Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Rosario Vampire. I am merely twisting the creators vision into my own dream. If the supernatural, sexuality, or violence is offensive to you, then you should not read this.

Chapter 2

Tsukune returned to the board chairman's office, and froze. The scene in front of him made him nervous. Mizore looked withdrawn with her face was filled with doubt and worry, and she stared off into space as she hugged herself. Yukari was clinging to Ruby's skirts while a dirty and rumpled Kurumu glared at the older witch. Moka, Inner Moka, stood holding the whip Belmont, in a torn and dirty uniform, looking shaken. The woman, Lady Tara Hemonoira, sat in a chair with a crooked smile on her face as she looked towards Lord Brone Gray, who was crossing the room to her with his wolf at his heels. Whatever the girls had been saying to doing stopped when they noticed Tsukune's return, and they all turned their eyes on him.

The looked at him with eyes filled with questions and accusations. Tsukune felt a growing desire to run away. He looked at the girls, his friends, and swallowed hard. Even as he started across the room towards Moka, most of the others moved towards him.

"Moka," Tsukune said. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," She said with a huff. She turned her head to look out the window, but watched him in her peripheral vision.

Tsukune understood that she was upset about something. He suspected that her pride was making her act cold towards him.

"I will explain everything to you later," He promised in a soft voice.

"Tsukune!" Kurumu cried, glomping on to him. "What were you doing?" She demanded. "We were fighting so hard but then Ruby came back. We can tell something happened but she won't tell us anything."

"Nothing happened, Kurumu," He tried to sooth the succubus. He turned towards Mizore because he was worried about her.

The snow maiden had been deeply hurt in the past by an unscrupulous teacher, which made her hide out and miss most of her first term at school. Tsukune understood how solitary Mizory was by nature, and he didn't want to see her locking herself away from the world again. Kurumu was dragged along because Tsukune new it would be pointless to try to dislodge her himself.

"Mizore," Tsukune put his left hand, is only free hand, on the snow maiden's shoulder. "Will you tell me what happened?"

"We fought," She said in her quiet voice. "She wanted to see how well we could fight. She beat us." She looked into Tsukune's face. "We couldn't do anything against her."

"She was so mean," Kurumu protested. "She talked about taking you away from us."

"Are any of you hurt?" Tsukune asked. He wanted to be having this conversation with Moka. It was her that he wanted to comfort, but right now her pride would just make her push him away, and he didn't want to pressure her.

"We'll be fine," Mizore said with a small shake of her head.

Tsukune gave the shaken snow maiden a partial hug with his free arm. She rewarded him with a faint smile. He turned back towards Moka, but after a single step Kurumu dug in her heels. Tsukune was almost pulled backwards by the willful succubus.

"Kurumu," He said. "My arm is going numb."

"Tell me what happened," She demanded. "Why did Ruby come back looking so happy?"

"We were just training," Tsukune said as he tried to free his trapped arm. Unfortunately in trying to get his right hand free he used his left hand to push Kurumu away.

Kurumu twisted herself about, holding on to Tsukune. She knew Tsukune would not hurt her so she kept turning herself around so that he couldn't grab or push anywhere but where she wanted him to.

"Quit being so mean to me, Tsukun… Ack!" Her protests were suddenly cut short as a loop of Belmont suddenly appeared around her neck, pulling her away from Tsukune.

"Enough," Moka said. She forced Kurumu away from Tsukune. "This is not your place."

The implied threat was enough to make the succubus back off. Once she was an arms length away from Tsukune, Moka stepped in close to him and let go of Belmont. The Rosario instantly took effect and Outer Moka slumped against Tsukune. He quickly put his arms around her to keep her from falling.

"You are all excused for the rest of the day," The Board Chairman said. "Boy, why don't you help her to the infirmary."

"Yes sir," Tsukune said.

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The trip to the infirmary was just a formality. Scrapes and bruises would heal without any treatment, and people as strong as Moka seldom came out of a fight with anything worse. The students stayed together until Moka and Kurumu were released and they all returned to the dorms.

