver put three fingers in the air right on queue. "Three hours. We're in the city now so it won't be long before we get to your apartment. Have you told your landlord that I was coming?"
"Yes. I gave him the money your mother sent in advance." Minato responded. The nineteen year old glared at the large stack of books on his desk. "I've got to study so I'll see in you in a little bit. Goodbye. "
"Bye." Tsukune wordlessly shut his phone before leaning back into his seat. It shouldn't be long now. Just three hours and his extended vacation would begin. Even though he was slightly reluctant, he did agree with the Chairman. Maybe some time in the human world would finally allow him to relax and recuperate instead of worry constantly.
Tsukune closed his eyes to rest a bit with the coming vacation in his mind thinking he'd be free of stress and worry.
Scene Change
He dreamed once more of his death once more.
"Don't think badly of me, Tsukune…"
It was that night once again. Back then, he had no control over his body and held no care for the consequences his actions might have on his future. Contrary to popular belief, he was more than aware of what his body was doing. He had been dreaming of it constantly, watching his crazed body attempt to murder his friends. He saw the monster he had become and he was disgusted by it.
"You shouldn't have been involved with the Monster World…"
He had died that night, sooner than he liked, especially when he was only sixteen years old. He hadn't regretted his decision despite its ramifications. He did it for the one he loved. How could he not fall in love with the vampire goddess that graced him with her presence? He was her first friend, and she in turn was his first true friend. Even worse she was his first love. He was like all high school boys. He had a lot of acquaintances and more than a lot of crushes for girls that cared for nothing but the jock or overly popular guys over him. When Moka asked to be his friend it was more of a blessing for him than she would ever come realize. Without her, he wouldn't have met Kurumu, Mizore, or Yukari. He would've more than likely left the academy or died trying to find his place in it. She was an otherworldly beauty, and like a pitiful commoner he fell in love with her. This was despite the fact that there wasn't a chance in the nine hells that she'd accept his feelings for her.
"That's why I told you, Tsukune that you should've returned to the human world…"
Agony couldn't come close to what Tsukune feeling as his silver haired goddess slowly walked in his direction, a look of finality in her crimson eyes. Her eyes were cold, icier than he had ever seen before and the worst part was that it was centered on him of all people. She couldn't imagine the pain he was in. Her vampire blood sung to his crazed body, he needed… no he craved for her blood to pour down his throat and quench the thirst that drove his mind into oblivion. Words couldn't describe the horror he felt as she rushed forward and brought him down with a fierce kick. His body ached from the agonizing pain it brought and yet stood back to his feet regardless.
A silver tear fell down her beautiful cheeks.
"Forgive me… I no longer have a way to save you…"
He didn't dare hope for mercy; he didn't deserve it. He knew it the moment he glanced down at the fallen outcast at his feet. Midou was below him in a bloody, disfigured mess. He most likely wouldn't survive the rest of the night.
He rushed at her, his speed surpassing hers. No matter how much he cried for his death in his mind he stood to fight back. She was far more experienced than his body was and he once again felt a bitter copper taste in his mouth as he ate dirt once more. The taste of his own blood infuriated his body and the madness grew as the branch of corruption spread farther along his neck. He beat her down without remorse and furiously kicked her aside, determined to make her feel pain before her untimely death. To his relief, she reacted quickly and brought the ghoul to the ground once more, a deadly look in her eyes. It was like looking into the eyes of death.
"Tsukune… the truth is… I wanted to be with you more…"
More tears fell and the ghoul realized that its body refused to respond anymore. The screaming boy trapped in his mind watched resignedly as the silver haired goddess picked him up by the collar of his shirt. Suddenly, her slender and soft hand wrapped around his neck. She hoisted him up until his toes let the ground.
"When the time comes… you'll need to give yourself an answer… Tsukune…"
She reared her arm back, ready to deliver the final blow.
He closed his eyes.
'I love you, Moka-san.' He couldn't speak this so it went I heard.
She let her arm fly and darkness took him.
