Your Choice Made Blind: A Breath And A Moment Side Story

A/N: For those who liked my A Breath And A Moment fic, this is an extension to the future under the tag Your Choice Made Blind. In essense, this is a TsukunexRia story, which I hope you will like.

A Choice Made Blind

A Decision Unjustified

Pride Rules The Mind

Arrogance Grows And Hybris Becomes Defined.

A Love's Last Cry.

Distant Echoes...

Silence...

It Is Gone...

Killed By The One Who Would Not Accept The Other.

And In Scorched Earth,

Life Grows Anew.

Tsukune ran from his home, or house as it had become.

His love, Akashiya-Aono Moka, a pink and silver-haired goddess and vampire. The love of his life since the first moment he laid his eyes on her, back when they were fifteen and innocent, back when she first crashed on him, weakened from her anemia.

He loved her. Oh how he loved her. He loved her so much, too much. It hurt to not be next to her. Or so he thought, for what he felt now was pain beyond it, beyond anything.

That his mate, his wife, his Moka would do such a thing to him...

That she would take another man to her bed...

His own best friend, Morioka Gin...

For the sole purpose of getting impregnated...

Just to spite him for not submitting to her...

It hurt. It hurt so much. It felt like his very heart was being torn apart from his chest. It felt like he was doused in holy water. It felt like something had replaced his blood with acid. It felt like all of that and then more.

He was blinded by his tears as he walked. As he ran away from his wife.

He had a choice, of course. He knew he could go back there and take her back. But what would be the point? She betrayed him once. She would do it again. She didn't love him. How could he ever trust her again? After what she did... after what she was doing with Gin...

How could he take her back, how could he relinquish himself to her, how could he loveher... when she would just as readily tear out his heart and stomp on it so blatantly?

He couldn't. He wouldn't. He could not bring himself to forgive her. He just couldn't. He just wouldn't.

His eyes blearily looked ahead, almost through the world around him. He saw people, yet he only saw mocking looks. He saw hugging couples, yet he only saw Moka kissing Gin. He saw so many people yet his mind was being torn from him, seeing theirfaces all around him. Seeing them mocking, hurting him.

He ran.

He ran as fast as he could, as far as he could.

When again he could see, he saw water, a long, wide river, a bridge over it, people on the bridge, going about their business -mocking him.

He looked at the watery depths. He gazed deep into them and his mind wandered.

If he fell... would he die? If he died, would it hurt? If he died... would she care?

Yes, no, no...

He thought about it. He stood and gazed as he thought long and hard about it. His human side was so torn, so hurt, that considered even Death By Water Immersion to be a salvation considering his pain.

But his other side, his vampiric side rebelled. He would not do it! He refused! He would survive! He would show herthat he was not a pawn, a minion, her toy to do as she pleased!

And in that rebellion, Tsukune came to a realization; he was Immortal, he was young, he was strong and he was pissed. He was a Vampire, a Super Vampire, a second born vampire with enough strength to toss trucks around like matchboxes. He would no yield! He would not let her do with him what she pleased! He was his own person, and right now he needed to talk to someone. And not just someone, but someone who hated her as much as he did.

In that moment, Akashiya Moka was erased from his heart and the place he had placed her forever scarred. Also in that moment, the blood within him, her blood within him, rebelled. It churned and ached and burned... but it was purged from him. Like a blood-red mist, like tears of blood, like minature tears on his skin that painted his shirt red... it ran from him and the hate, the all-consuming hate he held for anything that reminded him of her. His blood was his own, his body was his own, his mind and soul were his own. He was free, and he could feel it, as daunting a truth as it might be.

Tsukune's hand reached for his cellphone, a mobile telephone that could tap into the Youkai world, filled with a number of numbers that no human could even perceive, much less call. After all, it wasn't on any human tongue. A few button presses later, and the phone's signal was off to the other side of the world, the literal other side.

It rang once, twice, thrice before it was picked up, and a female voice, resonating with power, confidence and a bit of smugness, answered.