"Rest, clean up," Tsukune said to nobody in particular. "Need to study," He sighed. "After dinner," He gave a nod.

"What's that?" Kurumu asked.

"Just thinking out loud about what I need to do," Tsukune said.

"Rest and get cleaned up," Moke agreed. "It should be restful after dinner."

The pair were using a code. Tsukune wanted a chance to talk with Moka. A moment of eye contact when he said 'after dinner' told her when he wanted to meet up. She had chosen the place to meet by saying 'restful.' She would meet him after dinner near the cemetery. If she had had said 'fresh air' then it would be in the woods behind the dorms, and if she wanted to meet at the school she would have mentioned studying. Tsukune didn't like being sneaky because it was rude to his other friends, but sometimes it was the only way to get a few moment alone with Moka.

As they reached the dorms Moka gave Tsukune a small smile and a nod before hurrying off. She wanted a chance to get ready for their date. Kurumu gave him another smothering hug before heading off for a bath. Tsukune was about to go to his own room when Mizore grabbed his sleeve.

"What is the mater, Mizore?" Tsukune asked.

"Can I talk to you?" She asked in a small voice.

"Yes," He said. "Of course." He turned to face her.

"What really happened today?"

"What do you mean?" He though he knew what she was talking about but he wanted to be clear,

"When Ruby came back," Mizore said. "It felt like you were with her. I could detect your youki, but it was mixed up with hers. You weren't there when she came back but it felt like you were, and she was happy about something."

"We were training," Tsukune said. "Lord Gray taught me something that I could do to help Ruby and Yukari perform their magic if they needed more power, or of they were tired," He explained. He saw the questions in her eyes and decided to give her a small demonstration.

He worked his head and neck around to help him relax before he started to concentrate on his youki. He brought up his hands, drew a deep breath, and concentrated on the image of a ball between his hands. As he let out his breath he felt his energy flowing. It was just a trickle, but it was enough to let him know it was working. He concentrated for two more cycles of breathing in and out before looking at Mizore again.

Mizore could feel his youki. She could feel the way it was slowly building. It was not enough to feel threatening, but it was more then she felt any time he was not fighting.

"Hold out your hand," Tsukune invited.

Mizore held out her left hand to him. Tsukune took her cool hand and willed his youki to flow into her hand. She felt his energy in a rush of warmth wash over her hand and run up her arm. The warmth spread through her and lingered for only a moment, but that was enough. She pulled her hand free and smiled at Tsukune's face. Her eyes were shining bright as if she was about to cry.

"Thank you," She said. The she turned and ran to her room.

Tsukune watched her for a moment before shaking his head. He didn't think he would ever understand women. He headed to his dorm, looking forward to his promised meeting with Moka later.

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Mizore rushed into her room and hardly paused to close and lock the door before taking out her sucker and throwing herself face down on the bed. She kicked her feet and giggled into her pillow. She had not been this happy since the first time Tsukune had chosen to stand by her and help fight for her. She scrambled off the bed and went to her desk to write in her diary.

The sharing of warmth was special thing to the Snow Maidens. It was a show of love and deep caring. Parents shared warmth with their children, and lovers shared warmth with each other. Mizore wrote down everything she could about the brief experience. She wanted to remember every detail that she could about her first time. Tsukune may not have meant it as a declaration of love, but it was the first time he had ever shared a piece of himself with her. As she wrote about the experience she wondered if he would do it again. Would he share warmth with her if she asked?

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Tsukune leaned against a grave stone as he read through his new book. The book Lord gray had handed him contained exercises and lessons to help Tsukune to develop and control his youki power. The book was much simpler and easier to understand then trying to just get stronger through constant fight training with Inner Moka. As he read the book he tried to follow its instructions for the right way to breath.

"Tsukune," Moka called out. "Did I keep you waiting long?"