"This is your stop, kid."
Tsukune's eyes snapped open and he looked around in alarm. He relaxed once he recognized the brown seats of the bus and city lights outside the windows. There wasn't an abandoned building. There wasn't an Anti-thesis or a ghoul lurking about. Moka wasn't going to kill him. He was safe. He was alive. It took all his will to remind himself of that fact.
The bus driver cleared his throat and Tsukune's head snapped up. The bus drive gestured outside, and Tsukune looked out realizing it was indeed his stop. He offered the bus driver an apologetic grin. "Eh, sorry Mr. Bus driver. I'll be on my way now." The bus driver chuckled, and Tsukune quickly gathered his things. Before he stepped off however, the bus driver stopped him.
"Have fun, kid." He said. Tsukune looked back to something strange. He's never seen that man's face without its creepy grin on it. The seriousness of his expression had an ominous feeling to it as well. ?As long as you realize what's good in life, that nasty old ghoul won't creep up on you," the bus driver reminded him taking Tsukune by surprise.
Before he could respond Tsukune was left by himself as the bus drove off. He shook his head. First the chairman and now the bus driver was concerned. The thought of it sees crazy, but not without some merit to it. He looked at his hands picturing the blood that fell from them knowing there's much to be concerned for. He hadn't mattered to them before his turning, so why were they so concerned now? From the sounds of it he's simply a pawn for their friend's dream.
Shaking his head, he left his disturbed mind to its musings and looked forward. He chuckle at what he saw. Like his cousin, the apartment wasn't so spectacular. It was one of those instances where Tsukune could finally take the time to make small comparisons between himself and everyone else around him as a few past him by. Compared to them, the younger boy wasn't an average human. He was far stronger than any human hoped to be. He had personal experience of surviving almost anything if the scars on his body were any indication. He grimaced at the reminder. He'd have to find a way of hiding those scars from Minato. It wouldn't do well if he started asking his questions on why his cousin looked like he was mauled by a bear.
Tsukune didn't even think that Moka knew how many scars he had all over his body because of his decision to stay at the academy. He had burns that would never heal completely on his chest because of Kuyō, scars from Saizo on his first day, and the large x-shaped one he had received from the monstrel after meeting him for a second time. As long as he didn't visit any hot springs with his cousin or joined him in the futon he'd be okay.
He adjusted the shoulder strap of his pack and picked up his suitcase before heading into the building. Like the outside, the inside wasn't much to look at either. Whether it was because the building was old, or the landlord was too much of an ass to take care of it, the building looked terrible. He was already missing his dormitory back at the academy. The ceiling had cracks in it, and there're termites in the stairs.
Tsukune sighed a bit but understood Minato's predicament. He imagined with all the studying required to pass these exams, his cousin didn't have time for a job.
He walked past the landlord without greeting him. Usually, he was rather polite to everyone, but that man pissed him off without even saying anything. Ever since the ghoul incident his emotions hadn't been very controlled so this was almost normal.
Tsukune found Minato's apartment with ease and knocked on the door. After some loud rustling and rumbling from behind the wall the door swung open revealing his very tired looking cousin. Minato's hair was spiked in every direction and there were dark bags under his eyes. His grey eyes brightened as he took in his cousin. "Ah, Tsukune! Welcome."
"Minato, hey." Tsukune nodded, stepping inside. He raised an eyebrow as his brown eyes wandered his older cousin's apartment. Clothes were strewn about everywhere and the place clearly resembled a pigsty.
Minato gave a sheepish smile then tired laugh. "Sorry about the mess." He apologized while rubbing the back of his head. "With all my college preparations I really didn't have any time to prepare for your arrival."
Tsukune looked over with a carefree smile."It's fine. I just found it surprising that the cousin who always scolded me about cleanliness has a room dirtier than mine. I'll help clean up while you study for tomorrow."
Minato frowned. "You don't have to do that Tsukune. You're my guest after all." He protested, waving his arms around. "Do you imagine what my mom would say if you cleaned up my apartment?"
