AN: I'm new to Rosario + Vampire and have no idea what I'm doing. If I get anything wrong please mention it to me immediately. Any advise or criticism would be very much appreciated. Sorry for the inconvenience.
Years and years had passed. Enemies had come and gone, all their friends had gone off and had kids, they too were surrounded by their own loved ones. Mocha and Tsukune had been busy. Four of their kids had already graduated from Youkai academy. Their fifth one was going to join up later this month. Its times like these that being a headmaster came in handy. The job certainly did have its fringe benefits.
"Dad, are you sure this is a good idea"
That was his fifth child talking by the way. Her first name is Ice. He may or may not have been light headed while suggesting names. Mocha sure did love his blood. Giving birth just took so much out of her there's no way he could refuse.
"Everything is going to be alright."
His kind fatherly words had a calming affect on her. That's probably a good thing. When Ice got nervous she could get a bit bity. He'd have to get that checked out some time. Kurumu said it probably had something to do with her subconscious and repressed memories. Good to know.
"But what if I don't make any friends there"
"Well your cousin is going there too I believe. Don't use him as a glorified blood bag and I'm sure he'll be your friend"
"Isn't that how you and mom met"
The patriarch of the family, and designated glorified blood bag hesitated.
"Yes . . . but we were in love. When you're in love with some one you tend to overlook small little things like that"
"So that's why she put up with you having like fifty girlfriends"
"That's more or less correct"
"It all makes so much sense now. Thanks dad, I think I'll be okay"
She gave him a big hug. Then she started drinking his blood. Well, no relationship is perfect. Some times you become a vampire, sometimes you become a dad, and some times your whole family takes turns draining you to a near death state. The life of a family man is never easy. Tsukune relished it however. In part because it meant he didn't have to do any paper work. Going back to work next month was gonna suck.
"Ach, not so hard"
Love hurts.
Meanwhile in another Aono household things weren't going so smoothly.
"Listen, there's a few things I need to tell both of you. First off you're not biological siblings"
The brown haired boy and the purple haired girl didn't seem to shocked by this revelation.
"Second off, monsters are real"
They took this in stride as well. Their mother was merely confirming what they'd already guessed to be true.
"Both of you are going to an all monster school"
They looked a bit surprised.
"One of you isn't a monster"
The purple haired one inched away from her 'brother'"
"Also I gave birth to both of you naturally".
The look on their faces was priceless. If only Kyouko had a camera. Oh wait, she did. Too bad it was in the other room. This wasn't exactly grade A parenting behavior but it sure beat having them find all this out the hard way.
"You two should get ready. Your bus will show up this month and don't you dare be late. You don't want to know what happens if you miss that bus."
Her two children obediently nodded and went to go get ready. A look of vague horror was plastered on their faces. They'd suddenly gained a whole new appreciation for the time-honored maxim that ignorance is bliss.
A little while later Headmaster Aono was relaxing in his private study. Considering the curriculum for next year, going over the necessary needs of his various students, and briefly pondering the nature of fate. He was reminiscing when he heard his fifth daughter cry out to him.
"Dad, there's some one at the door for you"
"Are they a police officer?"
"Yes."
"Are they rather well endowed?"
"Yes, I guess"
"Let them in then. I'll be down in a moment"
Mr. Tsukune changed from his bathrobe into a swaggy suit. He ditched the fluffy pink slippers and put on some leather shoes instead. He had a reputation to uphold now. The good name of this house must be maintained. He walked down to greet his guest with an alluring grin. He could be rather sociable when he needed to be.
"Excuse me Mrs. Victoria, for you've caught me rather underprepared. I trust your travel accommodations were adequate."
She nodded, tactfully deciding not to mention the bomb threat at the airport, smuggling herself onto a cargo ship, or her harrowing journey through the darker regions of reality.
"That's excellent. Now I understand you are interested in teaching a few classes at Youkai academy. What area's do you have experience in?"
"French, history, and I took a few English courses"
Tsukune smiled in a way that would've made lesser women swoon. The bishonen head master sure did now how to lay down the charm.
"A few courses already make's you more qualified then half my staff. You can start as soon as possible. Until then you can stay here if you would like. It would be a pleasure to have some company these days. Few visit the Aono household any more. All the Christmas parties are at Shirayuki's place. It can get a bit dull"
His daughter cleared her throat.
"Except for when my lovely daughter Ice is here to regale us with enthralling tales of her SMS conversations. Surely now you must stay. You haven't heard the one where she almost talked to a boy yet."
"I hate you dad"
"I love you too sweet heart"
Sera's actually gave the matter a good deal of thought. She was also very lonely and in need of company. Yet something about it just didn't feel right. Maybe it was the whole headmaster teacher relationship or maybe she was afraid of being a bother.
"Thank you kindly for the offer. I'll be fine though. The motel I'm staying at is wonderful. All the rooms are themed. Mines called boldly coming. Maybe you guys can visit some time"
"Seras you do realize that-, we are very glad to have you as part of our faculty staff. Have fun at your hotel room"
"Thanks", said Seras Victoria with a grin.
It's very important to have a good relationship with your staff and its also very important to maintain a healthy sense of humor. Mr. Aono valued his staff very much. They were like a second or third family to him. Well, a family that didn't threaten to break his limbs when he looked at girls the wrong way.
A healthy family life and a fulfilling job are the secrets to success. Well that, and brains . . . brains . . . brains.