He looked up to see Moka approaching. She was wearing a track suit, something she almost never did, but still looked cute anyway.

"Tsukune?"

He realized that he was staring and had to give himself a little shake. He tucked the book away quickly.

"Thank you for coming, Moka," He said. "I know you must be tired."

"It's alright," She said.

"Moka," he said. "I want to show you something I learned today."

"What is it?" She asked, her eyes brightening

"I know that you are aware of some things when Inner Moka is in control," He said. "And I know that she is aware of some things that happen even when she is sealed. While I was training today I practiced something with Ruby. After I show it to you I want to talk to the other Moka about what happened during her training today too."

"I understand," She said, a little disappointed that she was going to have to share her date with her other self.

Tsukune smiled at her then started his concentration on his youki. He found that it wasn't hard to feel his inner power, but drawing it out took mental effort. He brought his hands up and held them in front of himself.

"I learned," He said, trying to talk and do a breathing exercise at the same time. "That if I concentrate… I can feel my own youki… I can feel it… And I can draw it up… It is different… from when I fight… In a fight… Everything happens… Fast, without thinking… But I want to… Have more control then that."

Moka watched him as she listened to what he said. She felt his youki building slowly, like a tea kettle over a small flame slowly heating up. It was something new to her.

"Come over here," Tsukune invited her. "Stand in front of me." As he spoke he pressed his hands together. He concentrated on the image of his youki energy all passing into his right forearm. Clenching his right hand into a fist and tensing up the muscles helped with the focusing.

Moka came over and stood in front of Tsukune, close to him. She could feel his youki strongly now. That metaphorical tea kettle was starting to steam.

"Turn around," He directed, and she did.

Tsukune put his arms around Moka gently, like he had earlier that day. He put his left arm around her waist and his right across her chest, safely above her breasts. This time, this Moka, leaned back against him.

"Tsukune," She spoke his name softly.

"Moka," He said just as gently. "It's alright." He lifted his right forearm higher. "I want you to."

"Tsukune," Her voice almost cracked.

He hardly felt her bite into his arm, just above the wrist. He felt her cool lips against his arm, and her wet tongue. She brought both hands up to grip his forearm. As she drank in his blood he willed his energy to flow with it. He closed his eyes and concentrated. In his mind he could see the brightness of Moka's youki and could feel it growing as she fed.

"Ahhhh," Moka gave a satisfied sigh. She turned around within Tskune's embrace and hugged him back. "Thank you Tsukune." She buried her face against his chest with her eyes closed, savoring the rush of energy.

Tsukune smiled to himself. Lord Gray had been right. Moka had taken less blood, but had been more satisfied this way. And the amount of youki that Tsukune had spent was less then what he used in a normal training fight, as best as he could judge it.

Tsukune let both of his arms hold Moka around the waist. He enjoyed the closeness of the moment. He savored the scent of her hair and the warmth of their bodies being close together. Moka was enjoying the moment as well. She felt alive and safe in his embrace. She could hear the beating of his heart. His delicious scent and his strong heartbeat stirred her desire, but is wasn't her thirst this time. Even as she wanted to be even closer to Tsukune she could feel a restlessness within herself. She gave a sigh and turned around once more.

"Thank you, Tsukune," She said from within his arms, her back against his chest. She took his hand in hers and slowly slid it up to her rosario. She thrilled at the feel of his hand as she moved it over her body. "I guess I should let you two talk now." She used his hand to remove the cross.

Tsukune noticed that while the feel of Moka's youki changed a lot almost nothing else did. Her scent was the same. Her muscles tightened, hardening just a small amount as her hair turned from pink to silver. But that was all

"This is nice," Inner Moka observed. "Feeding twice in one day," She added. "Was there something you wanted?"

"Moka," Tsukune said, reluctant to say anything that might make the girl in his arms move away. "I want to talk to you about the training today. And I want you to talk to tell me about what happened today also. Please."

"I was beaten today," Moka said. "That is what happened. That woman had more power then I do."