Tsukune chuckled. "She loves me. I'll curb her wrath from you for a bit. As for cleaning up, I don't mind at all. I'll even prepare dinner so we can catch up over some hot food. You look really tired anyway." His cousin flushed red and Tsukune smiled."Just let me put my stuff away and I'll get started."
"S-sure," Minato gave in, albeit grudgingly."You're still the mother hen, huh? I remember how you used to get worried about Yukari and me when we misbehaved. You always stopped what you were doing to help us."
"I think my mother hen problem got worse after you left. Aunties' always calling my mother, telling her how much of a delinquent you've been lately." Tsukune laughed softly. He gave this cousin a smile as he dropped his bag in a corner and opened his suitcase. "My friends are always telling me that I'm a worrywart too."
Minato brightened at this ."At least some things didn't change about you."
"Hm, what do you mean?" Tsukune questioned.
Minato smiled."Believe it or not Tsukune, but you seem different. Maybe it's just because we're older, but you don't seem like the scared, protective, little boy I remember."
Was it really that obvious? Even if Tsukune couldn't see it, Minato and everyone else could. Thinking on it, it made sense. When he began his first term at the academy he had wide and innocent eyes that knew not the suffering of others, and his body was frail and weak. Now though his eyes narrowed to a sharp degree and his face and body were already beginning to define his past experiences. More so then he first imagined.
"I don't see it." Tsukune admitted with a shrug. "So where can I put my stuff?"
"Oh," Minato looked a bit before pointing to a corner. "Over there."
Tsukune took noticed of a small drawer in the corner and empty enough space for him next to his cousin. "Thanks." He pulled his suitcase to that corner then placed the rest of his items in the drawer before pulling out a futon and rolling it on the ground. He visibly relaxed as he stood up once done the made for the kitchen. "Now go do your work and let me cook dinner."
"Tch," Minato rolled his eyes. "I turned into a procrastinator because of you…" he mumbled before trudging off to his desk.
Tsukune chose not to respond to that comment and continued on his way. His eye twitched once he took in the full scope of this apartment. It's smaller than his own dorm room at the academy. The kitchen was also far too simple for his liking. Tsukune shook his head. It didn't matter. It wasn't as if it would affect his culinary skills anyway.
Behind him Tsukune could hear the barely audible sounds of pencil scratching against paper and Minato's tired sigh. He smirked smugly. He wouldn't have to do that for some time.
As noodles boiled in hot water, he pulled out the book given to him by the Chairman. He recognized the label. Some mysterious bat always mentioned the contents of the book whenever Moka or the girls were fighting some random student. It's basically a Bite-Sized Monster Dictionary. Whether it was his determination to control his powers or to find weaknesses that could kill him should he lose control, Tsukune found himself turning to the Vampire section of the book.
Bite-Size Monster Dictionary:
Vampire (Vam-pyre): A Vampire is often mentioned in the folklore of various cultures: It is a monster that sucks the blood of humans and livestock for nutrients. Possesses high battle capabilities and is not easy to kill. Its strength is one of the greatest amongst monsters. On the other hand, vampires have many weaknesses such as being weakened by water. Also known as the Immortal Ones.
Tsukune gently underlined the word "Immortal." Not even halfway through the page and he had already come across an important fact he should've learned from the movies. Was it possible that Moka was immortal? If so, how in the hell was he supposed to have a relationship with her? He marked the section. If he was going to make such a relationship work (if he ever had the balls to court her), he'd need to find a solution to that problem, less Moka end up alone after he died.
Tsukune shook his head. There's no point in wallowing in despair and on depressing subjects. The Chairman was right. He had to wake up for his friends' sake.
Powers and Abilities:
Yōki Conversion: The signature ability of the Vampire race is their ability to channel their unrivaled reserves of Yōki directly into their unique musculature thus capable of generating incredibly high levels of raw strength.
