Welcome back readers! Hoped you enjoyed the previous installment of Post-Mortem. I hope that as I get through the rest of this story arc that it consistently leaves you satisfied at the end of each chapter; for however many chapters that may end up being.

Disclaimer: I do not own, nor do I insinuate in any way, shape or form that the original story, characters, locations, ideas, concepts, licensing rights created under the entitlement of Rosario & Vampire are under my jurisdiction in any conceivable way. However, that said, any new ideas, concepts, characters, character interrelations, situations, and locations created through my own mental process strictly not generated prior to this story's birth shall be and shall always remain exclusive property of me, Motofan713 as the author and sole creator of Post-Mortem.

Guest: I apologize for not being clear as to my intentions with the Tsukune character. If you see him as OC due to my interpretation, so be it, and please feel free to move on to the next story in line. However, I do feel that this needs further explanation: Tsukune is still himself. He was still born and raised in the human world, lived through the same scenarios and life lessons in canon, but simply has a different outlook on life due to his condition. Thane can be seen as a sort of alter-ego or seamless split personality that retains a symbiotic relationship with the Tsukune conscience in the fact that he is there mainly as a guide to help Tsukune deal with circumstances. The best way to describe this situation is something very akin to Shuichi Minamino and Youko Kurama in Yu Yu Hakusho. While Shuichi is entirely his own person, he shares conscience with Youko and act in the same embodiment. If you see this as OC, please feel free to ignore any further progress I make in this story as it may only upset you. Really, the choice is yours to read this. Whether or not you do isn't my concern; that lays with the continuation of this story in a timely manner.

Getter B. Rabbit: It's interesting because although his real name reflects Thane, it's not his full name, which may become rather important later on. On another note, yes, snarky is something I've always wanted to see in a male character. I just thought it might be interesting to read a supposed harem story where the central character has more important things to worry about.

Without further ado, here's the next installment:

The two new friends continued their meandering pace towards the administration office, which by Tsukune's map was the building directly ahead of them, but by no means the closest building to them. Moka's bike clinked as she continued to push it alongside her, maintaining a firm grip on the handlebars lest give Tsukune yet another reason to poke fun at her. Yet at the same time, her mood was light and carefree. She'd already made a friend and she hadn't even entered the campus grounds yet! She was currently carrying on a conversation with Tsukune, one which was intriguing her much more than she'd anticipated. They were currently discussing the different possibilities for how the dimensional field currently providing a slightly distorted sky above them was able to operate, and Tsukune had offered up some very credible possibilities so far. He was currently in the middle of an explanation for his third theory. Speaking of which…

"… which would mean that there's most likely some sort of limiting device that's capable of suppressing all the auras of the current students residing within its reach so as to retain it within its domain. However, I'm not too sure it'd be able to hold up if every single entity here were to suddenly revert to their true forms all at once," Tsukune exlained on the fly, speaking almost as quickly as his line of logic was traveling. As he took in a breath to continue, Moka interjected.

"But if that were the case, why don't we feel it actively suppressing our states as we are right now?" she asked, her eyes continuing to gain in their luminosity. Tsukune had begun to notice her increasing interest and enthusiasm in their current topic, and was becoming more and more reassured in the fact that he'd chosen well for a first friend. She really is bright and cerebral, and willing to put herself out there to learn, isn't she? Thane noted on the side, continuing the conversation by replying to her; "Well, for starters, we both wear aura limiting devices."

Moka's hand suddenly whipped up to her collar, enclosing upon the Rosario resting there in a protective manner, her eyes narrowing slightly as she countered; "How did you know this was a youki limiting device?"

Thane turned his body slightly to face her more fully as he replied; "I've seen my fair share of limiting devices, and had much experience in recognizing them quickly regardless of their size or shape." He gave her a half grin as he continued; "I guess you could say that I've had enough experience over the years of my existence that it's become one of my second natures, considering how long I've been at it. And before you ask, I truly am only sixteen years old just in case you're curious," He interjected, seeing the change in her expression and guessing that might be a question that had popped in her head from his previous words. But, fortunately, it seemed that his answer appeased her, and was waiting expectantly for him to continue on his original explanation.

