Rosario + Vampire: Rise of the Ancients

A/N: This story skips/omits the Alucard story arc and proceeds as though it never occurred.

Chapter One: Darkness Falls (Part I)

Blood coated the ground pooling within the grooves of the jagged rocks that littered the wasteland. Twilight hovered in the sky and distant planets loomed in the orange basked atmosphere casting an eerie glow downward. Tsukune could feel the dirt siphon into his nostrils with every agonizing breath he took. He tried telling himself to get up but his body refused to acknowledge the command. This couldn't be it, he thought. There was so much at stake and here he was on the verge of death. His power, his newly awakened power that required the sacrifice of so many was for naught and he was to lose everything.

This couldn't be it.

He had to dig deep.

He had to find it somewhere in his war torn body to somehow scrape enough strength. He couldn't lose her. Not like this.

He could hear the crunch of small rocks beckon towards him. Those heavy footsteps, filled with malice and unimaginable strength could only belong to one person.

Him.

"Now do you understand?"

Tsukune wanted to shout, curse or even spit on him but even that proved futile for his lips could not even form words. He could feel his anger beginning to rise but it only served as a reminder of what he was in for.

A monstrous foot appeared in his field of view, "You, human, should have never trifled with matters that do not concern you. For this, you will pay with your life and the lives of all who you care for,"

Tsukune grunted in pain as he felt a mighty hand grab his hair forcefully pulling his weak body into the air. There he came face to face with the reincarnation of pure evil. His eyes, two deep massive pools of endless blackness that seemed void of anything resembling life. Bulging red veins encompassed them surging with dense power and evil magic. Even just holding the beast's gaze seemed to tear his own strength from his body.

"I won't lose to you," Tsukune said hoarsely, his throat dry and raw.

The beast merely cocked his head in amusement, "You have already lost, human,"

How far they had come, he thought? A year of chaos, a year of preparation resulting in the casualties of many and for what? To die? Right here? If only he had trained harder, fought harder maybe he wouldn't have had to say goodbye to all the people that helped him make it this far.

Where did it all go wrong?


Crowds bustled, the sound of people danced through the air and the smell of vendor made food hovered above. Tsukune couldn't help but try to keep his smile hidden. Everywhere he gazed he would make eye contact with guys his age, all seemingly wondering who the girl beside him could possibly be. He knew of course this girl was one of his best friends, Moka. Well, the normal Moka in any case.

His eyes then found the beautiful rosary that dangled from her neck. This simple piece of jewelery sealed away the girl's incredible other half. The Inner Moka. Either way, both represented the polar opposites of her vampire self and still to this day he could not figure out which one he preferred.

"I like hanging out in the human world," she said to him.

Correction, he preferred the calm and cute Moka. The one that didn't always attempt to kill him with every misspoken word he managed to create.

He then smiled, his dark eyes lifting into the blue sky. It had only felt like yesterday when he found himself enrolling into a school specifically for monsters. He remembered the incredible fear and anxiety he felt when he first realized such a school even exists. So much had happened since then including having Vampire blood surge through his own veins. It had been a long journey but somehow he found himself at this point nearly four years later.

"So, what do you plan to do for graduation?" she asked him.

Oddly enough despite the fact that graduation was approaching the idea of him returning to the human world to live out his adult life never truly occurred to him. It was almost surreal realizing that in a couple of months he would no longer be considered a student. He would be his own person with his own responsibilities. But... where would that leave him and Moka? What would become of their relationship... friendship?

Noticing he was taking too long to respond he quickly replied, "Haven't really thought about it to be honest,"

"Well, that's no good. We should really be putting our mind towards this. I mean, its our future after all which is why I kind of want to ask you something,"

His ears perked at the end, his heart slightly begin to pick up the pace from her ominous request. He could tell by her shifting green eyes that she was becoming uneasy and slightly nervous and he wanted to reassure her, that is until he felt a pair of arms wrap swiftly around his neck. Behind his back a softness he could clearly recognize.

"There you are," said a sweet voice.

It was all too obvious as to whom this voice belonged to. Kurumu, a Succubus, never did seem to deviate from her usual entrance. After a couple of years he became used to the greeting but he could feel the eyes of others beginning to travel his way. Not wanting to attract more attention then needed he quickly offered her a solid greeting but doing so invited another rather unique individual.

"You have a habit of disappearing when we're not looking," said the Snow Fairy.

Despite Mizore being a Snow Fairy who's attitude was balmy at best her words always seemed to be able to describe the annoyance behind them. Tsukune forfeited and offered a quick apology. At this rate he was in danger of them exposing their identities of monsters to the public and that would be disastrous for the remainder of their vacation. He had to keep the peace and sometimes that meant playing on neutral ground...