"Hmm, so that's how Moka-san hits people so hard. Here I thought she did that naturally." He mumbled. "She could still almost pull my arm off even while sealed." It didn't seem far off to assume that he had this same ability as well with the vampire blood pulsing within him. His supposed harem, after beating him for wallowing in self-pity, did tell him that the Ghoul was very strong. Heck, almost as strong as Moka was. Did he use it unconsciously, or was it just a natural ability he possessed? With this question in mind for later Tsukune moved to the next line.
Healing Abilities: As a species highly specialized for combat, Vampires possess unrivaled healing abilities and incredible stamina. Their healing in response to damage can be defined as reflexive if not automatic They've a staggering pain threshold and capable of sustaining tremendous amounts of punishment in the unlikely event of taking injury from their enemy.
Tsukune nodded at this one. He obviously possessed that ability from Moka's blood. There wasn't a way in the nine hells that he would've survived most of the damage his body suffered if now for her blood constantly repairing his muscles and cells. Maybe that's why the ghoul was so difficult for Moka to beat. With a healing factor like that it's not hard to assume that it'll take a lot to kill him. He'd have to ask the Chairman later if there's a way to possibly cancel out that healing factor. With that he moved to the next term.
Yōki Detection: Another signature Vampiric ability. It's the power to not only sense an opponent's energy but their intentions as well. This allows a Vampire to be able to sense their thoughts and movements without relying on sound, sight, vibrations, or even smell effectively enabling the Vampire to almost 'foresee' their enemy's attack and react accordingly.
"This one sounds incredibly useful," Tsukune remarked quietly. He gently stirring the noodles and added diced meats and vegetables to the pot. I wonder why Moka-san had a hard time finding me or Mizore-san if she can tap into that ability," he pondered. It's an ability he's unaware of he has it or not. Maybe when Minato wasn't around or at college he could practice and see if it was available to him. Tsukune moved to the next term after.
Wealth of Power: This largely forgotten and shunned ability enables a Vampire to change their shape into almost any form that he or she wishes, such as a wolf, mouse, bat, mist, or and other forms known in Vampire folklore. Despite its tremendous potential, the Vampire's obsession with creating and sustaining an aesthetically-pleasing appearance has led to the abandonment of this innate skill.
Tsukune almost spilled his noodles. "I thought that was just in the movies!" He sputtered in amazement. Moka had never transformed into a mouse or bat before. Come to think of it she hadn't changed any part of her body before. Then again, it was an abandoned skill. But still why would you abandon a talent so so much potential just to look good? It didn't sound too smart in his opinion, but then again he's human. What did he know? He moved to the second to last term on the page.
Charm: Vampires can utilized a type of hypnosis on victims they wish to suck blood from to lower their guard. Force is also possible but based on personality.
He shook his head. That ability didn't, couldn't exist could it? Moka idn't charm him into letting her have his blood. Nope, never happened in his life and that ability didn't sound like it belonged to vampires. It sounded like it belonged to all women in general. That's right all women have it… Moka included. Tsukune mused son this before shaking his head curious to banish these traitorous thoughts. He quickly moved on to the last term to evade this subject.
Blood Transfusion: Vampires will bite and inject their victims with their own blood through their fangs. Depending of the kind of vampire giving the blood and the species of the recipient the results can vary.
There's far more information and details, but for now, that was enough to learn today. His ramen noodles were done. He almost drooled as the scent of his own creation seeped into his nostrils, and it wasn't long before he found his cousin peeking out of the door like a small child.
Minato's eyes were wide and watery."C-Can I have some?" he stuttered childishly. A bit of pride was evident on Tsukune's face from Minato's groveling, and he idly blamed it on Moka. She was bad influence, and he was starting to become slightly arrogant in his abilities, especially in his culinary skills. Minato floated over to the small table he had for dinner. "Smellllllssss Soooo gooood…"
Tsukune smiled as he prepped the food for serving. "Eat up. It was the best I could make with what you had in the pantry." He sat the nice boiling pot on a place mat atop the table and took out two bowls and sat them up neatly. "I'm going to have to visit the supermarket tomorrow to fill it."