"Oh me, oh my, Tsukune-kun! I didn't expect you to call me! Is there anything I can help you with? Maybe an encore?" It was Sekitan Ria, her older, dark-haired sister, and one of the few beings capable of beating Tsukune in most any confrontation.

Usually. For this was a far different Tsukune than usual. "Yes, in fact Ria. You can. Come pick me up at Akihara river. There is something we need to talk about, now." Crisp, formal yet demanding.

Ria would be impressed. As it was, she giggled in her weird, slightly creepy, slightly moking way and agreed.

The chaufer knew he needed to speed up. There were few emotions ever visible on Sekitan-sama's face, and when they did show up, you'd be better off getting out of her way and obeying her every whim and desire. It hurt much less then, maybe it was just as lethal as disobeying, but it definitely hurt less. In the back seat, Ria was smiling. She was looking forward to it. Whatever it was that had happened, it had definitely changed Tsukune. And she had her little sister to thank for awakening that side of him, the vampire side of him, the strong side of him. The side of him Ria knew was buried beneath layer after layer of kind-hearted, meek humanity. The side of him she knew could and would rise to challenge even her Father. The side of him she felt so attracted to.

It took her less than a quarter of an hour to reach her 'brother', but in that time she had planned hundreds upon hundreds of schemes, all directed to strengthening that awakened side of Tsukune, the side that somehow got unleashed.

When she saw him, she was shocked. Struck speechless, even for a second. He stood there, Rosario removed, the sun rising and painting the world gold, next to a river bank, gazing far away. He was breathtaking. His youki swirled around him, strong, furious yet focused. His silver hair glowed red and gold as his face was stuck in a grim and focused look.

He looked absolutely delicious if she were honest. His red shirt, blood she realized seconds later, did him proud as a Vampire and he looked every bit the Lord she knew he could be.

Schooling her features to her normal smug apathy, she walked slowly towards him. "Oh me, oh my, Tsukune-kun. You look so very lonely tonight. And covered in blood too. Lover's quarrel?"

Tsukune looked at her and she saw a fury burning there the likes of which she could barely withstand. It was only her training that made her not step back and take a defencive position. "No. It's her blood, but not of her wounds. Mine. And she is not my lover, she is just another traitor. Just another Ayashi."

Now that was shocking. Last time she checked, Tsukune and Moka were inseparable. They were glued on each other. How could something like this happen, in so short a time? She had witnessed Tsukune's love, or whatever he called it, and it was impossible to break. How, what, could have made him react like this. "Brother dear, what happened between you and my foolish little sister? You're acting as if she took another man to bed!"

Wrong move. Even as she spoke the words, she knew she had just poked at the wrong wound. It was only her reflexes that saved her from being impaled into Tsukune's fist. As it were she managed to leap back and away from him, landing perfectly.

"SILENCE!" The command was deafening. "You know NOTHING! She DID betray me, my love, my heart! My EVERYTHING! She took another to bed, she called Gin, my former best friend to fuck her, while I was in the same house no less! To give her children because I refused to submit to her insane ideas about their rearing! She betrayed me! Tore out my heart and stepped on it, and she had the gall, the audacity to look surprised when I left! How dare she, that wench! How dare she do that to me! After all I did, after all I endured for her, she went and fucked with the first asshole she came across!"

Well, that explained it. The story was not complete, of course, but her keen mind could deduce the truth. Her foolish, arrogant, little sister had called another man to bed in a bid to control Tsukune. Predictably, that had backfired. Moka may not have known, but Tsukune was a vampire, pride was in his blood, even if he easily conquered it. There was no way he would accept it, bow his head and submit. Even for the woman he loved more than his life.

Ria had to hand it to her sister; Moka was several times more sadistic than her. Ria may sleep around, may cheat on her 'mates', but they all knew that it would happen. They never had any delusion about her using them to scratch her itch or gain favours. But Moka... Moka gained his trust, his love, his affection. And then, after all that he had gone through for her, after all the torture and pain and humiliation... that's when Moka struck and tore his heart out! It was a masterpiece Ria would be proud of. That is if Moka had done it intentionally; apparently her younger sister's arrogance knew no bounds, thinking he would really accept her actions like that.

