Tsukune Aono was a bored soon-to-be high school student. He hated waiting unless preoccupied, and sitting on a large lonely school bus with a creepy mustached bus driver as the only other passenger wasn't fun. The hypnotic swirls and kaleidoscopic scenery of the dimensional rift was neat to look at, but got old quick. It was a nice distraction for the first half an hour, but Tsukune lost interest after that. He was too excited to see his new school to pay real attention to detail. After all the driver was busy muttering to himself with a whisper like tone, leaving Tsukune nothing to do but hold his bags and wait.
Unknown to Tsukune, the bus driver was looking back at his only passenger with the aid of his rear view mirror. His unheard muttering an incantation for a myriad of powerful spells. The headmaster may want to pull his little experiment a second time, but the driver wasn't a master of space and time altering magics for nothing. An alternate universe transplanted body, a short jaunt to a world already filled with dozens of broken stories, a few modified memories, an altered chance or two and a much better choice to play the hero was made available. "Sure the headmaster will be mad when he figures out what I did," thought the driver, rationalizing his actions to himself, "but seriously, he couldn't think the same thing he tried with Hokuto would work if done a second time!"
The moment the bus pulled over for its final stop, Tsukune was standing at the door, bags in hand, ready to disembark. That was when the driver finally moved from his seat, grabbing Tsukune's hand in an unbreakable grip. "Be careful boy. Monsters like you aren't as welcome as you'd might think. Either bow your head to everyone and die or stand tall and rule them all." The driver then shoved Tsukune off his bus, driving away without another word. "That's the best I can give you without ruining the time line," the driver thought, "give them hell kid..."
Tsukune gathered his possessions from the heap he was left in, flipping the bird in the direction the bus went. "What the hell is his problem..." Tsukune muttered to himself, grabbing his gear and continuing on his trek to the school. The environment was creepy, eerie, and gave off the vibe you would expect from an over done monster flick. Normal people and weaker monsters would feel fear and on guard at the scenery, Tsukune shrugged it off without noticing the intended environment. He was more concerned with the headache he was nursing. It wasn't from the flashing lights of the dimensional tunnel, it felt more like he was waking up from a deep sleep and a family of hedgehogs were practicing back flips on his brain.
It was only a few yards into the wooded path that Tsukune's future at Yokai Academy took a huge shift, starting with getting tackled in the back by a pink haired girl and her bike. Tsukune's body reacted like it always had when threatened by an unexpected impact, and began covering his arms, legs, and torso with a thin layer of chitin-like bones creating a type of pseudo-armor in case of another assault. Luckily for Tsukune, the bone armor formed under his clothes and remained unnoticeable. The clumsy girl wildly flipped over her bike, landing in front of Tsukune who landed with his face nestled in between the girl's breasts and his hand on her thigh.
"Oh shit." Tsukune thought, hoping the girl he was accidentally molesting didn't get pissed.
The girl in question groaned in pain, "I'm sorry, "she stated kindly, still wincing from the impact, "I was just so dizzy from my anemia. Are you okay?" She asked, rising to her feet. Apart from some dirt and dust she had escaped from the tumble unharmed.
The tackled boy simply nodded, focusing more on forcing down his transformation. It wouldn't do to for his true form to be discovered so soon. Most monsters would rather see his species dead than allow them to exist, the kindest breeds of beast would still treat his kind with utter disdain or contempt once discovered.
After a moment of extra thought to ensure his body had returned to human, Tsukune got a good look at his accidental attacker's face, locking eyes with her. "She is unbearably cute!" he thought. It was at that point that he noticed a trail of blood dripping off of his forehead. Without thinking Tsukune prodded his forehead, observing the blood on his finger idly.
Immediately the girl's face went from apologetic to flushed, as if she was aroused. "The smell of blood?" She mumbled, drawing her lips close to Tsukune's outstretched finger. "I...I... can't...resist..." She mumbled again, drawing Tsukune's finger into her mouth, gently, sensually sucking on it. Tsukune was never more grateful for the baggy school pants as his body reacted to the sexual act. She cleaned the blood off sensually, before turning to Tsukune. "I lose control when I smell that scent. I'm so sorry, but..."
Tsukune had just enough pubescent brain power left to realize what was about to happen, however that was when the girl struck, exclaiming cheerfully, "I'm a vampire!" She cried as bit into Tsukune's neck, drawing blood quickly. The erection Tsukune had been sporting and trying to hide died instantly as he felt the unwanted fangs dig into his neck.
Tsukune was alarmed, and felt his monstrous abilities manifest, In this case in a more subtle defensive manner. His body realized it was losing blood fast to a parasite type attack, In response it quadrupled blood production and added a number of hormones and other additions to restore itself as fast as possible and keep the body at it's peak. Tsukune would feel a huge boost in appetite later, but right now he just felt shocked, frozen in place by the unexpected act. The upgraded blood flowed to the mouth of the adorable vampire feeding upon him, who was immediately effected by its potent cocktail.
The pink haired bloodsucker squirmed, grinding against Tsukune, and moaned softly as the transformed blood overwhelmed her senses like a triple shot of extacy directly to the brain. Mere seconds after her first trickle of blood, she released Tsukune and lay prone on the ground panting as if she had run a marathon.
Tsukune looked at the pile of goo that had once been nibbling on his neck with a sense of wonder and hormone addled thoughts. "What the hell was that?" Tsukune exclaimed scrambling away, slightly panicked. The two puncture marks on his neck were quickly healing, the flesh melding itself to a flawless state almost instantly.
Tsukune's exclamation startled the girl back to self-awareness. "I'm sorry!" She apologized again, "I'm Moka Akashiya. I know I look human, but I'm a vampire." she explained, stating the obvious.
"I kinda figured that, " Tsukune gestured to his neck, "ya know with the blood sucking and all."
Moka nodded, cheering up instantly, "Yes! Thank you so much for the treat, your blood is very delicious!" She proclaimed, giddily.
Tsukune shuddered slightly, "Oh great I'm vampire bait." he thought morbidly. He rubbed his neck tenderly, feeling the last tingles of pain fade quickly. "You know I'm not to comfortable with the idea of you using me as a meal."
Moka eyed him nervously, obviously concerned he was upset with her. It seemed no matter what face she made Moka's face would stay cute. "You don't hate vampires do you?"
