As everyone here knows, i do not own Rosario Vampire nor any of the affiliated characters or events. This is just something i wanted Tsukune to be. I came up with the creature and all its abilities on my own and if it sounds like something you have read or heard about i assure you i did not steal the idea.

Tsukune stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing out over the sea. He looked down at his hand as he pulled it away from his chest. It wasn't his normal skin tone. It was dyed a dark red. His chest throbbed painfully with each beat of his heart and sent lines of pain arcing through his body with every breath he took. Looking up, he watched the sun set over the ocean. He smiled to himself, thinking how the disappearing light was a good physical representation of his life. Slowly fading away into oblivion. Except he thought, my life will not return with the end of the night. A flare of pain suddenly shot through him. He grimaced as he clutched his chest in agony and doubled over coughing. Each cough sent new waves of pain through him. Blood splattered the ground as he forced it out of his lungs and fell to one knee.

He looked up, panting slightly from the ordeal. Dark red blood trickled out of the corners of his mouth and dripped off his chin. The sun had nearly set. Almost all light was gone as night spread its dark grip across the sky and land. He struggled to his feet.

A crack rang out behind him.

He turned, looking for the source of the sound. If it was a member of Anti-Thesis, or some student looking to fight him for standing, then he was dead. He didn't have any strength left in him to fight.

Inner Moka walked out of the forest, her pale face unreadable and blood-red eyes emotionless. She took in his form with an air of apathy.

Eyes sad, Tsukune smiled slightly as he turned to face her. Blood continued to leak out of the corners of his mouth and around the fingers that were covering the wound on his chest.

""What are you smiling about?" Inner Moka asked coldly.

"Nothing of importance. Just about how much of an idiot I've been and how much trouble I've caused." Tsukune replied, looking at his feet sadly. "Moka-sama, I'm not mad about what happened or about what you did."

Flashback

Tsukune watched in awe as Moka changed into her vampire form. Why would she want to talk to me, he wondered. He feared the ever possible chance of her rejecting him. If it did happen, she would probably be blunt and to the point. Nothing in the world could have prepared him for what happened next.

"So you want to be with me, Aono Tsukune, hmm? Is that right?" Inner Moka said sensually to him, sending shivers up Tsukune's spine.

"I love you both with all of my being. I always have really. So yes, that is right." He replied with conviction. He was prepared for her to tell him that she didn't care and for him to know his place. What he was not prepared for, however, was to have a fist meet his stomach, sending him backwards into and through six very old and large trees.

He lay on the ground, dust slowly dissipating into the air around him. He coughed up blood as he got to his feet. What the hell was that, he wondered. Then he saw a figure walk out of the dust in front of him. It was Inner Moka, her eyes burning with an indescribable rage.

"You cocky little punk!" She yelled, grabbing his arm and slamming him into the ground with all of her might. "How fucking dare you think that I would ever want to be with any creature below me! And you! Of all people. What would ever make you think that you even had the slightest chance with me? You, a filthy, fucking human! Of all creatures!" She straddled his chest and started punching his chest as hard as she possibly could. With each impact, Tsukune was forced deeper into the ground and colossal amounts blood was forced out his mouth. He couldn't breathe. The blood that was filling his mouth was filling his lungs as well.

She stood up and picked him up. "Know your place you stupid little boy. I, a proud and noble vampire would never, even consider, going out with a thing like you. You are the lowest of the low. You are something I would rather watch burn than even come close to getting anywhere near intimate. You should be thankful that I'm using my own hands to hit you. You unworthy piece of scum." She kicked him into the air and waited until he fell back in front of her before spinning around and slamming her heel as hard as she could into his side, sending him into a wall at breakneck speed.

Once the dust cleared from his impact with the wall, Moka could make out the struggling form of Tsukune. He had destroyed the concrete wall and was suspended above the ground with two pieces of metal rebar through his chest; once penetrated through his ribcage and lung and the other with through the muscle beneath his collarbone.

Tsukune screamed in pain as he pulled himself off the rebar and dropped to the ground. Moka stared at him in amazement as he picked himself off the ground, coughing up rivers of blood.

"I understand, Akashiya-sama." He said, using her family name instead of her given name, to show that he has received the message and would not get close to her again. Inner Moka cringed inwardly. She hadn't meant to push him that far away. Now she doubted whether he would continue to stay around her other self.

Tsukune dragged himself to the infirmary, barely making it inside before collapsing to the floor and fainting due to blood loss.

Flashback End

"It wouldn't matter to me even if you were mad at me. What makes you think you care in the slightest about what happens to you?" she replied coldly.