"Lord Gray," Tsukune picked his words carefully. He didn't want to say something that sounded like Moka was a pet, or a belonging. "He taught me how to focus my youki and how to share it so others can use it, like for refreshing themselves after a fight.

"So that is why Ruby was…" Moka said.

"He also told me," Tsukune hurried on. "How to use my youki when you want my blood. Like I just did with your other self."

"Ahh," She said. "So that is where you learned it. I hope you remember how to do it again after the next time I save your life."

"If you fed like that more often," Tsunuke wanted to be careful not to say anything that sounded like a promise that he might have trouble living up to later. "If that woman was feeding like that regularly. Would that explain why she had the power that she did?"

"That would explain a lot," Moka nodded. "What she said makes more sense now too."

"What did she say?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Moka," Tsukune struggled with himself find the courage to continue. "You are important to me. I know I am not worthy of you, but I want to be able to help you, so I can be with you. Some day I want to be strong enough that you will accept me." He had to resist the urge to sigh. His words had taken a lot of effort to say and he felt tired from voicing his feelings.

Moka smiled. She knew Tsukune couldn't see her face so she didn't bother trying to suppress the smile. She could feel his heart beating faster and knew that he had meant every word of what he had just said. And his words pleased her. He had admitted his feelings for her; for her, not the other Moka. But he had not presumed to be her equal. He was asking her to let him near, not demanding it.

"If I tell you what she told me," Moka said. "You may change your mind. She is a vampire and we talked about some of our traditions from long ago. When Vampires used humans as servants and fed on them like cattle" She paused to see if Tsukune would react. He waited patiently so she continued. "She told me I should take advantage of having you around. You and the others."

"Yes," Tsukune said, listening to her.

"You know the others fear me, and are not likely want to do me any favors."

"But you are their friend," Tsukune protested.

"The other Moka is their friend," She corrected him. "They tolerate this me because I have saved their lives. But they fear my power and are jealous of how close you are to me. That woman said I should use you to gain their cooperation."

"How could you do that?"

"I have been thinking about that," Moka admitted. "I understand some of what she said now, about taking advantage of you. "If you are willing to share your blood and your youki with me," She stressed the pronoun. "Then I can become stronger. I can use your power."

"That sounds… reasonable," Tsukune said carefully.

"Kurumu wants you all to herself," Moka mused. "But if I am willing to share you, then she should be willing to lend me her strength as well."

"Sh-sh-share me?"

"Remember our 'fruit gathering' trip?" Moka reminded him. "You kept talking about how we should work together."

"I remember," Tsukune said.

"I am willing to work together, but I don't know if I can trust the others. They fear me, but that can make them mistrustful of me…"

She was silent for a moment, but had not tried to pull away, so Tsukune was content to hold her and wait. She turned around suddenly, bringing her face very close to his.

"I trust you," She said. "I trust you the be a friend, but can I trust you more then that?"

"What do you mean?"

"Of all the times for her to wear pants," Moka murmured, looking down for a moment. She looked back up at his face. "Tsukune, if I ask you to do something tomorrow, something embarrassing, would you do it?"

"I would never want to embarrass you," Tsukune protested.

"I know that," She said with the kind of smile that made him wonder if he was about to get bitten again. "I want to embarrass you a little." She smiled wider. "It would make me happy if you would."

"You know I will do what I can for you."

"Good," she said. "Get some rest tonight, Tsukune." She pulled away from him. "And dress nice tomorrow." She took the cross from him. "I'll see you soon." She replaced the cross and sealed herself away.

Outer Moka took a moment to adjust to being back in control. She looked Tsukune in the face then blushed to her hairline. The stone in the rosario was glowing and Moka's eyes were wide. Whatever was passing between the two Mokas had the outer one worked up

"I'll see you in the morning, Tsukune," Moka said before running off.

"Moka…" Tsukune started to call after her. He saw how fast she was running and just gave a sigh. He would never understand woman.