Tsukune turned to face the school with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, if he looked her in the eyes she could desecrate his mother's corpse and he would forgive her. "Vampires don't bother me, I just don't like the idea of being eaten for a snack..."
Moka smiled brightly, "That's great! If your okay with it, do you want to be my friend?"
"As long as you eating me doesn't become a habit..." The shape changer thought to himself, dryly. Tsukune was trying not to be affected by the overload of cute Moka was emitting, and failing miserably. Instead, he held out a hand, "My name is Tsukune Aono, a pleasure to meet you Moka Akashiya."
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The entrance ceremony was rather... typical. Tsukune sat through the whole thing bored out of his mind as they discussed the rules, and the purpose of Yokai Academy. Afterwords it was off to his homeroom for the curriculum introductions. The blond haired teacher, a Ms. Nekonome, was perky and cheerful but was in clear violation of the school's rules with her ears and tail clearly sticking out of her human disguise. "A cat-girl for a teacher, lovely..." Tsukune thought, mildly amused. Being a teacher required discipline and focus, not something cat-girls were known for.
"How the hell did I even agree to come to this school?" Tsukune thought, "Monsters like me don't ever get along with... Wait..." Tsukune's thoughts hit a roadblock as he tried to remember specific details. "Aren't my parents..." Tsukune would have continued with the chain of confusing thoughts if the headache from before didn't return with a massive vengeance. The throbbing pain had diminished and been ignored all morning and chose then to lash out and announce its return with a figurative fury. Tsukune chose to cradle his head and skip thinking till the headache went away.
The class introduction was mostly a repeat of the things covered in the entrance ceremony, or at least it was until the subjects of humans came up.
"Hey teacher, would it not be better for us to eat up those puny humans? Or molest them if they're beautiful girls?"
Tsukune eyed the creep, already in a bad mood from his aching head. The speaker's human form was built like a typical thug and his appearance was well maintained, with multiple piercings in his ears and one in his lip. A punk stereotype. Whomever the brute was he was obviously a misogynist who believed in women as objects. Nothing more than muscle loaded trash.
Ms. Nekonome replied to the unconcealed threat with a textbook response about the school being hidden from humans, and explained that any human who wandered onto school grounds would be killed. Tsukune's eyebrow right raised momentarily in curiosity."Isn't that counter productive for a school meant to help us blend in?"
Tsukune patiently raised his hand, his head only held aloft by his left hand. The cat themed teacher noticed, and glanced at the seating chart for his name. Obviously she had yet to memorize her student's names. "You have a question, Mr... Aono?" she asked, with a questioning tone.
Tsukune looked at the teacher with a lackluster gaze, with only a raised eyebrow to display his curiosity. "So the point of the Academy is to learn to coexist with humans, but if one shows up we kill them? How does that teach us to get along with them?"
Ms. Nekonome was unnerved by the observation and it showed. "Yes... well..." She stammered, unprepared for the unexpected questioning. Most monsters wouldn't give a damn about killing a human after all. "It's needed to protect the secret."
"Why not find a trustworthy human, or offer an incentive?" Tsukune boldly countered, "Surely there is at least one human on Earth that can get along with monsters."
The brute from before interrupted. "Who the hell wants to get along with humans? They're weaklings, food, and toys to play with. Nothing more!"
Tsukune calmly looked at the brute, sitting straighter in his chair. "The current population of monsters across the globe are estimated in the hundreds of thousands. That's all of us combined. The human population is in the billions, and that is low-balling them. They outnumber us a thousand to one, even in the smallest countries." Despite retaining its calm appearance, Tsukune's gaze became colder as he let his mood get him carried away. "Tell me something. Can your monster form repel multiple metallic projectiles the size of your eraser traveling hundreds of miles an hour?"
"Of course not! There's no monster that uses such an attack!" the brute exclaimed, with the dismissive ego you would expect of a self described powerhouse. The kind of person that would be in for a rude awakening when the found they weren't the top dog after all.
Tsukune chuckled dryly. "Congrats then," he said "your kind can easily die from mankind's weapons." Tsukune grinned viciously as he continued, "The most common firearms can fire dozens of bullets a minute and each are designed to pierce armor and cripple targets. You'd be nothing more than a target to them."
The brute jumped out of his desk, grabbing Tsukune by the collar. "How dare you! Your full of shit, Aono! There's no way a human will ever hurt an ogre much less kill one!" The ogre in human clothes looked to be a hair trigger away from violence.
"Wait a minute Mr. Saizou! You need to put him down." Ms. Nekonome meekly commanded. The class were staring at the standoff, hoping for a fight to break out. Many of the boys were preparing to make bets, while Saizou's friends were ready to cheer him on.
Tsukune's answer to the ogre's threat was much simpler, a minor transformation to his mouth and throat, and a burning wad of blinding spit was launched into the jerk's eyes. "Don't touch me." Tsukune commanded, returning to his seat. Saizou thrashed about, for a few moments, before being led out of the room by two of his friends. "Well, that should be the last I'll see of him." Tsukune thought dismissively.
While the brute was led out to the nurse's office, Tsukune's mind was buzzing from his transformation. "I know I have done that before, but why do I also think I haven't? It's like my brain is only half-remembering..."
As Saizou and his escort left, a familiar face entered the room cutting off the chance to sort out his aching brain. As she entered the room, Moka was the subject of lust filled jeers and cat calls, each repeating the obvious. Moka Akashiya was a pink haired bombshell, a teenage femme fatal made from weaponized cuteness. "I'm sorry I'm late. I got lost after the Entrance ceremony..." Moka explained, trailing off as she spotted at an oblivious Tsukune.
Ms. Nekonome noticed her student's distraction, "Ms. Akashiya?"
Said girl was too busy diving at Tsukune to notice her teacher. "Tsukune!" She cried, throwing her arms around the surprised shapeshifter.
"Moka!?" Tsukune cried out in surprise.
"I missed you Tsukune!" Moka's bright and cheerful smile made way to an eager grin. The class would later swear they heard a whimpering noise as Moka's mouth violated Tsukune's neck for the second time that day. With obvious cheer, the pink haired vampire sank her fangs affectionately into Tsukune's neck in a rather seductive manner.