Minato scratched the back of his head. "Sorry. If you want I can go ahead and grab some takeout tomorrow after my exams so you don't have to go. I imagine you want to explore the city so there isn't any need for you to go out of your way or anything."
Tsukune just grinned. "It's fine. I've got to help out somehow if I'm living with you. Besides, you can't have anything distracting you from your test."
"Thanks for reminding me about it." Minato grumbled.
Tsukune frowned at the expression of distress evident on his cousin's face. "I guess you still have trouble with dealing with pressure, huh?" Minato sunk lower in depression, and Tsukune shook his head. "Don't worry you'll pass. By the way, have you gotten a girlfriend yet?"
"No,. Minato groaned then raised his head in curiosity."Have you?" It wasn't a secret that a major similarity between the two cousins was their cluelessness when it comes to women. Though Tsukune did have… experience with women that his cousin obviously didn't have, but he wasn't about to tell him that. The younger cousin shook his head left and right. At this Minato sighed in relief. He wasn't the only one in the family without a significant other which is true.
"Although, most of my friends are girls," Tsukune said loosely.
And Minato deflated once more, but jumped back with a smile despite knowing his cousin was doing better than him. It was his fault after all. He was an rōnin of all things. "Your mother did mention something about you going to some private academy. Do your friends go there too?"
"Yes," Tsukune nodded. "I think it's the only place where I ever really made friends of the opposite gender. No one wants the average kid, ya know."
Minato rolled his eyes. "Tell me about it." He slurped some of Tsukune's heavenly work and his eyes widened. "Wow, Tsukune! This is really good. You could be a chef or something."
"Hn," the smugness in Tsukune grew and he did his best to hide that Moka-like-smirk that was creeping on his lips. His best wasn't good enough, but Minato was took busy to notice.
Soon, the whole pot was devoured and Minato patted his stomach happily. "I haven't eaten that well in a while."
Tsukune grinned. "That's good and all, but you have an exam tomorrow in the morning. It's nearly midnight. Go get some sleep." He ordered mockingly and Minato glared at him childishly. Tsukune brought the worse out of him sometimes.
"Fine," he mumbled and trudged through the bedroom door and fumbled into his futon. Tsukune chuckled quietly. His cousin and he were similar in many ways. Speaking of sleep, it was probably time for him to go to bed as well. With that in mind, he pulled off his academy blazer and put the dirty dishes in the sink. He stared down at the clutter of dishes before him and frowned. He'd clean them tomorrow morning while Minato took the exam. After that, they could go get some lunch or something and he can explore Shinto Teito.
Tsukune pushed away from the sink to his futon. The minute he hit it he was out like a light.
Scene Change - The next morning
When Tsukune had awoken he had discovered something mysterious and unprecedented in the air. It's something unexpected at the fact that some force around him reminded him of the academy. There was no visible indication that something anything changed, but something indeed is different. He gave the holy lock around his wrist an accusing glance.
It was definitely the ghoul's fault.
Tsukune thought back on the book he read last night. Vampires have the ability to detect when things in the air were different than before. Maybe that Yōki Detection was coming naturally to him. Either that or he had a high survival instinct. It's probably born from the job of being a student at an all monster school. Of course, Minato would be none the wiser to his cousin's unique condition, and he intended to keep it that way.
Tsukune took a look at the watch on the wrist that didn't hold the lock and let out a tired sigh. It was 9:45 and Minato would be starting his exam in an hour. There're some situations where it's better to attend early and apparently Minato was a follower of the saying "the early bird gets the worm." He couldn't feel his cousin's presence in the apartment so it was safe to assume he left.
Tsukune pulled himself out his futon then freed his body from his white dress shirt. He made his to the bathroom for an eagerly awaited shower and soak. As he soaked in the furo soapy buds running down his chest. He brought his wrist up for examination. All the links to the holy lock were completely stable so there wasn't any cause for concern that may make him regress into his ghoul state again. The Chairman did say that he could access the power he possessed with Belmont, but how much power was he able to access? Would it be possible to someday access it without the holy lock breaking and turning him back into a mindless monster?