However, something inside him was beginning to realize that playing such an indifferent stance was going to come back and bite him. A matter of when was now the biggest question.

His eyes scanned the company he was with feeling as though something was slightly off. Yukari, the tiny Witch who stood at the end of the line from which they formed walked quietly along, her face solemn and distant. He had never seen her like this and it was so unlike the cheerful, wise cracking Witch to be so quiet it made him feel somewhat spooked.

"Yukari, you alright?"

The Witch's eyes blinked and snapped to him finally showing a look of confusion within them, "What's up?"

Kurumu quickly caught the conversation and said, "You've been quiet all day today, Yukari. Something the matter? Is it because I made that comment about your chest earlier? I said I was sorry,"

Yukari shook her head softly, "No, it's nothing,"

Moka and Mizore then gave a glancing look and then back at Kurumu who raised her hands in defense, "I swear that's all I did!"

The conversation died down as they continued their way through several more plazas eventually returning to a cheerful banter. As the sun began its decent behind the mountains Tsukune stopped before a crosswalk leaving the rest to stop several steps in front.

"What's wrong, Tsukune?" Mizore questioned, her everlasting lollipop bobbing from the question.

"I just feel bad. I haven't visited my parents the entire time we've been back at the human world. And since today is our last day and I'm close by, I'd thought I head over there and drop in for a hello. I'll meet you guys at the bus stop," he said to them as be began to walk down the adjacent street.

Kurumu was about to call out to him but when her eyes found his she immediately withdrew. Before she could say a word his eyes were already on Moka and what proceeded made her stomach tremble with pain.

A smile. A lone but brilliant smile he gave to her as he turned on a heel and disappeared around a corner. She couldn't help but spot Moka's reaction which was somewhere between happiness and longing, her right vampire fang protruding slightly from her thin pink lips. She knew that type of smile and it was one she envied. How long must she wait for him to come around? There was no telling but time was running short. She needed to get through to him before they graduated or else fall into the void of memories.

Moka couldn't help but try to suppress the rush of blood to her cheeks. She couldn't rid herself of the look he gave her, then again, why would she want to? She remained behind the group allowing their conversation to overpower her sheer glow she could feel emanate from her face. In truth, this was the first time she had seen that look in his eyes. It was quick and subtle and she almost missed it herself but she was glad she hadn't. It was the look you would give someone to let them know you're interested or better yet direct flirtation. His eyes, although human, glimmered with the power of a Vampire and somehow... it made her own blood flow deep into her abyss.

"What's wrong with you, Moka? You sick?"

Moka's green eyes widened and she forced a laugh that sounded painfully feigned, "Absolutely. I'm fine. I just... um..."

Mizore leaned in, her foggy blue eyes searching for her own answer within Moka's green one's, "You're thinking about him aren't you?"

It was all too obvious that she was but time was running short and she needed to get away before the plan was lost, "Kokoa, wanted to meet me nearby. I'll meet you guys later at the bus stop,"

Moka turned to walk away but Kurumu was quick to latch onto her shoulder.

"You wouldn't happen to be lying, right?"

Both Mizore and Yukari were now watching awaiting the answer that was to come.

Moka finally replied, "Now why would you think that?"

Kurumu didn't let go immediately but relaxed her fingers allowing the Vampire to depart. Somehow, she felt as though she was allowing Moka to win but she couldn't find the justification she needed to stop her.

Moka continued down the street glancing at signs that stood at the corners.

Turn right, left here, keep going until... yeah, right here.

Suddenly, she felt someone grab her arm and pull her into an alley. At first she wanted to scream but once her eyes settled on the figure all of her fears faded.

"They almost caught me," she said.

Tsukune smiled, "I wanted to tell them but you know how they get. I mean, we rarely get to spend time together, you know, just us two. And I know my mother would want to see you again before graduation. So, you ready?"

Moka nodded and off they went.


"I guess no one's home," said Tsukune in a defeated tone, "I wonder..."

Moka watch him as he wandered over to a small bush just beside the front door pushing his arm into the mess of green. After a moment she noticed a smile tug at his lips and out from the bushes came a tiny sparkle.

He laughed, "My dear old mother, always leaving the key behind because she can never find anything in that purse of hers. In any case, come inside and we'll wait for her,"

Moka nodded feeling her rosary begin to tremble.

You need to relax.

"I'm trying," she thought.

For the past few weeks, her seal that separated her other half of herself away had begun to weaken. The cause for such an event she wasn't sure but it allowed her the ability to hold a conversation with her other personality. Whether or not this was a positive she couldn't tell but for the time being it was comforting.