"Ow!" Tsukune cried out, "Again, really! Didn't you get enough of me earlier?" he questioned. Tsukune's new found classmates were not pleased with the open display of affections, and many were swearing oaths to kill the poor vampire bait. Tsukune's choice in words didn't help the situation either.
"Oh Tsukune! You taste so good..." Moka moaned, and repeated her actions from that morning. Namely, the grinding and groaning. The girls now felt jealous as the newly established dominate male of the class was being seduced by a new girl, the boys were pissed that such an attractive girl was grinding on an overrated guy.
"Oh my..." Ms. Nekonome and her class watched Moka's provocative actions with the morbid fascination of a deer caught in headlights. As Tsukune's body began to adapt to the vampire once again, her moans became more erotic and her actions became far more dirty as she was hypnotized by the life giving cocktail. Just as before the potent mix of Tsukune's blood overwhelmed the cute vampire and she collapsed on Tsukune, unconsciously cuddling into him with an afterglow that could put spotlights to shame.
Tsukune faced the teacher, his school uniform was now a ruffled mess and his blank expression etched in stone, "Ms. Nekonome, I got molested by a vampire. Can I go home now?"
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After Moka had recovered and classes had ended without further indecent indecents, Tsukune spent the day exploring Yokai Academy with Moka. Somehow it seemed rumors of the two of them being a couple had already spread alongside rumors of Tsukune blinding Saizou. It seemed everywhere they went the guys would complement Moka and curse Tsukune, while the girls would insult her and gossip about how awesome he was supposed to be. Apparently Saizou had been a massive dick to a lot of girls in the few hours that the school had been open. Go figure.
Eventually the pair had taken a rest at a convenient bench near some vending machines. While Moka took a seat Tsukune would get them some drinks. When Tsukune came to Yokai he was afraid of being someones meal... judging from the looks he was getting, he still had a strong chance of that, just in a good way. Tsukune's musings were cut short by the return of an unwanted voice."Hmm, Your kinda cute. You're Moka Akashiya, right?"
Tsukune turned to face the brute Saizou with a lackluster manner, his expression clearly displaying his exasperation. "Oh god, not this jerk again." Tsukune thought exasperated. The brute was leering at Moka like a piece of meat, and it was quickly irritating Tsukune. "Who are you?" Moka inquired, innocently.
"I'm Saizou Komiya, Salutations." He gestured to his face like it was a big deal to meet him. "By the way, why is a beautiful lady associating with this guy?" He gestured to Tsukune who was now glaring at Saizou with open annoyance.
Around them other students began to mutter among themselves. Tsukune's hearing easily picked up on the comments about Saizou's reputation for molesting human women. "So I was right..." Tsukune thought to himself. Saizou was filth and if he touched Moka there would be hell to pay. New friend or not, some things you just don't tolerate.
As Tsukune prepared to decapitate him if needed, Saizou continued his preaching to an increasingly unnerved Moka, "Wouldn't you rather spend some time with me? Why don't we go off somewhere where the two of us have some fun?" The suggestion was unwanted by the way Moka's face made a look of disgust. Saizou took it as a sign to continue his harassment, "Well? Why don't we go out for a bit?" He towered over her, implying it wasn't a suggestion.
The way Saizou had implied fun was enough for Tsukune. He stepped forward purposefully placing himself between Saizou and Moka, slowly guiding his new friend behind him."Back off trash. It's obvious Moka doesn't like what you're saying. Go hang with your friends, walk away. This doesn't have to get any worse."
Saizou glared at Tsukune, his embarrassment from before not forgotten. "Get lost loser, its none of your business what me and the little lady do." Saizou leered at her again, licking his lips in a disgustingly lewd manner, "Or rather, what I do to her..."
Tsukune stood his ground, fighting the urge to reform his limb into a weapon and cut off something important. "Moka is my friend, and if you touch her in any way she doesn't want I will break you."
As the two boys began their face off, Moka simply stood there disbelieving. She had never expected to make a friend who would stick by her like this on the first day. She expected her looks to cause some trouble as well, but never this soon.
Saizou wasn't happy, first he got shown up in class, now the runt was insulting him in front of a hot piece of ass he wanted. "You got lucky spitting that gunk into my eyes earlier."He declared, "You wont beat me with cheap tricks, I'm much stronger than you. I'll just crush you like an ant, then I'll play with Moka all I want."
Tsukune felt Moka tense up behind him, and Saizou's words hit his limits on patience. He forced his body to reinforce his skull and legs, "Saizou... Know your place!" he declared.
Moka felt strangely cheated for a moment as Tsukune leapt up, and slammed his forehead into Saizou's and then launched the would be molester away with a swift spin kick to the groin. Saizou slammed into a nearby set of trash cans, covering him in assorted pieces of ripe garbage. The students watching applauded or cheered only adding more fuel to Saizou's shame and anger.
Tsukune glared at garbage covered ogre. "Stay with the rest of the trash where you belong. I don't wanna see you come near me or Moka again."
As the pair walked away, Saizou planned his revenge. The girl would be his. He would wait till they split for the dorms, then drag Moka to the woods, and show her who the real top dog was. In an almost textbook example of mistake, Tsukune turned his back on Saizou and his wounded pride, leading a still surprised Moka away from her would-be molester.
It took a few moments for Moka to overcome her pleased surprise. "Why did you do that?" She asked, bewildered and curious, "You could have walked away. Or we could have run away. Or ignored him. Or..."
Tsukune smiled at her, "Your my friend Moka." he said kindly, "I won't let anyone hurt my friends if I have the strength to stop them."
Moka just stared at Tsukune, it was a corny line, but it wasn't like you heard someone say something so sweet every day. "Tsukune..." she looked at him, unsure how to properly phrase her question, "Why are you so friendly to me? I just seem to bring you a lot of trouble." she pouted.
Tsukune just kept smiling, finally handing her a can of Tomato juice he had bought for her, "Don't say that Moka. Being your friend is worth all the trouble in the world."
Moka was very thankful she could chug the can of red liquid rather than respond, her face had erupted into a new shade of blushing red. She mumbled something before she caught herself however.
"What was that?" Tsukune asked, genuinely curious.
"I'm glad I got to meet you..." she mumbled, just barely any louder. Moka's face turned red again and she felt the compulsion to elaborate when she realized how that sounded. "I mean you have excellent blood! It's grade A! Way better than blood from transfusion packs!"