The vampiress shook her head sadly. "Well, since she did betray you." Tsukune's snarl widened her grin, filling her with a perverse form of joy. "I can't help but wonder why you called me. After all, I am the last person you would contact, all things considered." And it was true. She had tried to bring out the vampire within, but her own plan had backfired. Her 'raping' him had not been an attempt to hurt Moka, though that was a welcome side-effect, as much as an attempt to humiliate, and thus call forth, Tsukune's own vampire side. But, she had failed and he didn't perform as she wanted. So, so sad she was at the time. But, his love for his 'mate' had been enough to overcome his pride. She was very, very glad that was not the case any more.

"I am pissed off Ria. I know you have several enemies, many of them even here. You are going to tell me where some of them are and I'm going to pay them a visit. If I don't vent right now, I'm going to kill the whore, and she is not worth the trouble I will get from Shuzen-sama.."

Ouch, that burn had to be felt even from this far away. She smiled victoriously. "Very well brother dear. Follow me."

And he did. For the first time, he followed her willingly, even happily. He would get his revenge, he would drown his fury in bloodlust and combat. For the first time, he would satisfy the instincts roaring within.

The gang didn't stand a chance. They were small-time robbers thinking that Fairy Tail's reputation was simply overblown rumours. They were wrong, they were proved very wrong when and enraged vampire came knocking down their door. In a matter of minutes, the hideout was emptied save for five dessicated, torn, bodies and anything flamable.

Ria would admit, at that moment, that Tsukune's blood-covered face fit the flames he was staring at beautifully. Like a painting. It caused emotions she had only ever dreamed of feeling to burst forth. She was happy.

Sekitan Ria was happy, and it didn't come from the complete and utter annihilation of someone. For once in her lifetime, it came from seeing something open its eyes rather than close them.

It was a glorious feeling.

Many, many hours later, Ria watched over her newest 'friend' as he slept. Though sleep denoted a restful experience, and his was anything but. He twisted and turned, his face contorting in pain and fury. But she knew he would be fine. He would make a great vampire. It was merely the shattering of bonds that hurt him, the shattering of his weak, human, loving self, as it made way for his true, strong, vampire self. As he purged the ideal of her foolish little sister from his heart, steeling it and becoming more, that which she knew he could be. The feeling of accomplishment that blossomed within her was unrivaled.

The vampiric pair made their way back to their home dimension and their 'home', if but on paper. Both needed some time to themselves; Tsukune to get over his ordeals and Ria to observe him do it.

It came as no surprise when Ria didn't show herself to the Aono, she instead observed from afar and knew that he knew what she was doing. However he didn't care.

For, the first day, she saw his fury, and it shook the castle. His eyes were more crimson than red as he cursed and condemned his former love, as he unleashed wrathful word after damning sentence as only a vampire, a true vampire could hope to.

The second day, she saw his sadness, and his tears would forever mar his room. He tore at his crimson hair, tore his face with his nails only for the skin to grow back perfectly within moments. Rivulets of red life-giving liquid ran down his face and his wails resounded ever strong within the walls of the castle. None was left untouched, none was left without their heart clenched in pain while his mourning went on.

It was the third day that she saw him, really saw him. It was the third day when Tsukune walked out of his room and the very aura of his presence cowed all lesser monsters in his wake. His walk was steady, controlled, calm, collected, aristocratic. His eyes looked straight ahead, umoving yet not missing even the hearbeat of his subjects. Hard, black boots announced his presence to his Honorable Father long before the Aono entered the chambers of Lord Shuzen.

"My Honorable Father, Head of House Shuzen, Lord of Vampires and Master of this Dimension... I, your adopted son, Aono Tsukune humbly present myself to you." Even Tsukune's customary bow to his father was showed a noble's blood within him, blood that showed more prominently than ever before.