The last time she was here it led to a big ruckus between the other girls that nearly sent Tsukune's poor mother to the hospital. However, knowing that kind of chaos was not present it allowed her to take in the different details of his home. Although one couldn't mistaken it for anything out of the ordinary she did receive the feeling that it was much different than the home she remembered in her youth.

It was his home.

From the homey atmosphere to the smell of home cooked meals that still lingered in the air it was something she never had the pleasure of experiencing and somehow it almost made her feel human.

"You can come upstairs if you want," he said to her.

Her head snapped to him tearing her from her small dreamlike stake, "Yes, yes of course!"

I told you, you need to calm down. You sound so eager you're making me look bad. Concentrate, this is... our... chance without anyone interfering. Do I have to come up there and handle this myself?

"I can do this," she thought, "I just... don't know exactly what I'm doing,"

She trailed behind him hoping that her inner thoughts weren't being conveyed too obviously. Once they reached his room he pressed open the door and entered. Moka followed suit nervously looking around for something to talk about.

Why are you so nervous? Act normal.

"I'm trying!" she argued with herself, "I don't know what you want me to do!"

This is probably your one and only chance to really let him know how you... we... feel. We might never get this opportunity again! Just tell him. This really is beginning to annoy me.

Moka sighed as she glanced over to Tsukune who looked back in confusion, "Your rosary,"

She gave a nervous laugh, "Yeah, sorry. I know it's bouncing everywhere,"

"Is the Inner Moka trying to say something?"

"More or less,"

"Hey, since we have some time I kind of want to ask you something,"

Moka felt her knees become weak. No one likes being asked 'something' and the possibilities were endless. She sat at his desk attempting desperately to keep her loud heart from beating any louder. Tsukune, on the other hand, seemed calm almost serene which only worried her what his question could be. Did he not want any part of her after they graduated? Did he already guess the atmosphere and wanted to just stay friends? She couldn't pinpoint it which only made her even more anxious.

The boy sat himself on his bed resting his elbows upon his knees letting a slow agonizing sigh before he began; "I know I haven't been putting much thought into it lately. Not as much as you have obviously but I would like to ask you something... you know... about after graduation,"

Moka could feel her throat swell up unable to even produce a simple reply. The only thing that did manage to answer his words was the maddening of her cheeks which she could feel burning into the cool room.

He continued, seemingly unaware of her reaction: "I know this might seem a bit out of left field but who knows what will happen after we graduate? And I know I would eventually have to make a choice and... I want to tell you my decision,"

Moka never felt such adrenaline and absolute fear take over her. It was like she was being faced with a truth that she could never turn back from. Not knowing what to think her mind immediately resorted to her other half, "I'm panicking... I'm panicking!"

Relax!

"I can't, please. I need you to come out,"

I can't do that without him taking off the rosary, you idiot!

Moka perked herself back to reality when she noticed his eyes staring into hers and somehow it was as if the world had ceased to exist. Her face now burned and all she wanted was to fade out of existence for just one moment.

"I was wondering if I could... stay by your side after we graduate. You and me," he said his voice in an almost whisper.

"Take... take my rosary off,"

"What?" he replied.

Moka began to fan herself slightly, her eyes afraid to entangle with his: "Please, take my rosary off,"

Unsure he lifted himself up and quickly jerked the symbol from her choker instantly igniting the room in a burst of light. The sound of bats filled the small room and before he knew it he was sitting before the mighty S-Class Vampire; the Inner Moka. Her dark crimson eyes stared deeply into him and her body language somewhat tense.

"You're not going to kick..."

A flash of skin was the only thing he could see as her foot manifested right beside his cheek, the soft texture of her sock dangerously close to his ear. He imagined he would have seen the authoritative power in her eyes but instead he saw something that almost stole his breath away.

Expectation.

"You had better mean everything you just said," said Moka, her voice quiet.

Then it clicked.

She was scared just as much as he was.

Instinctively his hand reached up and found itself below her knee, his palm lowering her leg down to waist level, "Of course,"

He drew her closer keeping his hand underneath her knee. He expected resistance or even words of retaliation but he received neither which only made his heart thump with hidden excitement. Those once demanding blood red eyes that once scolded him from any to everything were now soft and lost. He couldn't help but smile. Watching her allowing herself to be vulnerable was like walking into uncharted territory.

"I told you before. You're going to have to seduce me if you want any chance," she said.

Tsukune thought differently as her words oozed from her lips almost like a whisper. He thought to close the distance but her leg escaped his grasp and found its way around him. His hands found her lower back and her body soon landed on his.

"Tsukune, can I have a taste?" she breathed into his ear.