Tsukune would have interrupted, but the sight of a cute and embarrassed Moka rambling was infant's first babble levels of adorable. "It's full bodied," she continued, still brightly blushing, "and the sweetness and minerals, it's so loaded with flavor!" she exclaimed, moaning slightly, "It feels so good when I swallow it, and the texture... Even after the first mouthful I only want more!"
Moka was panting now, red faced from something other than embarrassment, excited over the memory of Tsukune's blood. "That was my first time Tsukune." She stated, rather bashfully. It did not change the erotic way she was saying it however.
At this point Tsukune was certain that if she kept describing his blood like that every girl in the school would need a cigarette. As it was, only the fact that she was talking about eating him that prevented a pants tightening lift off.
"You're the first person whom I have ever fed from directly, " Moka elaborated, still on a memory induced high, "That feeling... I'll never forget it!" She said honestly. This time Tsukune didn't respond, instead he looked at the visible veins and his wrist and wondered what in his body was producing the vampire equivalent of erotic catnip.
"What the nine hells happened to me?" He thought oddly, feeling another headache building.
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After the rest of the introduction classes, the students of Yokai Academy were left to their own wiles, to explore the campus and get more accustomed to the new environment they were in. Most of the students were congregating with either students they knew or their own kind, sticking to the dorms or the student lounges. Moka and Tsukune were one of the few who decided to go on a sight seeing tour of the campus.
The architecture and designs of the school was mildly entertaining to look at, the horror themed Gothic designs and statues were rather impressive for a monster equivalent to a high school. The fact that each of the school facilities were modern and up to date was rather a surprise to Tsukune, who honestly thought there would be a lack of electricity and a plot hole the size of London as the only explanation as to why.
On that note the School dorms were a disappointment. With obvious signs of a very large academic fund, the pair had hoped that the dorms would be just as impressive. Sadly they were the usual stereotype of school dorm, complete with communal bathrooms and cramped space. At least the rooms were single occupant only.
The afternoon was relaxing, leading to a casual feeling between the wandering pair. "Huh..." Tsukune muttered to himself, "This kinda feels like a date..." he mused aloud, speaking softly to himself.
Moka heard what he said but said nothing directly, blushing up a storm instead. The pair continued their journey onward, but with a quickly growing silence between them. "So..." she started awkwardly, "What type of monster are you Tsukune?"
Tsukune actually paused, with two answers on the edge of his tongue. "I know I'm a monster, but why can't I say it?" Tsukune felt a brief flash of vertigo as his thoughts scrambled,"Wait... I'm a human, right? But why do I want to say I'm a monster?" The headache was back and his thoughts were scrambling as he tried to push the mental block again.
Unable to see his face, Moka took the silence as a hesitation. "Oh, right..." she said, "Letting your true form out is against the rules isn't it. Sorry, I shouldn't have asked that."
Tsukune chose to acknowledge her, rather than try to push the block. This time the pain had been migraine level, and he had the feeling it would only get worse if he pushed it. "It's okay Moka. I wouldn't even know you were a vampire if you hadn't tasted my blood."
Moka had the dreamy look bloom on her face again, "Yeah... your blood..." she said, face flush again.
"Moka... Focus!" Tsukune cut in with a warning tone before she went into her trace state again. Seeing her snap out of it he asked, "So why do you look so human anyways? Everyone else on campus has something strange that gives them away, but you just look so... human..."
Moka blushed cutely, her default expression it seemed, "You see..." She parted the top of her shirt slightly exposing a oddly designed Rosary and her cleavage. Tsukune tried very hard to keep his eyes from wandering, and was seconds from failing...
"This Rosary keeps my powers contained. In my original form I was hated and I caused a lot of conflicts. If it came off I would become the real me, and be a real scary vampire." she explained childishly. Tsukune was starting to think everything Moka did was going to be cute. He mentally shrugged, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
"Wait a second..." His brain had snagged on something odd, "What do you mean the 'real' you?" he asked.
Moka looked a little upset that he caught the slip, "The Rosary doesn't just contain my power. It also takes away parts of my personality."
Tsukune looked at her without judging, something she was grateful for, "Why would you do something like that?" he asked, "Did something happen?"
"I was lonely where I grew up" Moka admitted "I wanted to attend school in the human world, and so I wouldn't be so scary that I couldn't make friends I got my Rosary." It was clear the way she said it that she didn't want to say how she got the Rosary. "It didn't help at all. I was an outcast because I was different." she explained with a bitter note in her tone.
Tsukune wrapped an arm around her in a half hug. "I met a lot of jerks when I went to human school as well Moka." His reply surprised her. "However, " He continued, speaking softly, "I also made a lot of friends too. You can't use such a small example to judge everyone. I remember meeting a young girl this morning who was afraid I would hate her for being a vampire, and now she's my best friend here!"
Moka just stared at Tsukune, with her eyes wide and expression blank.
The boy was rather unnerved by the look, "Did I say something wrong?"
"Am I really your best friend?" she asked softly, and still doe eyed.
"Of course! Why wouldn't you be?" he stated confused. He didn't expect what was coming.
Moka grabbed him, wrapping both arms around him and hugging with all of her vampire strength. An average human would have snapped like a twig. Tsukune felt three ribs break, his spine pop, and several bones crack. He would mend most if not all of it within the hour, but first he had to survive the emotion loaded hug. "Ow! Moka! Hugging! Too! Strong!" he gasped in pain, coughing up a small wad of blood, "I don't wanna die like this!" he thought.
Thankfully before he could see his ancestors the pink haired maiden realized she was squeezing her best friend just a tad too tightly. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, "I'm so, so sorry Tsukune! I didn't mean to! I just-" she halted mid apology, her nose twitching with delight. "That smell..." her eyes locked with the small stain of blood on Tsukune's lower lip.
The boy in question was too busy worrying about the state of his innards to notice Moka's cravings acting up again. He did notice it when she kissed him, especially when she started sensually sucking on his lip. Tsukune's inter-dimensional mind-fucked brain struggled to comprehend what was happening. As Moka let out a small moan of pleasure with her arms still around him and lips still locked to his, that poor overwhelmed mind just gave up and locked up like an old computer.