"As for why we can't feel the central limiter's affect on us as we are might be due to its inherent nature of its construction. It could be that it was designed to be intrinsically prioritized to protect the secretive existence of this establishment, of which youki suppression acts as a subservient function when a loosed amount of Youki is released to the point which it can become a potential threat to the barrier's existence and quite possibly cause interference with the barrier's construction, causing it to fade and collapse in upon itself." He stopped, there, his own thoughts starting to race as the possibilities presented themselves in the forefront of his mind. What if what he was saying was true? And if that was the case, how was he supposed to go about his integration mission? These questions and others flooded his conscience as he began to exert himself, running mental simulations of possible scenarios and their likely consequences afterwards. He became so engrossed in his thoughts that he completely forgot the outside world for a moment, letting his subconscious take over his external interactions until outside stimuli overcame its operating capability and he was forced to return to the present, which was currently filled with a pink-haired irate girl raising her voice at him and placing herself in a rather tight vicinity to him. He started to pick up what she was saying quick enough though…

"… you do this all the time? I mean really, you're completely ignoring what's around you and , well," her voice dropped slightly, "people are looking at us funny…" she finished as she discreetly observed the flow of people around them, a fair few of them staring at the duo that had suddenly stopped in the middle of the pathway, drawing the attention of others around them.

He placed a hand on her shoulder as he faced her, saying; "don't mind them, we don't know them yet, so as of right now what they think of us in this moment is inconsequential. Let's go." He began to usher Moka towards the building in the near distance, taking sharp note of the stares and body language of everyone within visible distance, his mind slipping into a much more analytical state. He was more than aware of the fact that this place was full of those who'd strike first and ask questions later. He had to be careful here. Or else the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, huh… He thought to himself as the duo finally approached what Tsukune believed to be the administrative building.

As they came upon the building, Thane noticed a bike rack set off to the side of the entrance, and began to make his way there, Moka at his side the entire time. He gave her a sidelong glance, hoping she'd understand his silent message. She returned his gaze for a moment, her face showing her slight confusion until she looked at where they were going. Then her eyes shot back to him, understanding showing. Glad that she'd understood, Thane walked with her to the bike rack, pulling out a standard bike chain from his pocket, a slight grin on his face. Just wait until Moka sees this. She'll be so confused…

Moka pulled her bike up to the rack, shimmying her front tire into one of the open slots. Then Tsukune circled around to the other side before Moka could retrieve her bike chain and wrapped his own around her front tire. Moka grew perplexed as she thought Ok, now just where was he holding that thing? It's HUGE! She noted, seeing the sheer size of the bike chain. The links of the chain had to be almost as large as her fist, and there were at least twenty of them by her quick count. "Um, Tsukune, where did you get that bike lock from?" She asked, slightly perplexed still, her genius level intellect failing to come up with any viable options.

Thane's smirk only grew at that point, happy that he had her thinking hard and it wasn't even the first day of school. He faced her and replied; "In my pocket. I have some pretty deep pockets…" He started to chuckle at his own words, knowing full well that while they were true, his otherworldly influence wasn't really all that effective in this small realm. Granted, that didn't factor in the massive monetary support he'd accrued in his short time on the Earth. But that was besides the point, as Moka was about to retort to his reply.

"So you think you're funny, do you?" She asked, a snide look on her face, unconvinced of his antics. This only made to make the situation that much more entertaining for Thane as he immediately formulated his reply, his features changing into a steeled resolve and his tone taking on a serious tone; "No. I do not think I'm funny."

"Oh, that so?" She replied, an eyebrow lifting questioningly.

Thane continued with his serious air as he continued; "Absolutely. Because as it turns out, I know I'm funny. I don't have to think about it," Tsukune finished as he flashed Moka a self-assured smile, exercising his flare, and striking a pose reminiscent of an award winner.