Shivers knocked on his spine as he replied, "If only I can return the favor,"

The Vampire smiled, a rarity that made his cheeks glow hot, "Silly boy. A gentleman never makes excuses for being a man,"

Moka inhaled deeply tracing the tip of her nose across the long side of his neck. Her entire body pulsed like a soft drum followed by a sudden but pleasurable throbbing seeping from her fangs. His scent was sweet and the aroma of his blood was so palpable moisture began to lace her lips. Until finally she exposed her vampire signature slowly sinking them into his soft flesh.

Suddenly her footing gave way and with the quickness Tsukune had inherited from her blood, his hands caught her pulling the Vampire onto his bed with him. For a moment they locked gazes neither wanting to lose to the other by breaking the utter silence. However, Moka's Vampire lust overshadowed the trivial game they played. Her fangs began to throb and she could feel an immense pressure begin to grip her lower half. Her fangs then found their target as they regained their grip.

Tsukune flinched but she held him down. He was hers, he was her path to bliss and she wasn't about to let him run. His blood, although no longer foreign, possessed such a sweet taste coaxed a lustful sigh from her lungs.

The taste, she thought, the taste was different but no less invigorating. It was even more sweet than she remembered. It was delicate, hot and it added more fire to the inferno that grew in her chest. Her hands began to explore taking in every rise and fall of his chest. Though she was severely inexperienced this did not seem to halt her progress as her fingertips eventually found the hem to his shirt.

Without warning her body exploded with immense bliss forcing her to release a badly suppressed moan. She could feel his teeth gripping a knot of flesh from her neck something she had never experienced before. It was surreal, almost insanity inducing but she curled her fingers not realizing she was drawing the sheets within them. She wanted to be embarrassed, to turn away but the raw energy that was now harbored in her veins quickly tore the idea away. Every passing moment begged for more but she simply could not find a way to achieve it.

"Tsukune, bite harder," she gasped into his ear.

Although he had bit her with a great deal of force he had not penetrated the skin. She wrapped her arms around him pulling him ever closer to her yearning body, bracing for the inevitable impact she was awaiting.

His teeth sunk deeper and she trembled and no matter how hard she tried she could not curl her lips to conceal her fangs. It was as if the ecstasy she felt forbade them and it only made the dark liquid that oozed from his neck seem all the more enticing.

Her words came like fragments as she spoke: "Taste me,"

It was the snowflake that caused the avalanche. She felt a pang of pain erupt at the side of her neck which sent an immediate response to the chasm between her thighs. He began to draw from her and the feeling was nothing short of hypnotizing. The warmth of her blood inched down to her collarbone creating a small stain at his collar.

Knock! Knock!

"Tsukune? Are you home?"

Tsukune sat up in an instant nearly knocking Moka to the floor, "Yeah! Uh... give me one second!"

Moka sat up dazed, her dark eyes wandering the room swimming in a concoction of the hormonal cocktail her body had been drowning in. Tsukune peered over to her, his face in a seeming panic.

"Damn, there's blood on your shirt," he whispered frantically.

Moka could only lift a finger pointing to a similar stain on his own collar, "You do too,"

Looking down he let out a curse and quickly began to rummage through several clothing drawers. He tore through stack after stack unsatisfied by what he was finding. That is, until, he withdrew two woolen scarves. He tossed one to Moka and wrapped the other around his neck hiding the slowly healing puncture wounds and blood from view. He peered into his mirror for validation and then to Moka.

"Can you tell?"

Moka blinked, her face still in a dream like state as she held her scarf in her hands. He groaned and wrapped the garment around her neck hoping it would do until he could find new shirts for them to wear, or at least until the wounds healed.

"Are you okay? Is Moka there with you?" called his mother from behind the door.

He quickly tore the door open, "Hey, mom. We just got here, right Moka?"

The Vampire sat on his bed, her body wobbling slightly. She nodded.

"We'll be right down. We were just... trying on scarves. You know, girls like fashion right?" he said trying his best to sound calm.

His mother eyed him and then at Moka who by all stretches of the imagination was not helping the situation, "It's nearly summer and you're trying on scarves?"

Tsukune turned to Moka hoping she would pull herself together, however, his mother took a step into the room.

"Moka, you changed your hair color? Are those contacts?" she questioned.

Tsukune laughed placing his body in front of her, "She was just trying some different styles. We'll be right down,"

His mother didn't seem convinced as she took one more glance at her son, "Well, alright but I did run into your friends from last time. They're downstairs so finish up your little fashion show so we can all have some tea. Oh and one more thing..."

Tsukune smiled as she leaned in close, "Keep that scarf on. I don't think I can handle seeing my son with a love bite on his neck. Thanks,"

And with that she turned down the hall leaving Tsukune with a feeling of pure dread.

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