Clad in only a pair of jeans, he picked up his pack to get a better look at what the headmaster had given to him. He obviously had the Belmont placed next to him for safe keeping. On this opposite side he had the Bite-Sized-Dictionary. He should probably study it later just in case of any possible Yōkai encounter while in the human world in the future. No matter how slim the possibility was there's always a chance. He dug his hand around and retrieved one last item from the pack. He frowned, because he didn't remember the Chairman ever giving him this item.
It was an old and worn leather book, the pages yellow from age. It had the illustrations of numerous kinds of rosaries and locks adorning the cover and in gold. "Nosferatu" was engraved on the front cover same with the spine as the apparent title. A small slip of paper fell out from the book. He picked it up and began to read it off.
Dear Mr. Aono,
My assistant, Ruby has seen fit to request my aid in your early training due to you having no understanding of how your powers may work. The book in your hands is an old and irreplaceable artifact handcrafted by my oldest friend. It was meant to teach young vampires how to control and use their powers due to the many purges the humans committed in medieval times. Unfortunately, she never published it and gave it to me for safekeeping. Inside, you will find not only her teachings but some personal notes courtesy of me that will teach you how to draw Yōki from the holy lock without turning into your monster form. A word of caution, should you overextend the amount of Yōki drawn from the holy lock without the assistance of Belmont one of the many links will break and the possibility of you transforming into a ghoul will increase. I cannot aid you anymore. It is time you start making your own decisions without someone helping you in the shadows. Dark times are coming, Mr. Aono. I'd like if you were prepared for it.
Tenmei Mikogami
Chairman of Yokai Academy
Tsukune scowled. Just when he thought things were starting to become easier. That meant Belmont would have to be on hand at all times till he could draw on the power by himself. He was grateful for the assistance and made a reminder to thank the chairman next time he saw him. He put everything away in a small mobile travel bag. It'd be wise to have them on hand incase something happened while he was away. Whether it was a tribute to a fallen friend or if he really believed in him, the chairman needed Tsukune for something important. It had to be big if he wanted to prevent any possibility of death by offering him something to keep him busy. Whatever the case, he'd has to be ready. Procrastination in school work was perfectly acceptable, at least in his mind. Procrastination on major things that had the chairman giving handouts, not so much.
He threw on a long sleeve shirt and jacket and shouldered his small belongings. It looked like a nice day. It wouldn't hurt to explore the city while Minato was off being studious. He rushed out of the apartment building but careful to avoid the landlord that owned it. He seemed like the kind of guy who was an ass to everyone and spread rumors. The young man could deal with assholes at the academy, but he wasn't allowed to call in Inner Moka to ruin the guy's day. Why Minato had to deal with that he didn't know. If Tsukune could man up a little then technically so could his cousin.
Tsukune caught a bus the minute after he left making traveling a bit easier than he had expected. He frowned at what he saw was left of Tokyo. Most of the buildings were replaced with MBI Shinto Teito adjusted ones leaving only the more traditional homes unchanged. The government metropolitan building had been destroyed and over it stood the MBI building with a massive screen on it.
"In breaking economic news, Hiroto Minaka, President of the giant conglomerate MBI, announced today that the company has bought eighty percent of all Shinto Teito stocks. Minority shareholders are decrying this unexpected event as a power grab."
Tsukune stopped listening to the reporter and sighed. "To think that someone out there has enough money to buy out a whole city," Tsukune shook his head as he continued on his way. "It's a little unnerving. That much power in one person's hand is a scary thought." His brown eyes took in the picture of the President of MBI. "That man looks creepier than the chairman. He has a creepier laugh too."