No. Now Moka was absolutely sure. There was no way in hell that she could ever truly take this guy seriously, what with his dry sense of humor so far prevailing. But she knew that she couldn't give in yet. She mustn't give in to the tremors she felt in her belly attempting desperately to get out and have a good laugh at Tsukune's antics. I can't let him win. Otherwise I'll never live this down in his eyes, and that's unforgivable. But, it seems that fate was being rather cruel to her today with a side of humor as well. She wasn't able to hold it in anymore. And it seemed that Tsukune was also aware of her inner turmoil, as well as its ridiculousness.

"You know, it is okay to laugh when something's funny. Holding it in is only going to give you ulcers later on down the line." Tsukune remarked, flashing her a face, egging her on to laugh at least once. And so far it seemed that she was still right on the edge of her control, barely able to keep it in. Then he decided to go in for the kill. Whisking behind her suddenly, he tickled her sides as he blew a rather wet raspberry right next to her ear.

No. I can't hold it in anymore. What am I going to do!? Moka thought to herself, hoping beyond hope that she had the reserves of willpower necessary to stifle her laughter before it became out of hand. But it seemed that she wasn't capable of that just yet, so she slowly watched herself lose control as her belly began to shake and the choked noises began creeping up out of her throat.

"mmmpfffht… eheh… ehahAHAHAHAH…" It was over. She couldn't hold it in anymore as she began to fully laugh out loud, the hilarity of the situation finally getting to her as she continued to reluctantly enjoy the feeling of a good hard laugh.

And so was Tsukune. He stood there next to her as she began to lean over slightly, hands on her knees in order to steady herself, still laughing with a wide grin on her face the entire time. Yeah, that felt good. It's nice to know that I can still make people feel better and laugh when I want them to… He gave her a minute for her to calm herself down as he returned his gaze to the map in his hands, all the while remaining observant of his surroundings, watching, documenting, memorizing faces and expressions as the steady traffic of students passed the pair by on their way to the first day of the new term.

Finding what he was looking for, Tsukune folded up the map and calmed his expression immediately. Looking over in Moka's direction, he noted that she had started to recede from her laughing spree and was regaining normal awareness of her surroundings. She glanced back at him, an expectant expression reflected towards him. He spoke.

"Well then I guess we'd better get going. Don't want to be late for the first day, no matter how hilarious it may be…" He smirked.

Moka scoffed at him, rolling her eyes, but nonetheless fell back into step with Tsukune as they continued to head towards the administrative building for their dorm assignments and class schedules.

30-ish minutes later…

Tsukune took the old skeleton key and inserted it into the slot above his door's handle, twisting it clockwise and feeling the tumblers slide out of the way, unlocking the door. Swinging it open, he traipsed across the threshold and received his first look at what he would most likely be calling home for the next few years. Granted, it was quite Spartan in its openness, but it didn't turn him off as much as he'd thought it might. Actually, it gave him a sense of ease as he set his duffle bag down next to him, going over to the window to see what kind of view he'd get to enjoy. However, he was not exactly pleased with what he saw. Instead of overlooking the surrounding forest as he would've liked, he'd instead gotten a room where half of the view was obstructed by what was an opposing dorm building. And, judging by the few glances he shot towards the windows, it seemed to be the residence hall for the girls attending the academy. Albeit, he still got at least half a view of the forest, which in his opinion was much better than nothing, but he'd still prefer if he'd gotten more of it to look at. Oh well, I guess I can't be choosy as a student here… maybe I can file for a transfer next semester or something of the like… he mused, letting out a barely audible sigh. Turning away from the window, he pulled off his backpack that he'd been lugging around all day and gingerly set it down, opening up the main pocket with care, a gentle expression adorning his face as he looked within its depths to his currently most prized possession, and his greatest companion.

In a soft and caring tone, he spoke; "My dear, are you awake? We've finally arrived at our new home, and you did tell me that you wanted to be woken when we got here." His eyes narrowed slightly, taking a closer look at what lay within. After a few moments the contents started to move, and he let out a contented sigh, knowing that she'd finally awoken. A pair of intelligent, piercing amber eyes opened slowly, blinking a few times before fully opening; their gaze settling on Tsukune with a lidded passion adorning their depths. Its head turned towards him.