"Welcome, my son." Shuzen Issa's crisp words commended his son as they allowed him to meet his Father's eyes. "I am pleased to see you so well. Though, I cannot help but wonder, why were you so late in presenting yourself?"

Tsukune nodded as emotions flitted behind his eyes, but too subdued, too fast for any to make them out. "My deepest apologies, Father. However, I was going through a... trying ordeal, that had caused me many conflicting and powerful emotions. Feelings that are unbecoming of one belonging to your house. Therefore, I considered it best if I allowed myself to fall into them and vent out of sight, so that when I would present myself to you, I would be able to accept any punishment of my tardiness with clear mind, if that is what you desire, My Sire. And if that is not your will, I will still have complete control of myself and able to act as one of my station should, without disgrace."

Issa was impressed. "I see my daughter, Moka, has taught you well... Why is she not here?" Issa expected many reactions, but the sudden freezing of Tsukune's face wasn't one of them.

"Ah, yes, Moka, my bonded mate... She taught me well indeed, but in when pride becomes hubris and arrogance rather than how to act as I should. And that is the reason I am not here. Do you really wish to know what happened to your daughter, Honorable Father? Then send the servants and spies away, these things cannot be spoken without care. They concern the honor and pride of our House."

Issa was more curious than ever now and he acquiesced, but made sure to keep Ria close. His right hand had a right to know of everything that went on, and that's if she didn't already do if what he saw in her countenance was true. "Speak."

"Akashiya-Aono Moka, bonded mate and wife of Aono Tsukune. She is a traitor to our blood, a traitor to our traditions and a traitor to this very family. Akashiya Moka and I, her husband and bonded mate, disagreed upon the rearing of our children. I believed, and still do, that my children should come in contact with the human world. Not too much, not enough to destroy the values instilled by the Vampire Bloodline, but enough to know of the existence and life of others, the better to understand and coexist with them. However, Akashiya Moka, my bonded mate and wife, declared that to be against her will and ordered me to abandon such thoughts. When I refused to back down to her commands, she invited a common friend named Morioka Gin'ei, werewolf, and bedded him with the sole intent of being left with child."

"What?" It was a hiss, but clearly heard nonetheless. In less time than it took for Tsukune to blink, Issa was in front of him, holding the Aono with one hand from the neck and lifting him efortlessly off the ground, youki swirling around him and bringing its full force to bear down on his son. "What did you say? Did you just imply that my daughter, Moka, would do such a dishonorable thing?"

Both Ria and Issa were deeply impressed, though one of them would not admit it at the moment, when Tsukune didn't even blink and neither did his pulse change; he had been expecting that reaction. "I am afraid so, Lord Father. If you do not believe me, ask your own right hand, Ria. She knew about it from the first moment, as she was the one I called first after the infidelity took place. And I am betting my blood that she has kept tabs on my... mate... and her traitorous actions."

Issa whirled with enough force that it was tangible in the air around him. "Ria, speak. The truth. All of it."

Ria nodded and began weaving her tail, all truth, no lies, yet made in a way to 'exemplify' Moka's less-than-honorable actions.

In the end Issa shook in fury and anger, unfelt ever since his beloved wife had been swallowed up by the monster known as Alucard. That it was the same person responcible for both cases probably had something to do with it as well, as were it not for Moka's stupidity none of this would have happened. "My son, you are now absolved of your bond with Akashiya, no, no last name. She is now Moka. She has neither mine nor Akasha's names behind her. She is a nameless, dishonored piece of trash. Tsukune, my son... I commend you for your control and actions. You may remain here indefinitely and help as you wish in the upkeep of the house."

"Thank you Lord Father, it pleases me greatly that I shall remain here, in this home, and aid as I can. If I may ask for a boon, Sire? May I work along Ria, my great sister? She is far more knowledgeable on what goes on than me or any other servant. If nothing else, she would be able to help me learn and become a respected and honored member of our house, cover the black mark caused by Moka's infidelity."