Tsukune ignored most of the changes to the city as he could to explore. He wandered aimlessly for several hours. He stopped at several store windows to take a look at their wares during. It was weird how many people sold some less than ordinary stuff and how many people bought it. As several young men in suits walked by, he could tell that they were hosts. There was one man with silver hair and reddish brown eyes who waved politely before continuing on his way.
A dark cloud formed over Tsukune's head. .Man, I bet he gets all the girls… I can't even get Moka to look at me like that." He narrowed his eyes a bit at that. .Note to self: don't take Moka to a host club with that guy," he worded audibly. It was hard enough being an average guy with average looks, but with guys like those it's impossible to get girls like Moka to even notice him. Admittedly, sometimes he wondered if Moka just stuck around because his blood was awesome.
He smacked himself. Bad Tsukune! Bad! Moka's your friend! How could you be so rude?
Ignoring those traitorous thoughts of his, he went inside the store where the hosts went to get their suits and good looking clothing. The store décor was very nice with mahogany tables and chairs that glistened like stars and numerous changing rooms filled with gorgeous attire. The carpet was smooth and black in color, and Tsukune felt like he was an outsider. Before he could make like a banana and split a slender hand caught his shoulder. "Do you need help with something?" The voice was very feminine and had a husky edge to it. Tsukune found himself looking at the silver haired man from before.
"Ah," he scratched the back of his head. "No. I just don't think this place is for me. I never did have any good taste." He admitted anxious enough to leave. "Thanks for offering though. I should probably go now."
"Nonsense!" The man sort of giggled. "You don't have to go. I'll be glad to help you out." Tsukune found himself dragged back into the store. The silver haired man led him through an isle of clothes. "I'm Kagari, by the way. I'm a host entertainer at the host club down the street."
"Aono Tsukune." Tsukune shook his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Kagari-san." He took a quick look around while Kagari was occupied for an escape. He found none to his dismay.
Kagari looked up. "Is there anything in particular you're looking for, Aono-san? Do you have a budget in mind?" The man asked with a wee bit of distaste in his eyes at Tsukune's clothing. Kagari saw the way he reacted to him. Trying to grab a girl's eye isn't as easy as some make t out to be. He knew the feeling. Tsukune came off as average at first glance be even he could spot an aura about the boy. He's curious to see where this might go as well. This a Tsukune could get a girl if he dressed better.
Tsukune shook his head. "Tsukune is just fine, Kagari-san. As for your other question, I don't really have a budget, but I am in need of a new wardrobe. I've recently returned from private school and came home to find that none of my clothes fit." He wasn't lying. His mother nearly had a fit when he came out with pants that looked like high waters and shirts that he couldn't even put on because they were so small. Had he grown that much in such a little time it even left him speechless.
Kagari smiled from amusement. "We'll just have to fix that won't we?" Kagari gathered an armful of different materials and gave one of the clerks a rather pointed look that had her running towards him. "Measure Mr. Aono here and tell him how he looks. I'll have the girls down at the host club come by and give their own opinion." The young woman began to gather the materials to get started with Kagari's wish. This Tsukune does have the face and movements of a good person so he really hopes they help him out instead of teasing him. Though Kagari did have his fingers crossed.
"Wait what!?" Tsukune sputtered.
"You really think I do this by myself? I'm a guy too, ya know." Kagari said innocently."You seem nice enough and the girls will set you straight in no time." Kagari hadn't been this amused in a while. It was always fun to pick out the innocent ones and have everyone critique them. He smiled at the clerk before heading out to the club to get some assistance "Enjoy," Kagari waved back. "She made me look the way I do so treat her right." An amused Kagari left with a name and a face committed to memory. That kid was different and something about him was abnormal enough to peak even his interest. Something told him they're going to meet again. Maybe even sooner than they both will ever expect.
Tsukune wasn't a least bit amused.
Clothes shopping nearly took two hours because everyone had their own little opinion. The hostesses were very nice and attractive, and very genuine in their opinions. It was their job to look good so their advice was as good as any. They had thrown away his old clothes the minute he bought new ones, and now he found himself in a black turtle neck with grey slacks.