Moka was the first to recover from the lip lock, her face matching her hair as she realized what she had done. "OhmygodIgottagodosomething! SeeyoutommorowTsukune!" Vampire's speed did not justify how fast she moved, fleeing from the scene with traumatizing levels of embarrassment. "That was my first kiss!" They both thought.
Tsukune sat there stunned for a minute before replying to the empty air, "Wow."
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Tsukune's good cheer from the kiss persisted as he entered his new home. The dorm was loud, thanks to the mix of monsters all chatting, socializing, or trying to establish themselves as top of the pile. Tsukune's new Bedroom was small but cozy. Well lit, heated, and with the basic furniture needed for a teen: shelves, bed, dresser, bedside table, trunk.
Tsukune tossed himself on his bed with a joyous sigh. Moka's kiss had left him on cloud nine. "I wonder why she kissed me?" Tsukune thought to himself as he nestled into the bed, "She's really cute, and I would love to date her, but we just met... I mean, I like to think that girls might like me, but I'm not that special..."
A solid steady knock on his door gained Tsukune's attention. The boy groaned at the loss of a comfy moment of contemplation.
The knock occurred a second time. "Mr. Aono, are you in there?" called the voice of his homeroom teacher.
Tsukune hopped to his feet, opening the door. "Ms. Nekonome? " he asked, "Is there something you need?"
The pretty kitty lady did not look her usual peppy self. Instead, her face was a displeased grimace. "I'm sorry Mr. Aono, but the headmaster has asked me to escort you to his office."
Tsukune paled, the teenage fear of authority figures ruining his mood and promoting a panic. "Am I in trouble for something?"
Ms. Nekonome looked confused for a moment, her face going back to her usual cheery appearance. "No... Why?" she questioned, "Did you do something that would deserve a meeting with the headmaster?"
"No!" Tsukune denied, unwilling to admit to his conflicts with the jerk named Saizou, "I just thought that because of the look on your face!"
"Look?" she asked, "That wasn't because of you! That was because my refrigerator failed and all my fish went bad!" she explained.
Tsukune just blinked. There really was no appropriate response for that.
The trip to the Headmaster's office was uneventful. Due to it being so late at in the afternoon many of the students and faculty were spending their time adjusting rather than socializing. As they made the walk Tsukune did what all teens did when about to see the head authority of their school. Prepare an alibi, pray to not get in trouble, and if all else fails: prepare excuses.
The headmaster's office was huge, elegant, and utterly lacking in the macabre designs Tsukune was expecting of a monster who ran a school for monsters. Instead of a torture chamber suitable for the dark ages of man, it was more like the study of a college professor. The walls of the office were lined with bookcases, paintings of inspiring scenery hung on the walls in places, and a very fine rug covered the hardwood floor.
The Headmaster himself was seated behind his desk, with the bus driver of all places standing beside him looking thoroughly chastised. While the Bus driver was still clad in his uniform from that morning, the headmaster was clad in an elaborately elegant hooded white robe that looked like it would be more at place on a high priest rather than a high school headmaster. "Ahh, Mr. Aono." Greeted the oddly dressed man, "Please take a seat. I'm sorry to say we have much to discuss."
Tsukune looked behind him to see his teacher leaving the room. Seeing no other choice, he took the seat offered. The intimidated Tsukune sat still, keeping his eyes forward but not looking the headmaster in the eyes for fear of seeing anger in the man's face. The man's glowing white eyes just made it harder to look him in the face.
"Don't worry Tsukune," the school leader said kindly, "I am indeed upset, but not with you."
Tsukune felt a small spark of hope. "If I may ask, why was I called here, sir"
The headmaster glared at the bus driver, who started shifting in place. "I called you here to determine how much my employee has interfered with your existence."
"What?" Tsukune asked, looking at the bus driver.
White robe clad man sighed, "It seems Mr. Nurari decided that an idea of mine was foolish and intervened on both our behalves. Let me just ask you a few questions Mr. Aono. You have been having headaches whenever you try to remember anything from before getting on the bus this morning, correct? You remember being a 'monster' and yet you swear you remember being human at the same time, am I wrong?"
Tsukune nodded, feeling the headaches in question returning. "What did he do to me?"
The headmaster nodded, "Do you know what alternate universes are?"
"It's a science fiction idea." Tsukune replied, "A world made when something is changed. Usually a small thing or decision that changes an entire chain of events."
"That is correct. What Mr. Nurari has done is taken a version of you from another world where you were a monster, yet not going to attend Yokai academy. Then he merged the two of you together. Thus becoming what you are now, a monster who knows how to be human."
Tsukune leapt to his feet, knocking aside his seat and stepping back in shock. "Wait, what does that mean? Why would he do that?"
The headmaster glared at the bus driver again, causing Nurari to step back out of fear. "It was my intention to have the human you enter Yokai Academy and help to merge the human and monster worlds. You would have been an example to the various breeds of monster that not all humans are bad. However due to this idea having failed in the past, Mr. Nurari here decided on his own to change you to ensure your survival and possibly increase the chances of the plan succeeding."
Tsukune stood silently, staring at the ground as he tried to sort out the information. It took him a bit before he could work up a reply, "What does this mean for me? What's going to happen to me?"
The headmaster leaned back in his seat. "There are several choices, " He explained slowly, "We could split the two of you and clear your memories of ever being joined, and you could leave Yokai Academy... You could also be split and stay... Then of course there is the final option. You could stay merged and stay at Yokai Academy..."
As to be expected from such revelations, Tsukune's thoughts were in a state of disastrous turmoil. "What should I do?" he thought desperately, "There's no reason we should stay right?" Thoughts of silk-like pink hair crossed his mind, "Do I even want to spit back into two?" Tsukune's memories of being human were not fun, he had been weak, spineless, unwilling to stand up for himself. "Do I want to be a monster?" Tsukune's memories of being a monster were no kinder. He could recall being shot at by humans, attacked by other beasts far worse than himself, and living in a city that was being torn apart by monsters like himself. "Do I even know if I am the one who wants this?" Again, the pink hair crossed his mind, this time accompanied by a face.
Finally, he had a response, "Is there a time limit on this deal?" Tsukune asked, his voice weak and whisper like.
The headmaster smiled, "Not at all. I can undo Nurari's spell work at any time."
"I'd like to stay the way I am." Tsukune stated, a little life returning to his voice, "I would like to stay at Yokai Academy."