Good morning Sir Thane. I thank you greatly for the gentle rousing. It was a much more preferable method of awakening then you usually subject me to. The thought echoed in Tsukune's mind with an alluring alto tone.

"Well, considering that you've been much more compliant to my requests as of late, it's the least I could do to return the favor. Besides, I do need you awake for what's still upcoming today." Tsukune replied, his gentle gaze still lighting up his features.

The pair of eyes looked away bashfully as a thought came to Tsukune's conscience; Please cease looking at me that way; it's too intimate an expression for me to undertake so openly.

"But you are still my fair one, and I'm still grateful." Tsukune replied, extending his hands towards the inside of the backpack.

He didn't have to wait long for his desired reaction. Within seconds, a smooth, reptilian paw swept out from the depths and grasped his hand for purchase as Tsukune's 'fair one' slowly extricated itself from his pack. As it made progress further up his arm, now with both arms and legs firmly grasping his extended arm, he withdrew himself from his backpack, extending to his full height and watched as she climbed up to take her place perched on his shoulder.

She was a pygmy water dragon. Her smooth, almost glassy scales gave off a pearlescent sheen that absorbed and reflected the sunlight in a very pleasing manner, adding to her deep topaz coloring. She had a set of spiked fins that came off of her snout, arching over her eyes, and continuing on to end just over her shoulder blades. She had a set of spiked dorsal fins, with the same webbed skin between them that extended nearly to the small of her back where her hips and hind legs sprouted from her frame. Her tail was just as smooth as the rest of her body, but shaped much like a very thin and elongated spade, the sides of which extended out into a horizontal rudder shape, giving her an ability to maneuver quite exquisitely once submerged. She looked around, her head swiveling in multiple directions until it finally settled upon her place of origin for a few seconds. She then turned to look atTsukune with what could be considered a cross and expectant expression, communicating to him; are you not going to adorn your shoulder holster? Or am I going to have to dig my talons into your shoulder for the rest of the day?

Tsukune chuckled for a moment at her benign question, at which she silently scoffed and turned her head in the air in an act of supreme comeuppance. Well don't blame me when you're bleeding tonight… She turned her head back towards Tsukune, a different expression lighting up her eyes; unless that's your goal and you want me to help you recover… She then leaned in towards him, nuzzling her head underneath his neck, stroking it in what could be interpreted as a loving manner.

"Thanks for the offer, but that wasn't my intention." He saw the droop in her expression and replied immediately, saying, "But the sentiment is sincerely appreciated. But don't worry, I haven't forgotten about your holster." Reaching into the backpack once again, he pulled out his polished leather shoulder holster and immediately began to strap it up on top of his new school uniform. Once he was done adjusting it for maximum comfort, she re-oriented herself to his right shoulder and took her place upon the holster, which had been specifically crafted for both their comfort, so it fit her body's contour rather well. Straightening once again, Tsukune moved over to where he'd set down his school briefcase, picked it up, and promptly left his room, checking his pocket for his room's key once more before he left.

As he headed down the hall towards the doors that would lead him towards the schoolhouse, he glanced around himself and noticed a lack of students around him. They must all be within the schoolhouse by now. I take that as a positive sign that we're late for class? She remarked, casting a bemused expression at Tsukune.

"Astute observation, Luca. Perhaps I should take this as a reason to increase my pace to- wait, gotta check my schedule once more. Heh, didn't even bother to look at where I'm supposed to go. What a rookie mistake." He laughed inwardly at his own lack of foresight.

Yes, a very rookie-like mistake for someone of your stature. Seems stupidity still lives on strongly within you.

Tsukune continued to look at the sheet of paper he was holding, committing the room number to memory as he passed through the outer doors of the dormitory and crossed the courtyard towards the schoolhouse, replying; "Even at my age, I believe I am still allowed to have my shortcomings, no matter how small they may be."

I agree. However, your capacity for simple error still astounds me.

Tsukune glanced at Luca for a moment before replying. "Thanks for the vote of confidence. I really needed that right before walking into a room full of teenage monsters. If I didn't know better, I'd think you're trying to jinx me before I even get started."