It was times like this that Tsukune did regretted denying Kurumu a chance to shop with him. The trip would've been a lot longer had she been there, but for how hard she tried to get him out of his clothes she cared a lot about what he'd wear.
He adjusted the collar a bit that those women tightened down a little too much.
Suddenly, his phone rang. "Hello," Tsukune answered. His eyes lingered on the caller ID, and it wasn't one he recognized. It belonged to an Inn of sorts? Why someone from an inn would be calling him, he had no idea.
"Tsukune!" His eyes widened at the person on the other line. It was Minato.
"Minato," he nearly questioned more confused than surprised. "Why aren't you calling me from your cellphone? You were supposed to meet me for lunch, but I never got a text."
Minato chuckled nervously on the other line."Well something happened…"
'Oh, no.' Tsukune recognized that tone of voice. He used it all the time when he was around Inner Moka or the girls in general when something bad happened. "Okay, what happened?"
"Well, for starters… I failed the exams again."
"What?" Tsukune exclaimed in surprise. "I saw you study for nearly half the night last night. How did you fail? And more importantly, what are you going to do now?"
Minato bowed his head on the other line. "That's not all… I got kicked out of the apartment." Before Tsukune could react he continued. "But a landlady was very generous and offered us rooms at an place called Izumo Inn. It's a nice place and she lowered the price for us."
"Huh," Tsukune was silent other line for several moments before continuing. "Well, at least you got us a new place," he muttered. "But do you mind telling me how you got kicked out in the first place?"
Minato chuckled nervously again."Well you see -"
"Minato-sama, who are you talking to?"
A girl said over the phone. It had to be a girl's voice and she called Minato Minato-sama at that. Tsukune gave the phone an incredulous look not exactly sure if he heard right ."Was that a girl I just heard…?" Minato gulped and Tsukune could practically feel his apprehension from over the phone. He snort a bit to stifle a laugh at his cousin's expense. "Oh wow it is isn't it? Minato, you sly devil you..." Finally, he could tease someone about the same problem he had.
Minato remain silent and utterly speechless. "Oh, Minato," Tsukune chuckled. "You finally feel my pain. Don't feel so bad about it though. I deal with stuff like that at school all the time." Minato sighed in relief as a sign he was still alive. Tsukune stretched before taking a look at the latest bus schedules down the road. He looked up this Izumo Inn on his phone as well as its address being in the North sector of the city. He gave the schedules a good once over before finding the route that stops closest to the inn. "Look, I'll be there in about a half hour. Later cousin," Tsukune closed his phone assuming Minato was stuck in place right now.
He shook his head in exasperation. "It must be the genes. It has to be. No one has that much bad luck but mom and her sister."
It wasn't long before he reached Izumo Inn. It was nice in a traditional Japanese boarding style house. He admired the owner for keeping something like this in tip top shape in 2020. They must've been a very hard working person. Tsukune walked up to the door to knock. Before he could tap the wood the sliding doors opened.
"Ahh, you must be Aono Tsukune." A woman revealed behind the door with her hand on the door still. An experienced eye would've recognized the grace and pride within this woman's movements. Tsukune did with ease comparing with another's. She's a slender but shapely woman with purple hair that greeted him. Plus she's very beautiful. "Welcome to Izumo Inn," the woman smiled gently at her.
Tsukune smiled politely at the warmth behind that smile and bowed his head to the supposed owner. He stood ready to leave his old adventure that began with monsters behind him and begin this new one.
Unbeknownst To Tsukune though this new adventure is where two kinds of people will be thrust into a game of tragedy and romance. Unknown to him, because of his cousin's actions, he wouldn't be capable of relaxing on this extended vacation as much as he'd like.
A/N: That's the first chapter down with a bit of revision from me to correct some of the faults in pacing. As I said the story was first published by Palerider365 and if anything I want to see it come back and a possible continuation if I can get into this writer's head.
Tell me what you guys think.