"I'm glad to hear it. Feel free to return to your dorm and get a good night's rest Mr. Aono. Classes start tomorrow."
Tsukune left the room in an emotional daze, closing the thick oak doors behind him as he departed. If the boy had lingered a moment longer he would have heard the headmaster's angry cry of "He's a what?!"
That night Tsukune had dreams of a vampire.
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Tsukune woke up the next morning in a tangled bundle of sheets, pillows, and yesterday's pants. The lingering remnants of his dreams tried to lure him into a renewed slumber with the offers of cute girls and warm comforts. The angry repeating cry of his hell-worthy alarm clock refused to let him give into the siren's call of sleep.
With a groan only those cruelly pulled from dream land can produce Tsukune pulled himself from his bed... and promptly fell to the floor, his feet still tangled in the blankets. "Not the best way to wake up." He thought, rubbing his jaw to relieve the pain.
The morning continued on a similar note. Tsukune arrived at the showers in time for the hot water to run out. Due to a fight in front of the cafeteria he never had a chance to grab a decent breakfast, leaving him the option of dry bread or soggy cereal.
As he munched some butterless toast Tsukune's thoughts drifted back to his conversation with the headmaster. "What is his name anyways?" he mumbled aloud. Tsukune shrugged, finishing breakfast was a bigger concern. Tsukune purposefully didn't think of his own incomplete choice, or his hybrid status. He knew ignoring them wouldn't help the situation, yet he didn't want to acknowledge the issues. Procrastination was such a common thing among teens and Tsukune was proving to be a prime example.
Tsukune's travel to his first class was rather early, his plan was to arrive in Ms. Nekonome's room and nap until the first class. "At least it can't get any worse..." he muttered, not paying attention to his surroundings.
"Wait up lover boy!" a voice called out.
Tsukune turned, just in time to feel the fist sucker punch him in the guts. The blow was enough to lift Tsukune off his feet and launch him into the schoolyard wall. Tsukune's body reacted forming the chitin scales under his clothes. As Tsukune prepared to react a strong, inhuman hand slammed him against the wall by his throat. The grinning face of Saizou stared at him. "It looks like you had a lot of fun with Moka yesterday!" he accused. "And you're gonna pay for it today!"
Tsukune's response was violent. The skin of his forehead ripped and tore as three bloodshot rage filled eyes formed out of the torn skin, each glaring at Saizou. Tsukune's legs bulged as the muscles tripped in size, nearly tearing his pants. Tsukune's right leg lashed out with the speed and force of an industrial jackhammer. The one-leg hammer blow flung Saizou to the ground, the sound of snapping ribs was clearly audible to those watching.
Tsukune's new eyes watched the crowd for new threats, while the original pair stared at the main foe. "What the hell is your problem you jerk!?" Tsukune asked, "Moka has already proven she wants nothing to do with you and I've already told you to back off!"
"Moka is too good to be with a scrawny piece of shit like you!" Saizou roared, still laying in the dirt, "After I kill you I'll take Moka for my own and do whatever I want with her." Saizou's sneak attack had pissed Tsukune off, his blatant desire for Moka just pissed him off even further.
"I thought you were just a jerk. Turns out your just a wannabe rapist." All five of Tsukune's eyes locked on Saizou, unnerving the brute, "I'm gonna make this quick."
Tsukune stomped on Saizou's already injured chest. The blow cracked more bones and forced a torrent of saliva, vomit and blood out of Saizou's mouth. The Ogre's transformed hand returned to its human state as the owner nearly lost consciousness from the pain. "What..." Saizou gasped out, "What kind of monster are you?" He demanded.
Tsukune kicked him in head as a reply, forcing him unconscious. "None of your business."
Tsukune's transformation took more than a few minutes to repress, the new eyes and armor resisting the return to human form. The combat high wore off and the anger began to leave his mind, Tsukune felt a bit of shame at getting so carried away. As his body undid its transformation Tsukune looked at the crowd of classmates who had gathered for the short one sided fight. "Um... Would someone mind taking him to the infirmary?" he asked shyly, slightly embarrassed, "I don't think that he would appreciate me taking him..."
Tsukune power walked away from the scene, afraid of being questioned. "How long am I going to be like this?" he wondered, "I wasn't angry until I started transforming! Am I always going to be so aggressive every time I use my power?"
Tsukune's combination of power walking and deep thought was a combination made for disaster. A fact demonstrated by him walking into someone's back. "Oh! Sorry!" he said, continuing his march.
A dainty hand grabbed his wrist before Tsukune could get more than five steps away, "Tsukune?" The shapeshifter turned around to meet the flushed face and evasive eyes of Moka Akashiya. Moka's face was bright red, and her expression was uncertain, as if she didn't know what to do now that she had his attention.
Tsukune might have had parts of the previous night that he wished he wouldn't remember. The kiss he shared with Moka was something he wouldn't forget.
"Good morning Moka." Tsukune said simply, before trailing off awkwardly, "Um... Ready for classes?" he quickly turned to continue his way to the classroom and avoid the awkward atmosphere. Moka stood in place with her hand still attached to Tsukune.
"I'm sorry about last night." She explained, "Its just, you had a drop of blood on your lip and your blood is so yummy! I couldn't help myself! You just taste so good!"
Tsukune smiled, trying hard not to laugh at the innuendo, and pulled her into a friendly hug. "It's okay Moka!" he said grinning mischievously, "I know I'm too hideously ugly for a divine beauty like yourself!" he proclaimed theatrically covering his face with a free hand.
"Don't tease me Tsukune!" Moka said, puffing her cheeks from embarrassment and pouting, once again turning up her cuteness level. "That's not funny!"
Tsukune just laughed, "We can deal with what happened last night later. Right now I want to go to class with my best friend before we're late!"
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It was a good thing that it was the beginning of school, otherwise the absentmindedness Tsukune displayed would have a serious impact on his grades. In Art he made a charcoal doodle when the assignment was for a basic calligraphy signature. For PE he tried to run laps in a game of soccer. Between thinking about his identity as a hybrid and his developing crush on a pink haired vampire he had very little brain power for anything else. Not a surprise really.
Normal high school is stressful. High school with monsters, fusions with alternate forms of your self and pink vampires that are so adorable that it should be illegal, is beyond stressful.