To say that both vampires were surprised was an understatement, though predictably, neither showed any hint of it. Ria however was quite excited to be working with the Aono male. He was finally becoming what he should have been from the begining. A true vampire. Even though he still held on his kindness, to some degree at least, that only made him even more desirable in her eyes. He was a paradox, and if nothing else, so was she. "It would please me as little else would, Brother Dear. Father, I would accept that arrangement if it is also to your agreement."

The troubled Lord accepted the deal. He wasn't clueless to Ria's manipulations and at the very least he was curious as to who would change who; would Ria turn his son into one like her, or would he change her to see more than death and hate? It would remain to be seen, and if one were to ask him, his money was on the male; Tsukune always had a certain charisma that reinforced his presence.

It was later that day when Tsukune and Ria were relaxing over a hot cup of tea, enjoying the feeling of the warm liquid draining down their throats.

"Ah, brother dear, what I wouldn't give for you to come to this realization earlier... So much hearbreak would have been avoided..."

"It was inescapable Ria. I was blinded, regardless of what you would have done. But I am... pleased... with things as they are right now. Free of my blind love to the traitor, free of my hate towards her as well..."

"Which only proves my point Tsukune-kun... Love and hate are really the same thing. After all, they are so... strong, so...passionate emotions... they bring such exhilaration when you act on them..."

"You are wrong Ria... Hate brings you accomplishment and exhilaration... Love? Love brings you just joy. One day you may yet feel that. And then you'll know just what it means to live."

"Like you did little brother?"

"Yes, like I did. Because, accept it or not, I truly loved her and, while I did, I didn't care about things going wrong, because to me everything was perfect."

Ria merely giggled before turning a serious look at him. "She hurt you a lot, didn't she? My foolish little sister really tore your heart worse than even I could..."

"Ria... how would you feel if after all these years of servitude to your father he sealed all your vampiric heritage, removed everything that points to youkai from you and whored you off to a band of goblins as a servant wife? Imagine how it would feel if you were without anything resembling a vampire and the plaything to a group of orcs, for the rest of your days. Think about that and you may come to understand some part of my feelings."

That made Ria stop and think. Sure, it wasn't a great analogue, but it did get the point across; what if the person you cared the most about, after doing everything for that person, betrayed you in the worst way possible? Yes, it was a daunting thought and Ria could only comment her brother for recovering so quickly from it.

The very next day, Tsukune and Ria were set up to attack a rival Ayashi mafia group. Said group had tried to short-cut Fairy Tail repeatedly, slandered their reputation and even outright attacked them. Ria and Tsukune, the two greatest fighters of all Fairy Tail would 'take care of things' as it were. But first they needed some data secured by the rival group. Fortunately, Ria had someone who knew someone who knew where the data was kept. And so, the two vampires found themselves outside a large building, ready for combat. Sending a nod to each other they kicked the door open, immidiately taking note of the seventy-odd ayashi, all armed to the teeth, in some cases literally.

Ria headed to the left, her reality-reaving sealing technique already active and working. Tsukune on the other hand went right, his youki pumping him with so much power Ria didn't need her supernatural radar at all to know his position.

It was a massacre. It was a blood-covered massacre and neither vampire felt bad. They felt good, relieved of the raging instinct to kill, their thirst for blood slated.

Ria smirked at her partner when they regrouped at the end of the room. She knew he was alright, but until she saw him, she didn't know just how fine he was. Save for the blood on him, he looked no more frazzled than when he entered, and she knew he could even have avoided the blood if he willed. He bore no wound nor tear on his clothes, as pristine as the moment he wore them, only decorated with crimson life-giving liquid. It was very impressive; she had heard several gun shots from his side. To be able to avoid even a speeding bullet was... impressive.

"That was quite the show of force Tsukune-kun. Well done!" She encouraged him. His reply made her re-affirm her views on the formerly meek vampire.

"This was no show of force, I didn't have to get serious."