Oooo, does that mean I get to place a wager on how long you're alive? Because I'm willing to put down a hundred grand on you barely making past the first year.

Tsukune now showed a sheepish expression as he replied; "You know, you're being a real dick. You know that?"

Luca glanced down at herself a moment before replying sarcastically; Last I checked I didn't have one.

"I can have that changed."

Luca shot him a cross expression, replying; You wouldn't dare.

Tsukune smirked at her as he spoke; "Try me."

No. Absolutely not. Now how about we just get to the class?

Tsukune shot a confident smile back at her, "Well, if you weren't quite so engrossed in the conversation, you'd realize that I've just arrived outside the destined classroom." His eyes suddenly narrowed as his gaze quickly returned to the door in front of him. She sensed his tensing and immediately changed her demeanor. What is it?

Tsukune's eyes never left the door in front of him where he could easily hear the sounds of classroom introductions taking place. "I apologize Luca, but for your sake and for mine, until further notice, unless it's just you and me let's keep the conversation between us telepathic, alright?"

Fair enough Sir Thane. I shall miss the sweet melody of your voice, though. She replied.

'It'll have to do for now,' came Tsukune's reply a moment later, simultaneously sliding the door open, thus announcing his presence to the class and the teacher, who it seemed was in the midst of her own introduction. There was a brief silence as both teacher and students turned their attention to the new arrival.

"Sorry for being late. I had a very important matter to take care of prior to my coming here." Tsukune walked in, carrying with him a presence of authority and self-assuredness.

The teacher continued to look at Tsukune, as well as the rest of the class, for a moment or two before answering. "Well most of the class has already undergone their introductions, so if you'd like, please take a seat and introduce yourself in turn," She replied, gesturing to the three remaining seats in the classroom, apparently leaving it up to him in order to pick where he was going to be seated.

"Fair enough, and thank you Ms.-"

"Nekonome, dear. You'll get to know all about me soon enough."

With that said, Tsukune ventured to the far side of the classroom, to a seat in the far left row, which gave him a great view of the courtyard and the forest beyond. Granted, he also took the seat due to the fact that there were open desks both in front and behind him, so he wouldn't be disturbed. He needed the ability to let himself take a reprieve from his classroom setting, considering how simple-minded and immature classmates from previous years had proven to be. However, it seemed that he'd be hard-pressed for time to himself considering the rather numerous amount of glances and stares thrown in his direction

Just as Ms. Nekonome had implied earlier, the classroom introductions were still taking place as planned, with a male student currently introducing himself. His name seemed to be Komiya, or something like that. 'Komiya… haven't we heard that name before?' Tsukune thought, wondering why he felt the name was familiar. Yes, you have. I didn't hear about it until after we met all those years back…

'Wait, was this some past-life memory of mine? I can't quite seem to recall why I know it.'

Yes, it is, and not to put in any specifics, but I believe you were involved in stopping this boy's father from completing his tyrannical reign in Southern Africa back in the late seventies.

'Ah, yes. I do remember now,' Tsukune thought back as the memories started to flow once again, remembering his exploits against Konzou Komiya and his supposed reign of terror he was to bring down upon the local African populace. 'Good times.'

Komiya finished up his introduction, which while being somewhat disturbing, wasn't very surprising when Tsukune thought back to the boy's father. Orcs were known for being brutal, one-track minded, and being rather strong for a c-class monster. However, they weren't exactly known for being bright, or having a very tactical mind. But, at least in Tsukune's case, he did have to applaud them on their ability to remain loyal to a common goal, and sticking to their guns no matter how outmatched they may find themselves.

But that was besides the point. Apparently it was now Tsukune's turn for introductions. Shaking his head in exasperation, he lifted himself out of his chair, moved forward slightly and then leaned on the side of his desk with both his arms and legs crossed, staring at Ms. Nekonome with an unamused expression. "Alright. What do I have to say?"

"Well dear, please introduce yourself. It doesn't matter how much you say as long as we get to know the basics of who you are." She returned with a practiced smile, most likely to potentially appease him.

"Very well." Tsukune replied, delving into his inner thoughts for a moment. 'What do you think I should reveal about myself, my sweet Luca? I don't want to say more than I absolutely have to, considering how much of an impact it would create if others became aware of my capabilities.'