When class was over for the day Tsukune couldn't have been more relieved. He had quickly gotten tired of the many, many mistakes that he had made over the course of the day. Of course, as with all teens the moment the final bell rang all he could think about was leaving the school before something else could try to ruin his day.
"Hey Tsukune! Wait for me!" Tsukune stopped at the sound of Moka's voice. Moka caught up quickly, a light smile on her face, "So, Tsukune... Was there a reason you were so out of it today?" she asked.
Tsukune felt the urge to tease her a little, "I was too busy thinking of something important." he said slyly. Tsukune was sure that Moka's adoring fans would kill him for hanging around their idol, but this was too good for him to pass up.
"Really? What?" Moka asked with innocent curiosity.
"How good last night's kiss felt." he started walking away with a smile. In the crowd of observers there was far more than one gasp of surprise. Tsukune was certain that there was more than one male in the group that wanted to kill him.
"Tsukune!" Moka yelled scandalized, glancing at all the witnesses, "Don't say stuff like that where everyone can hear you!"
Tsukune grabbed his chest like he had just been stabbed in the heart. "Oh woe is me!" he dramatically proclaimed, "Moka is so ashamed of me! I've become her dirty secret! I can't believe she didn't like kissing me!"
"That's not true and you know it!" she yelled at him playfully, her blush returning.
"So you did like kissing me?"
Moka gave another pouting glare. "Your not going to trick me so easily Tsukune Aono!" She gave him a small playful shove.
"So mean to me Moka..." Tsukune teased, "I should make you pay for my lunch as an apology."
"I'll pay for your lunch if you stop with your bad acting!" She teased back.
Tsukune smiled, and Moka knew she had still been tricked. "Good! It's a date!" Tsukune declared, "I'll meet you in front of the cafeteria in twenty minutes!" He took of with haste, grin on his face and spring in his step. Moka had a similar giddy grin, even as her fan club were yelling death threats at her friend.
Moka's vampire power might have been mostly sealed by the Rosary around her neck, it didn't mean she wouldn't use what power she had to rush to her dorm. With speed she never used before she dropped off her school supplies, fixed her hair, added some makeup the way she liked, and applied a light application of her favorite lucky lip gloss. She arrived at the cafeteria with six minutes to spare.
Unfortunately Moka's arrival just happened to coincide with the arrival of a far less desirable male. "Hey there." called an unwanted voice, as Moka felt a rough hand grab at her wrist, "Why are you here alone pretty lady?" asked Saizou, he was smiling at her in a way he probably thought was charming. In Moka's opinion it looked like he was having a stroke.
Moka shivered as the unwanted ogre invaded her personal space in front of everyone and wrapped his free arm around her waste. Several students looked at the pair, but said nothing, they stayed in place either eating their food or socializing. Nobody offered to help her.
Saizou either ignored Moka's body language or he didn't care. "You shouldn't be lonely Moka Akashiya when you can be with a handsome man like me."
A small rock struck Saizou in the back of the head, a rock thrown by an annoyed Tsukune Aono. "Why the hell would she want a stepped on turd like you?" Tsukune stated, defiantly walking right up to his persistent annoyance. "Let her go douche bag." he commanded.
Saizou swung at behind him, tossing Moka aside. "I've had enough of you!" he bellowed, fully transforming out of fury. "Moka's beauty is wasted on someone like you!" Saizou's ogre form was a towering beast of gray skin, bulging muscles and grotesquely thick veins. Thick claw like fingernails extended from the bully's hands as he wildly clawed at his intended target.
Tsukune nimbly leapt back, dodging the attacks. His body armor quickly reformed on his arms, legs and chest as he got ready to finally put the ogre down. Saizou's speed had drastically dropped due to the pillars of muscle he now possessed, however with the amount of damage he was doing, it would only take a few hits for him to gain an advantage. Tsukune ducked and dodged several more strikes before he could land a direct set of blows to Saizou's abdomen.
A crowd was drawn by the sounds of a fight, those having watched the scene from the beginning were on their feet the moment Saizou transformed. Tsukune's strikes were quick but did nothing, his empty fists failing to do more than a gentle push against the wall of thick muscle. Tsukune scowled after his fifth failed attack, he pressed his hands on the dirt, attempting a mule kick that would definitely do some damage. The Ogre grabbed the offending leg and used it to slam the shapeshifter against the ground with brutal force. "Don't pass out now Aono!" he demanded, slamming Tsukune again,"I still need to pay you back for my injured ribs!"
Tsukune coughed up a little blood, and used it to spit a blood and snot loaded wad into his attacker's face. "You think this will be enough to put me down?" Tsukune sneered, trying to keep a strong pace. Saizou's repeated blows were doing serious damage to Tsukune. "The moment you let go of my leg I'm gonna kick your ass again!"
Saizou wiped the gunk off his face with a furious look on his face, "Then I'm just gonna have to break you before I Let go then!" The ogre dragged the shapeshifter to the corner wall of the cafeteria, and with the brutality you would expect of an ogre he grasped Tsukune's leg and swung him into the edge of the building. The V-shaped edge worked like a blunt sword, and if it weren't for Tsukune's chitin scales the boy would have been sliced in two by the force of the impact.
Tsukune's body was struck against the wall a second, and a third time. With each blow the wall lost a chunk of concrete and Tsukune coughed up more blood. When the fourth blow landed there was a sickening crunch similar to bone breaking before the ogre dropped Tsukune to the ground. Tsukune's body trembled for just a moment before collapsing, his body partially dissolving into a smoking brown goo. The goo hardened not long after appearing, but it didn't matter to the watching crowd, to their eyes Tsukune had just died.
At the sight of her newest friend's apparent demise, Moka's knees gave out from shock and disbelief as tears began to pour out of her eyes. The surrounding crowd wasn't enough to discourage Saizou from his chosen course, he had killed publicly for his prize and now he was going to enjoy it.
Saizou looked at the crying vampire with cruel desire and foul lust, "I'm gonna enjoy this little violation of the rules." he said, undressing her with his eyes. Saizou's tongue extended from his mouth, dripping with saliva.
The still mourning Moka stumbled back away from Saizou's perverse grip, desperate to not let him touch her. "No! Stay back!" She demanded. The surrounding monsters were dispersing, unwilling to watch or aid in the oncoming events. Many of them ignored Moka's cries for aid for various reasons, either unwilling to aid a vampire or unwilling to fight the killer to defend her. What was about to occur was far too common in the supernatural world, it was the way things were.
