Rosario+Vampire: Bloodlines
Well, this is it I guess; my first fanfic. I'm really not experienced
at all in the field of story writing ( a fact which I'm sure will show
in my story) but I have recently come across (been invaded by) a group
of plot monkeys, who have been constantly bothering me to write this.
It is set just after the terrifying pwnage of "God" the siren by Sun-
sempai. Also, I enjoy breaking the "barrier" a lot, so expect me to be
talking to you or making comments throughout the story. Oh, and any
reviews and advice is welcome. Anyway, enjoy the story (or at least
try to)!
"Tsukune" said Moka, as she drew closer to him, using that subtle
vampiric charm she possessed (although seemed to use automatically and
without realising it).
"Moka-san" Tsukune eagerly responded, completely enthralled in it as
per usual (Im pretty sure being helplessly in love with the caster
strengthens the effects).
She drew closer to him, until their lips were almost touching, before
going for his neck.
Tsukune snapped out of it immediately, wondering how he had fallen for
it yet again. He opened his eyes again, just in time to something
flying at him. His eyes narrowed and turned slightly redder as he
focused on the object... No... Objects. His eyes widened and he dived
to the right, pulling Moka with him, just in time to avoid several
kunai that smacked into the nearest tree. However, these ones were not
made up of ice. These were real.
"Tsukune, behind you!" shouted Moka. He dived onto the ground, turning
round in the air so that he could provide some sort of cushion for
Moka. In doing so, he inadvertently pulled off her rosario, causing
her to transform into her true self.
Ura-Moka looked down at Tsukune, and couldn't help but blush, although
she covered it by standing up quickly and looking away whilst dusting
herself off.
Then she remembered where she was, and looked around furiously.
"Where are you? Show yourself, coward!" she shouted into the night (it
was already dark, as newspaper club had been spending most of the
night rewriting their next issue, which had been destroyed because of
a virus from indecent pictures that a certain werewolf had been
downloading).
"As you wish, Moka-chan." said a voice next to her left ear. She span
around quickly, performing a low kick as she did so, but stopping when
she saw the owner of the voice. He had dark skin, but strangely long
hair, about 3/4 the length of Gin's. His aura was warm and comforting,
but it was contradicted by cold, greyish eyes and a small scar on his
left cheek. You could tell that he was unused to showing emotion by
the lack of lines of any sort on his face, but currently he wore a
small smile, which displayed the slightly elongated canines of a
vampire.
"Yuuto" she said as she embraced him, before pushing him away just as
suddenly. "Why are you here? What did you think you were doing with
those kunai? You could have killed my Tsukune!"
He calmly regarded her with his unreadable grey eyes. "I'm glad you
have found someone that you like that much, Moka." Before she could
retort stubbornly he continued. "Did you really think you could get
into such a fight with Fairy Tale as you did in Mizore's hometown
without there being consequences? You're being targeted now."
Moka looked hurt. "So you are betraying me, Yuuto?" she asked
quietly."All those years of friendship mean nothing to you?"
The small smile on Yuuto's face disappeared. "After all this time, you
think I would hurt you, Moka? Quite the opposite. I've been protecting
you. Recently I've got permission from the Chairman to protect you
officially, so now I'm here.
It was about this time when Tsukune, having listened enough to get the
general gist of what was going on, decided to speak:
"Umm... Yuuto-san, if you were protecting us then what happened with
Sun-sempai?"
Yuuto looked slightly uncomfortable, and scratched the back of his head.
"Well... I was busy picking something. Besides, Sun can handle herself
fine. She beat me in a fight once. Ask me about the details later, I
want to focus on more important things, like where to sleep. How about
I share a bed with you Moka?"
"Wh-what?" Moka stammered, caught off guard. Tsukune got a small
nosebleed at the very idea.
"Come on, Moka, it'll be just like old times" teased Yuuto, who was
now openly smirking, "Don't you remember that incident?" He continued smirking until Moka's foot buried itself into
his stomach, knocking the wind out from his lungs and causing him to
fall to his knees. This was after about 2 seconds, in case you are wondering (which I doubt you are, but I felt like mentioning it).
"Don't make it seem like it was something else!" she shouted at him.
"Know your place!"