Well then, give them just enough information to placate their curiosity for now. I'd say name, age, safe hobbies-

'Safe hobbies? What's that supposed to mean?'

Things you like to do that aren't associated with your ulterior purpose.

Tsukune paused for a moment before answering; 'Fair enough. I guess I'll stick to that for now and hopefully they won't ask any hard questions.'

I agree completely.

Good morning classmates. I am Tsukune Aono. I am sixteen years of age and am currently from Gunma prefecture, Japan. My hobbies include motor sports, American football, welding, fabrication, and engine mechanics. If you couldn't already figure it out, which I do believe you can, I am a gearhead, and a proud one at that. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask now, otherwise know that I won't be answering them again any time in the near future." Tsukune finally lifted his gaze and looked around the room, noting that many people had unsure looks on their faces, and uncertainty tainting their eyes. However, soon enough, one of the boys in class, from the far side of the room garnished enough courage to ask him a question.

"So what's up with the lizard on your shoulder? I thought that the school information pamphlet stated strictly that no pets were to be allowed in classroom settings."

Tsukune's gaze quickly targeted the other boy and his eyes narrowed slightly before he replied. "Alright, given your confusion I'll make sure to clarify my situation. First, it's not a lizard, it's a water dragon. Second, she is not a pet, nor has she ever been. She is my familiar, and thus both a life partner and an extension of myself. Third, she has a name; Luca. Make sure to remember it well. Oh, and if you're wondering, familiars are allowed in these settings, if you had bothered to actually read the full list of commandments inscribed upon the stone walls of the schoolhouse gate. Besides, even if someone has a problem with Luca, it is their responsibility to take it up with a higher authority to ensure that the situation gets remedied as painlessly as possible. Otherwise, for the time being, accept the fact that she'll be with me in cla-"

The classroom door shot open once again, revealing a female student who also seemed to be running rather late. She bowed at the entrance, an apology already forthcoming from her lips.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I got lost in the campus and wasn't able to fully locate where I was supposed to go until the last minute, and well, now I'm here."

Tsukune quietly chuckled at what he saw before him. Let's see, pink hair, nice figure, sweet voice… yup. Gotta be Moka. Who knew the fates would throw us together in the same class. Must just be chance then… "Welcome to class 1-C Moka. Didn't expect to see you again quite so soon." He waited until her head perked up to look at him before continuing. "However, you interrupted my introduction, so if you could be a dearie and take your place in one of the remaining empty seats, I'd much prefer to continue."

"Tsukune? You're in this class too?" She replied, a hint of excitement showing through her vocal tone.

"Why yes my duchess of simple facts. But please," he gestured to the two empty seats both in front of and behind him, "May I continue my introduction? There were still a few students that wished to ask me about myself, and if we dawdle for much longer they will soon forget the questions they were so eager to ask."

Moka, now with an exasperated look on her face, started to move towards the implied desks, warily noting the number of looks that were being sent her way. Deciding to ignore them for the time being, she instead chose to address the man who was watching her like a hawk, all of his attention seemingly on her movements as she made her way towards Tsukune, replying; "Full of yourself much?"

Tsukune shook his head. "No. It's just that there were people wanting to ask questions and I would much prefer giving them the opportunity to ask them before they forget." By this time Moka had stopped at the desk directly in front of Tsukune, and was hanging her briefcase on the side of her new desk when she finally noticed the creature perched on his shoulder. "Who's this?" She asked, curiosity overcoming her disdain for Tsukune's antics, at least for the moment.

"Moka, this is Luca, my familiar. Luca, this is Moka." 'The young lady I was referring to earlier in the day.'

Moka was currently gazing at Luca, eliciting a cute expression. "Oh, she's so pretty."

"I know." He dropped his tonal volume as he spoke privately with Moka for a moment. "On a more serious note, I didn't want you to continually stay standing up there where everyone just sits and gawks at you. I know how uncomfortable that can become."