Indeed. Despite them all being soundly defeated, despite him not getting a single hit... every enemy from his side was alive, unconcious but alive. 'He held back? Just how strong is he, only a few years as a vampire, formerly completely untrained until my foolish sister had to train him even a bit, to be able to dodge bullets and fight forty Ayashi without even getting so much as grazed? And to think I thought him weak, Tsukune-kun, you are amazing!'

The pair opened the door and strode confidently. It was empty, but a mainframe computer kept all the files Ria wanted. Tsukune just chose to go next to the window and look outside at the frantic, unwitting city that sprawled before them.

Ria knew something was wrong the moment her finger touched the mainframe computer. Bars, long, wide, thick and made of silver dropped around and over her, trapping her. The floor creaked and began opening beneath her feet. Water. A pool of water beneath her. She fell, but she was certain she would survive; she could just turn herself immaterial and pass through. The painfull shock of contact with pure water tore out a scream from the unprepared vampire.

Tsukune had turned less than a second away after the bars came out and ran to the cage, only to pull back as he saw the silver. "Ria!"

A voice, mechanical and coming from the speakers on the side. "Welcome Sekitan-sama! I hope you liked our surprise! We know of your forbidden sealing technique, so we prepared properly! You can't use it to escape this pool. You will die like the scum you are!"

Ria cursed loudly. Damn it all. She was infallible, she never failed. So how could she have failed something so unimportant? She had defeated enemies many times more dangerous than that mafia bos wannabe, only to be killed like some sort of lesser vampire? She tried to bring forth her youki in an attempt to break through, but the water swallowed up her energy and she only screamed louder in body-rending pain.

Tsukune cursed as well. Ria... Ria had tortured him, she had humiliated him... but... somehow... he had to save her. He looked at the silver bars, knowing that even a touch would burn him. Then to the water, knowing it would sap his strength in seconds. Then to the tortured face of Ria. His choice was made.

Ria looked at her partner and smiled sadly. She was going to die. There, with a powerful partner that wouldn't do anything to help her, just as she wouldn't for him. Electrocuted to deah in a pool of water, a primitive trap made by a bunch of weaklings. He wouldn't do anything to save her, and she knew it. Not after what she had done to him, not after the humiliation she had brought on him. For some reason, that hurt more than even the shocks wracking her body.

His shout drew her shocked eyes on him just as his kick landed on the silver bars. The blessed metal did its job wonderfully and drained his youki rapidly. The first blow was ignored. The second bent the metal. The third broke it off.

Ria knew it was hopeless. She couldn't even raise her arms to catch his own. And the silver must have weakened him. There was no way he'd save her, even with the silver cage ripped apart. Besides, her eyes were already closing, her consciousness fleeting... Her world went black. She even thought she saw him lunge towards her at the last moment, but that must have been an illusion.

Right?

The vampire known as Sekitan Ria gasped as she regained consciousness. Her eyes, dark and wide and shocked, looked around frantically. A calm breathing near her, on her drew her attention. The silver-haired head on her lap though drew her surprise. She was... dry? Alive? Safe? Saved? Protected? By Tsukune? How? Why?

A minor pain on her neck revealed how she had regained her consciousness; he had injected her with his blood, his own source of power, and it felt wonderfull. It felt like raw, pure, unadulterated power coursing through her veins. No wonder Moka was addicted to it; even if it never passed her lips, she could feel so drawn to it, so much so she had to restrain herself from drinking the unconscious male on her lap dry.

Her hands went through his silver hair and she heard something. But that was impossible. When she did it, a smile etched itself on her lips; Tsukune, the blood-covered, water-braving, super vampire... purred.

The smile widened until it could no more and became a giggle. The giggle became a laugh and it became roaring laughter. But she never stopped running her hand through his hair, nor did he stop purring.

Days passed and Ria could not comprehend her actions or motions, neither her thoughts or emotions. Things had always been so clear to her, so easy to act on. Even the harshest of tactical maneuvres wasn't hard; there was only one right decision to make and it was only a matter of finding it. But in her current case, she couldn't help but be confused; there were more than one correct decisions. More than one beneficial choices, but making one undid the others.