"Well you came out here looking for me, didn't you?"

"Not of my own volition, actually. The headmaster requested that I find you seeing as it was me that put you in the hospital in the first place. Which brings me to my objective and my own question; why are you out here, instead of in the infirmary?"

Tsukune paused, gathering his thoughts. He sighed. "Moka-sama, ever since I came to this academy, some great things have happened. First I met you, then I became friends with Kurumu, then Gin and Yukari, and then Mizore. And we went on so many adventures , had so much fun, and I though that even through the bad times that everything was turning out phenomenally. But I've realized something. The worst fights we've been in, the ones where you got hurt, were because of me." Tsukune gritted his teeth in pain and anger, "And I couldn't do a damn thing. I couldn't do a fucking thing, other than take off a piece of jewelry. And I never knew why I was so freaking helpless. But not only that, I've been hurting my friends every day! All because I'm too much of a coward to tell them of how I really feel."

Tsukune coughed, triggering another spasm of pain and coughing. He recovered from the fit, standing up shakily. Blood now stained both of his hands and covered his once white school shirt.

His eyes flicked up to her, then drifted to the ground between them. He whispered, so softly that even with her enhanced senses the female vampire nearly missed it, a small statement that struck the vampire to the very depths of her heart.

"I'm dying."

She started towards him, her voice rising with every step she took, "The why are you out here instead of in the hospital? Do you know how upset my other self would be?" She screamed, keeping up the façade that she didn't are at all. "I'm the one who's going to have to put up with her bitching and moaning until she finally manages to get over it!"

Tsukune smiled sadly. "Don't worry. She'll get over me fast enough. There's bound to be another filthy human just like me. With the billions of us that exist, there must be another that has blood that's just as tasty as mine."

"What's wrong with you? You're acting like there is no possible chance for you to survive! Just go to the hospital and get some help you fool!"

Tsukune shook his head. "That's just it. It was the doctors that told me that I was going to die. There wasn't a thing they could do to stop it. Apparently, a piece of one of my ribs broke off and shredded the majority of my heart and punctured a lung. By all rights, I should have died," Tsukune looked at his watch, "about an hour and a half ago."

Inner Moka just stared at him in shock, rooted about fifteen feet away from him, his words stopping her in her tracks.

"But I refuse to allow my blood to be on your hands. Figuratively at least." Tsukune chuckled at his morbid joke.

Moka's face changed from shock to confusion. "What are you talking about?"

She didn't notice as his left hand moved to the Holy Lock attached to his right wrist.

"I mean that I have made my own decision. I have. Nobody has forced me or compelled me to do what I am about to do." He looked up at her with pity and sadness on his face. "Tell everyone else that I'm sorry. But I shouldn't be in the way of them and their happiness."

"Sorry for that? What are you-"

"No. Sorry for this." In one fluid motion, Tsukune ripped the lock off his right wrist and threw it at Moka's face. As he predicted, she instinctively flinched back and grabbed the lock. Taking advantage of the momentary distraction, Tsukune used the last bit of control he had to fling himself backwards off the cliff.

By the time Moka managed to regain her senses, all she could see in front of her was emptiness. She could feel his youki getting further away. She ran to the edge of the cliff and looked over just in time to watch his body smash against the rocks and disappear into the water as the last rays of sunlight vanished over the horizon.

She sat there, staring at the place where his body entered the turbulent waters, disbelief engraved onto her normally emotionless face.

After what seemed like hours, she sat back, finally accepting what had happened. Silently, she took the rosario out of her pocket and out it on. She slumped to the ground as her power left her and she turned back into her emotional self. Moments later, Outer Moka sat up, looking around in confusion before getting up and returning to her dorm

-Timeskip: 1 hour-

Outer Moka lay curled in a ball in a corner of her room, sobbing quietly to herself

-Timeskip: 10 Days-

Fifteen or so students stood in the graveyard that resided on the grounds of Yokai Academy. Some stood stoically, others cried quietly, and all were dressed in black, the traditional funeral color. They started leaving now that the proceedings were over and they had paid their respects to the deceased and made their way to the buses that would take them home while they waited for the start of the next school year.

One student looked back sadly as she boarded the bus. The grave held no body, just an empty casket. The board chairman had decided against retrieving his corpse. She had passes her exams, slipping from second in the class to third with the passing of Tsukune distracting her. As she boarded the bus, she promised to return, if only to honor his memory.

Well that was chapter 1 everybody. i hope you all enjoy the intro. it picks up dont worry. just give it some time please and thank you. feel free to message me with concerns, ideas, rants, and questions. i'll do my best to answer them.