Understanding flooded Moka's conscience as she realized that Tsukune had done nothing more than masked his own attempt at making her more comfortable in a way that wouldn't jeopardize wither of them, nor cause any unnecessary gossip. "You still could've worded it better. It sounded like you were mad at me entering when I did."

"That was only because I don't want people starting rumors about shit that isn't true." He raised his head back towards the class, continuing on as Moka situated herself into her seat. "Any other questions?"

Now a female student from the front portion of the class piped up, asking; "What's your view on the humans? What do you think of them?"

Before Tsukune could answer, another male student interrupted; "Well we all know the answer to that. Of course he hates them. All self-respecting monsters do, which is why I'm not entirely sure why my parents even sent me to this school in the first place. I mean, come on. Human integration? What a frickin' joke." Tsukune looked towards the owner of the voice. It turned out to be none other than Komiya. 'Figures. It seems that his father's views have been properly passed down another generation… Komiya continued, his tongue slithering out slightly. " I mean come on, why don't we just eat the humans and then the problem goes away? Well, except for the good-looking females. They might be nice to have for a time or two before we eat them, right?"

Tsukune's gaze hardened and his countenance grew cold and bitter. He knew what type of person Komiya was, and it was beginning to get under his skin little by little. It was time to teach this youngling a thing or two about knowing his true place in the world. "Is that what you truly believe Komiya?" he asked, looking directly at him, waiting for the answer he knew would come sooner or later.

Saizo looked at him for a moment, an arrogant smirk lighting up his face before replying; "Of course, you idiot. We're monsters, therefore we're more powerful, and as such should rightfully use our dominance to send them back into the dark ages."

"So it is true. You really are just as much of a short-sighted dipshit as your reputation puts you out to be." And a grade-1 asshole to boot, Luca added for good measure.

Komiya puffed out his chest a little and stood up, posturing in front of Tsukune and challenging him with his eyes as he replied; "What'd you say you little punk?"

Ms. Nekonome, noticing that her students were clearly forgetting the fact that this was a classroom setting and that she was the one in control, spoke up in an attempt to regain control over the two arguing in the back of class. "Excuse me, but right meow we're still doing introductions, and we still have a student left over to get to know."

His eyes never leaving his opponent, Tsukune replied in a calm manner; "Sensei, everyone already knows that she's Moka Akashiya, and will get to know her in due time. However, this right here is a matter that needs to be remedied immediately if the purpose of this school is to actually be seen through instead of skirted around like it has been." Tsukune switched gears internally, and addressed Komiya in a voice that was saturated with authority and malice. "Now, Komiya, I believe we have a few things to address about your argument that I know to be invalid. First, I hold no ill-harbored feelings towards the humans; actually, I know quite a few that are already aware of what I am and have not shied away from me, or shunned me for being what I am. Second, in actuality, and self-respecting monster would acknowledge the sheer capability that the human race is known for, and not admonish them so easily. Trust me; they are quite capable of dealing with your sorry ass, and quickly. Actually, I can guarantee that it would only take two of them to bring you down without you ever laying a hand on them."

Komiya scoffed at Tsukune's reasoning, replying; "Bullshit. There's no human alive who could touch me before I kill them."

A rather sinister expression wormed its way onto Tsukune's countenance as he smirked at the boy in front of him. "I can name them right now. Senior chief Michaelangelo Baldwin and Lieutenant Robert Cross. Seal Team two, Naval special warfare, United States Navy. Trust me when I say that they are more than capable of dealing with your pathetic ass." Tsukune watched as the desired effect came about on Komiya's expression. He was getting angry, and his logic was slowly slipping from his grasp. "And if you don't believe me, I can personally prove they're more than capable."