Before the ogre could finally catch up to his prey the loud sound of snapping and cracking materials drew Saizou back to Tsukune's 'corpse'. The brown mass was swelling and expanding at a horrifying rate, small bursts of steam and flame erupted from the cocoon as it rose from the dirt. The monsters around them felt an infectious fear as whatever was before them was something unnatural, something that just didn't belong in their world, the human world, or any world at all.
Once Tsukune's cocoon reached the same height as the ogre the cracking occurred again, this time the shell began bulging sideways as whatever was within began tearing its way out. With a primal roar a monster tore its way out, shattering the brown shell.
The newborn beast was taller than Saizou, wider, more muscular, and covered with a rich red-brown shell. Wisps of steam poured off of the beast with every breath, those closest to it could feel the infernal heat that was coming from it. The Tsukune-beast roared a challenge to the ogre, and for a moment Saizou felt the deep seated urge to flee. "What the hell kind of monster is that?" Saizou thought in disbelief. His thoughts repeated in the minds of the onlookers.
Whatever Tsukune had become, the ogre's every instinct was screaming to get away. The jackass hesitated and that was all the beast needed.
It charged, moving with speed that was improbable for a creature of it's size. It moved like a wild gorilla, using both its arms and legs in perfect sync. In a second it crossed the gap to its pray and slammed its tree sized fist against the ogre, driving its super-heated hand into the ogre's relenting flesh with a searing hammer blow. Saizou's lungs felt like collapsing even as he felt his skin instantly burn under the beast's touch. The Beast was not finished with one shot, its free hand slamming itself into the side of Saizou's head and nearly snapping his neck from the force alone.
Saizou flew into the air as the beast roared in victory, charging again to get to its downed target. The beast continued its thrashing, slamming the ogre with feet and foot and tackling him if he tried to stand or run. The beast ignored the pathetic whimpering of its prey, even after Saizou was reduced to a seared pile of broken and tenderized mush.
With a final roar of victory the monster erupted in flame, reforming the brown crystal cocoon as it dissolved. This time when the shell opened a fully healed Tsukune stepped out, naked as the day he was born. Tsukune stumbled out of the remains of the cocoon before he glanced down, his heroic entrance ruined by a lack of pants. "Oh goddammit!" he exclaimed, "Can't I get a break today!?" Tsukune's stomach answered him with its own miniature roar of hunger. His minor league hunger for lunch had been replaced by a ravenous appetite, it felt like his body was going to eat itself if he didn't appease it soon.
Further complaints about his wardrobe malfunction and increased appetite were cut off by a vampire's arms wrapping around him in a clinging hug. "Tsukune!" Moka joyously cried out keeping her arms wrapped around him like she was afraid he would disappear, "Are you okay?" she asked, "Do you need anything? Are you hurting anywhere?" She looked at him again, this time checking for injuries. It didn't take her long to notice her friend's state of dress. She froze in place as she looked down. Tsukune didn't have to see her face to know where she was looking and that she was blushing.
Another burning dose of hunger pain rose in Tsukune's stomach, Moka's naturally delicious scent did not help at all. Tsukune's eyes darted over to the unconscious form of his attacker. "Excuse me for just a second Moka." Tsukune gently moved her aside, and started stumbling over to Saizou. Tsukune could feel fangs extending from his jaw, his body driven by the need to feed. Tsukune's monstrous instincts were going wild. He had to feed, there was no other choice.
Tsukune's fangs pierced Saizou's shoulder, digging into the ogre's skin without resistance, allowing his victim's blood to pour into his mouth. The rich metal taste only drove the shapeshifter's hunger into a frenzy, each gulp of blood only made him want more. Saizou trembled beneath Tsukune, even unconscious his body tried to resist. Alas Tsukune's hunger would not be denied.
Even with his fangs draining the blood his Tsukune's body hungered, evolving new parts to feed quicker and more efficiently. A spear-like tendril of flesh erupted from Tsukune's mouth and dug into Saizou's unconscious form like a parasite. The ogre died in his sleep, a victim of his victim's need to feed. The leeching tendril converted the deceased ogre's flesh, fat, bones and muscles to a slop that was quickly drawn back into Tsukune's body. As the biomass transferred owners, Tsukune felt more strength flow into his body, instinctively he knew that traits of Saizou's ogre form were being imprinted on him as he fed.
Finally, after minutes of feeding Tsukune stood, his hunger finally stated. Around him the crowd of monsters stepped back, terrified of the living embodiment of terror before them. Tsukune's satisfied burp did not help matters at all.
Tsukune wiped his mouth clean of the few remains of ogre blood staining his mouth. More than a little nervous at the impending judgment he felt he was going to get, he approached the still frozen Moka, who was watching him with wide eyed innocence, "Why... Why did you do that?" She asked, unnerved by Tsukune's actions and desperately needing an answer.
Tsukune couldn't meet her eyes due to personal shame and state of undress, "It takes a lot of fuel to use my powers like that, I had to heal after every blow and the transformation took more fuel than I had. If I didn't bite Saizou, I would have to feed on someone else, I just wouldn't get enough sustenance fast enough from normal food."
"Oh. Like how vampires need blood?" Moka rationalized, "I know I get anemia if I don't feed from a blood pack every other day."
"Yeah, like that." Tsukune kept his eyes on the ground, still afraid to meet her gaze. "You...You don't hate me? Right?" He asked awkwardly. Tsukune was preparing for a fearful yes, or for her to walk away, or any number of sad disappointing moments.
He was not prepared for her to gently grab his hand and lift his gaze to her face.
"Your still my friend Tsukune. I would be a terrible friend if I let you save me then ran away. Besides..." She blushed cutely and squirmed in place, "... We still have a date don't we?"
"Sure..." Tsukune smiled, and would have entered the cafeteria with Moka if a cold breeze hadn't reminded him of his lack of clothes. "Oh damn it." he muttered covering himself with his hands. "Do you mind waiting for me for a few minutes?" he asked Moka, his face bright red from embarrassment, "I kind of need another pair of pants."
Moka nodded and watched as Tsukune had to make a walk of shame across campus. Her eyes locked on an exposed part of her friend's anatomy. "Wow. Tsukune has a great butt."