Why had Tsukune saved her? Had it been his emotional, human side? But after what she had done, he had even less reason to help her. Had it been his vampiric, controlled side? But if she had died, he would have gone to a higher post, even replacing her.

It made no sense, and Ria hated it when things made no sense.

And then there was Ria's attitude towards him. She hadn't even noticed it, but she spent more time with him than her father. She often was caught thinking about what clothes she should wear rather than going for her usual attire. She more often than not watched the Aono train half way to complete exhaustion, working his body and mind more diligently than she ever did.

Why was she doing such things? Why was he doing such things?

Had it been a mere physical attraction, Ria would have easily beaten it down. In fact she tried to, by repeatedly taking certain... talented servants to her chambers. For some reason that didn't work. If it were respect for his growing skills, she would have given him a day off, but she couldn't because then she wouldn't see him for that day. It was infuriating!

She took a calming breath and put on her clothes before getting to fetch her partner. When his eyes lingered on her figure, she felt something burst within her chest, something strong and... and... and it was like hate, but at the same time it didn't cause her to want to rip his guts out. She happily noted how sweat trickled down his trained body however.

But, they had a mission. Ria's sources had managed to pinpoint the location of the headquarters of the gang that almost killed her. Quickly wrapping up the conversation, she turned on her heel and left, quickly to hide a growing blush at Tsukune's half-naked body but not quickly enough to hide the little bounce in her step.

The operation went smoothly and Ria simply watched, excited in many ways, at the way Tsukune ordered the troops. His presence, his charisma, his confidence, his noble, commanding aura drove the Ayashi under his command much better than threats and beatings. They wanted to serve him, they wanted to fight, and possibly die, for him.

They charged and cut through the defences like a hot knife through warm butter. Losses were minimal, enough to actually make a new record.

Ria smiled. Tsukune-kun was really coming into his own as a Lord of the Night.

Just as she wanted him to.

The vampiric pair easily walked up to the top of the building, fighting several kinds of trash on the way. It wasn't hard for the pair; despite their short time together, they had learned to trust each other and their teamwork was formidable.

In the end, they reached the top, the office of the head boss, a supposedly powerful Ayashi, but not an overly smart enough apparently; noone messed with Fairy Tail.

Said boss was looking out the windows at the pier around the building as if nothing was happening.

"Ah, Sekitan-sama, we have been expecting you." Came his voice and Ria snarled at him in remembered pain. She was quite surprised when she noticed Tsukune's fangs also protruding a bit. "I'm afraid however, that your partner must take his leave now..."

It was at that moment that a hardened sphere of wind struck Tsukune at the back, lifted him off the ground and tossed him out of the window, straight into the sea a few dozen floors below.

"TSUKUNEEEE!" Ria's terrified scream tore the night sky. She wasn't afraid of the fall; any vampire could survive it, let alone a Super Vampire like Tsukune. But... the sea? Tsukune would fall in the water and die.

It was at that moment, that the boss realized that it might nothave been a smart idea.

Ria's youki blasted outwards from her body reality was warped horribly at her fury's command. The very fabric of reality became unraveled at the furious vampiress' will.

Dozens of spellcasters rushed with their talismans to contain her power. They had done it before, placed talismans around the silver in the pool they tried to kill her in. But this time it was different. This time, Ria was well-fed, well-prepared and she was pissed. Scratch that, furious didn't even come close to describing how angry she was. The talismans were torn mere seconds after being put in place and the magic users could only barely hold her power back, and they would run out of power much faster than she.

To help their chances of survival, the hidden assailant that tossed Tsukune out the window made another ball of wind in his hands and tossed it at the woman.

It was then that Ria realized that Tsukune's youki signal hadn't dissapeared. In fact, it was growing stronger and closer, almost as if he was climbing back up but it was too fast too-

A shape crashed through the other side of the broken window, intercepted the sphere of wind, ran right through it and onto the thrower. Everyone there could only make out a silver-haired figure with long, black feathered wings on its back and a torn shirt. Ria however recognized the youki signal. And she did a double-take.

