I do not own Rosario + Vampire.

This is a new story I thought of. I know I should focus on my other unfinished stories and I'm sorry, but once I get an idea in my head it won't leave unless I write it down and share.

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"So then I told her that that was just way too weird!" Kurumu laughed.

Tsukune smiled, "Yeah, I guess so."

Tsukune and Kurumu sat at the same café shop on the same table they did since high school. Tsukune had been the one to discover it. He had walked inside with his father one day and after seeing all the sweets they sold, Tsukune automatically thought of Kurumu. They had been best friends since grade school. That was Tsukune's problem!

They had been just friends since grade school. He didn't want to risk his friendship with her when he discovered he had those feelings for her. So here he was twenty-two, in love with his best friend, and never went past first base with any girl. He hadn't even had a real relationship! The only reason he had been kissed was because of the games spin the bottle that he and Kurumu had played in middle school with other kids!

"Tsukune, are you listening?" Kurumu asked.

Tsukune looked up shocked, "Hmmm?"

Kurumu looked at him concerned, "Are you okay, Tsukune, you've been zoning out a lot lately?"

She took her hand in his. He looked down at their intertwined hands and slowly looked up at her compassionate eyes. He looked into those beautiful eyes that he got stuck in, those beautiful lips that looked so soft, and, goodness, just that amazing girl in front of him.

'Oh, crap, she's waiting for an answer!' Tsukune snapped back into reality, "It's nothing really! Just…erg, sorry."

Kurumu giggled, "That's just like you Tsukune! Aww, it's okay you don't have to blush."

Tsukune rubbed the back of his neck and offered a timid smile. Geez, he was such a loser.

"So, what were you saying before?" Tsukune asked.

Kurumu smiled happily at him, "There is this guy."

"A guy?" Tsukune's smile faded.

Even though he wasn't really lucky with the opposite gender, Kurumu was extremely popular with her opposite gender. She was a succubus after all and he was, well, human. She was like a love god and he was plain old Tsukune. She had had several flings, but the only guy that she had stayed with for years was him. He was a solid, firm rock compared to those flying papers, but of course the papers beat the rock.

"Yeah, his name is Hokuto. He is the best, Tsukune!" Kurumu seemed to go into a daydream mode, "He is sweet, compassionate, hard working, and he seems to like me more for who I am than for my looks! I think I could really have a real relationship with him! Imagine that."

"Imagine that…"Tsukune said with a weak smile.

He needed to take action! He needed to take action soon.

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Moka sighed. Her sister had come to her for advice, again. Moka's real advice: Dump that sorry, good for nothing, Miyabi! She knew that wouldn't happen though. Kahlua loved that man and nothing could make her stop. So, Moka gave her helpful advice to keep their relationship strong.

Moka was, in lack of better terms, a love guru. Well, more like a love consular because her advice wasn't free. She helped women get the man they wanted without much hassle. She helped create a relationship, where ever it went from there was up to the couple. Of course some clients would come back and she would help again.

It had all started in middle school, when a teenage Kahlua had come asking her for boy advice. Moka could never comprehend why for Moka had no boy experience. It had worked none the less and more and more people began asking for advice. It quickly became a hobby and later on a career. The only flaw in Moka's career was that she didn't believe in love.

She believed in strong affection and lust but never love. The reason you stayed with one person for so long was because you felt comfortable not love. Love was too indefinable, too sketchy to really exist. Some days she would really get annoyed with some girls. They were just too infatuated and clingy with the poor boys.

Not that she had much respect for any man. Her father had given her a good example of what beast men really were. Not to mention when she had finally gotten her figure, dumb, hormonal boys tried hitting on her or tried touching her inappropriately.

She sighed and moved her silver hair away from her face. Her crimson eyes searched for something. She knew she was forgetting something.

"Hey there, boss!" Ruby cheerfully called out as she walked into Moka's office with a tray.

Moka sighed, "Ruby, how many times have I told you that you must knock before entering a room and MIZORE, DAMN IT, STOP HIDING IN THE VENTS!"

Mizore came out from one of the vents. She calmly sat in the chair opposite of Moka. Ruby poured Moka her hot chocolate and gave Mizore a frozen coffee.

"Thanks, Ruby." Mizore said in her usual monotone voice.

Moka gave out a sigh.

"Don't sigh so much, it makes me worry you'll run out of breath." Mizore said it seriously, but Moka could tell by the look in Mizore's eyes that she was joking.

"Why did I become best friends with you two of all people?" Moka said crossing her arms and sitting back.

"We are the only ones who can really stand you for more than an hour a day." Mizore offered.

"I work for you." Ruby said with a giggle that proved she was joking.

"We are outcasts and you needed minions so you could enslave the world, ridding it of all men and only keeping their seed so that the woman can reproduce. " Mizore said licking her frozen coffee.

Moka let out a low laugh, "Yeah, I guess you are right. It all makes sense now."

The three had been friends since high school. Not at the beginning though. Ruby couldn't stand Moka and her bossy attitude, Moka didn't like Mizore because of her stocker ways, and Mizore didn't care about anyone…at all. When Mizore had failed to come to classes for more than two weeks, Moka had gotten stuck getting her to school. At first, Mizore was a deep burden, but quickly became a fun friend. Moka could vent out everything and get an honest and unafraid opinion.

Ruby started to notice that there was more to Moka that met the eye and became friends with the duo. Since then they had become the three musketeers. Being a witch was lonely because they weren't completely accepted by ayashi or humans, ice maidens were naturally alone, and vampires usually only got along with their own kind because everyone else feared them, but together they made the oddest, best group of friends.

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I hope you enjoyed it.