Komiya suddenly charged him, crying; "Then back it up you bastard!" What happened next shocked many people in the class. Komiya threw a wild right haymaker, aiming directly for Tsukune's face, but it never connected. Instead, Tsukune casually reached out his hand and simply blocked the punch directly, absorbing the entire impact as if it were nothing. After a moment of watching Komiya struggle against his might, Tsukune slowly raised his head even with the enraged boy, his face completely devoid of any emotion except for extreme annoyance. "I'm sorry, was that supposed to hurt me?" Tsukune waited for a reply from Komiya, but seeing as none was forthcoming, he continued; "Now Komiya, I'd like you to take a look at the wrist of my hand now holding your failed attempt at striking me. See the bracelet?" Komiya's eyes jittered slightly, taking in the sight of the off-silver bracelet that clung tightly to his wrist. Noting that Komiya had indeed seen the bracelet, he continued; "This is an energy limiter, and a very powerful one at that. Now if you had any sense, you'd know with at least one limiter, and you in your presumably unlimited state right now, this means that I'm at least a good single class above you as we stand right now. However, I'd like for you to take a closer look at my other wrist and my neck, if you will…"

Komiya did this, and noted that on Tsukune's other wrist was a limiter of the exact same fashion as the one on the wrist that was currently holding him back from striking Tsukune. He then chanced a glance at Tsukune's neck, and saw a necklace with a topaz stone at its end with an engraving of some sort.

Meanwhile, all this time Tsukune had been watching not only the boy in front of him, but the reactions of not only his surrounding classmates, his sensei, and Moka as well. It seemed that they were all in shock of what was transpiring. Seems that Komiya has a sizable reputation among the freshmen here for being rather powerful… But either that reputation is giving him too much credit or the rest of the monsters within these halls must be very low-class beings. Either way it doesn't make any difference. I'm just here to make sure that the integration finally occurs. His thoughts snapped back to the surface as Komiya began his retort.

"So what? All that means is that you're three levels stronger than I am in my current human form, which is weak in comparison to my true form. I can easily take you."

At this statement Tsukune let out a hearty laugh at the severe lack of knowledge this fledgling before him was showcasing to the open. Apparently Saizo wasn't clued in on what was so funny as he came to say; "What's so funny? Realized that you're finally screwed? Giving up? Laughing because it's the only way you can save what's left of your sanity?"

Tsukune flashed him a smile and shoved Komiya back towards the back wall of the classroom, exuding a loud thud from the impact. Tsukune walked towards Komiya who was now showcasing his first signs of panic. Leaning down to Saizo's level on the floor, he spoke very quietly; "No, it just seems that no one ever bothered to inform you how these limiters actually work. See, when two or more are working in tandem, their powers and capabilities increase exponentially due to the fact that they reinforce one another at levels much greater than they'd be able to achieve if they were left all by their lonesome. So, in fact, my powers are not only three times larger than yours, but are immensely greater than that. See, two limiters are what's required to contain an s-class monster's aura, and a rather powerful one at that. It takes exponentially more power to actually require a third limiter, which means that at the very least I outclass a high-powered s-class monster. Now do you really think that you can win in wither of your forms, orc?" Komiya's eyes shot up, unadulterated fear shining out of them, wondering how the hell Tsukune had already figured out his true form without even seeing it. "Don't worry Komiya, I won't tell anyone, or bother to use that information against you, unless you decide to do something foolish and cause me to take action against you. Now, if we could please go back to the whole class thing, I'd like to actually learn something today." With that being said, Tsukune turned and slid into his seat, a calm expression once again returning to his eyes. Well done Sir Thane. I think that might just leave an imprint on the poor boy. How unfortunate though that you didn't properly put him in his place…

'No, if I did that then I'd become no better than the people who oppose my ideals with violence and force.' Tsukune thought, his gaze returning to Ms. Nekonome. "By all means, sensei, please continue teaching us. I believe that's the reason we're all here." Finally seeming to snap out of her daze, Ms. Nekonome once again reclaimed her happy-go-lucky attitude and began to draw up on the board an outline for the class to follow. Grabbing his notebook from within his briefcase, he set it down on his desk, opening up to his first page, and began copying down what was already written on the board, noting that Komiya was finally sliding into his own seat, looking as if he'd seen a ghost from his past.

As he continued to copy down notes, he noticed the apprehensive expression on Moka's face as she shot a quick glance in his direction before returning to her frantic note-taking. 'Well, I guess I'll have to clear some things up with her when we get to lunchtime…'Tsukune thought to himself, confident that he could re-instill her trust in him.