The figure however didn't bother with anything like that. Instead he focused on ramming his fists repeatedly on his former assailant's face and crushing him to dust.

When he rose, Tsukune's face was nothing short of a bestial snarl.

For some reason, Ria found her knees growing weaker the more she looked at him.

Then he became a blur and the broken bodies of warlocks and witches went flying around the room as if a tornado had torn them off the floor. It was a quite apt approach to what Tsukune had become.

The boss was defeated mere seconds later by Ria. It took him several days to die out; the vampiress had been positively incessed and got her rightfull pounds of flesh from him. Literally.

But neither Tsukune nor Ria cared about the soon-to-be dead mafia boss. They had more important things to deal with, each their own.

That night, Tsukune couldn't lay down to sleep. Every time he tried, something inside him called and rebelled, something told him to stay awake, something quickened his blood. Something... some part of him was anticipating something and he just couldn't focus on it.

Then, his door opened and Tsukune's eyes went wide.

At the entrance of the room stood Ria. Dressed in a modest see-through nightgown, hair let down on her shoulders, she looked every bit a manifestation of beauty, dark eroticism and lust.

"Up until now..." Her voice shook him from his reverie, drawing his mind to her as easily as her perfect movements drew his eyes. "Up until now... I had never felt love... of any kind... I only knew hate and I was naive to confuse them... I still don't know what I feel... But... even if just for tonight... Tsukune... please... show me how you love... Show me your love... love me..."

Her steps had taken her to the middle of the room as she exposed herself to him, and Tsukune could only find her perfect. Her words were pained, as if she had trouble admitting it, opening herself and overcoming her pride. It was exactly that which endeared her so much to the vampire. The fact that she could and would bring herself down from the altair she had placed herself on and admit she wasn't the best. That there was something she didn't have. That she would open herself to another, accept another. Overcoming her arrogance and making it into true pride.

He got off his bed and she could admire his toned body in all its glory. Hours upon hours of sweat, work, and practiced had forged his once-average body into a work of art, something every male would be envious of. His steps, slow and deliberate and yet every bit as hesitant as her own, killed her in anticipation.

Then, all too sudden and all to late, he was in front of her, looking at her, just at her, into her eyes, into her soul.

A hand reached up to her face and caressed it with a warmth and kindness she had never felt, had never even imagined.

When he kissed her, she forgot about it all, she forgot about everything but the man in front of her.

Even when she hadn't realized it, during the many hours of lovemaking that followed, she really understood what he had meant a few days earlier when he told her the difference between hate and love. She would never forget.

Nor would another evoke that emotion in her.

For the first time in her long, dark life, Sekitan Ria had found her home. She had found her port in the storm. She had found the one place she could always be free and unrestrained. She had found her happiness.

Akashiya Moka never knew any of it. No, she did, but she still chose to hurt him instead of honoring him. And that was Akashiya Moka's greatest fault; having the luck to find the one person who would complete her and yet let her arrogance and hubris destroy it all in front of her.

And let it not be said that Ria was a jealous wife. Well, in fact, she was. But, she was a vampiress, and she was nothing if not understanding of her beloved. So, when she asked him if he had feelings for his school-time loves, the girls he had left behind, when he answered positively, she smiled serenely. Her answer that now she wouldn't tire him nearly as much as he tired her and that she did in fact consider 'the more the merrier' would have several interesting effects on the man who held her in his arms.

After all, there was a reason Akashiya Moka never saw her childhood friends at their marriage; they were happily passed out on a broken bed, cuddling with each other, after a long day -and night- with the man who had claimed their hearts so many years ago.

A/N: As it was requested, so it is. I apologize for not posting it as fast as I wanted, but my plans were messed and couldn't get the time to put my ideas to paper, or wordpad as it were.

Still, I hope you liked this, even if it became a bit big. Hopefully it was not boring and to your expectations.

Please read and review, I would be really interested in your opinions.

Today, on this 9/6/2012, I, Soulblazer87, do hereby leave this site, possibly forever.

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