I do not own Rosario + Vampire.

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Eight year old Moka anxiously waited for her mother. She was taking longer than she usually did. Her sisters and she waited in front of the castle. They all loved to greet her as she came out of the car. Moka began pacing. Her silver hair cascaded down, her ruby eyes filled with worry and sadness, and her simple black dress perfectly kept even after her training with her little sister, Kokoa.

Ten year old Kahlua continued to sweep the front part of the castle. She didn't really know what she was doing but she thought it was so much fun! She giggled a little as she saw Moka beginning to pace a lot like their father did. Kahlua had seen her mother several times before, but in her mind her mother was Akasha, the woman who truly took part in raising her. She wouldn't dare call Akasha mother though, she knew her real mother would be furious. Her rather curly blond hair was down like always, her ruby eyes showing no worry in the world, and she was wearing her favorite white dress with long white gloves that reached her elbows.

Six year old almost seven Kokoa huffed in frustration as she sat on the steps of the front door of the castle. Moka had beaten her again and refused to fight her until Akasha came back! She knew one day she would beat her sister, but how was she supposed to accomplish that dream if Moka refused to fight her. Kahlua wasn't much help either, she hated fighting even though she was stronger than Kokoa and Moka combined. Her red hair was in its normal pigtails, her green eyes showed boredom and a bit of frustration, and was wearing a white shirt that puffed where her shoulders were and a maroon skirt.

Kahlua giggled, "Moka, I think you're doing a better job sweeping than I am."

Moka ignored the comment, "Where do you think mother is?"

"Who cares," Kokoa complained, "She'll be fine! She's strong enough to take down any enemy!"

Moka glared at her, "I know that idiot!"

Kokoa pouted, "I'm not an idiot."

"Okay, okay," Kahlua said stopping them from really going at it, "Kokoa, it's natural for Moka to feel that way. Moka, you know Kokoa is young and just the first thing that pops into her head. Now, both of you stop it."

"Alright, big sister," Moka and Kokoa mumbled both of them looking in a different direction.

Kahlua giggled, "Group hug!"

Moka and Kokoa groaned. Kahlua frowned. They could be so mean for no reason. Before any of the three girls could say anything they smelt something. It was a familiar scent, but at their age only Kahlua really knew what it was. It was the smell of blood and it was good at that.

In fact, it was rather intoxicating. The three girls all turned and walked to the steps of the entrance of the house. It was getting closer and closer. Kahlua was the first to snap out of the hypnotic smell that seemed to cloud their minds. She looked at her younger sisters to see they were still entranced.

"Come on you too, let's get inside." She said getting them by their hands.

"No," Moka said, "I can smell my mother as well."

Kokoa just stood there.

"Either way," Kahlua said getting ready to pull them inside, "Let's go."

Even though she said that they remained standing there until Akasha came up the steps. She was carrying something in her arms. She had covered it with a coat, but the girls could see the things legs dangling.

"Hello, girls," Akasha said catching their attention, "Moka go start running a bath."

"Y-yes, mother." Moka said backing away but still staring at the figure in her mother's hands before going inside.

"Kokoa, please, tell one of our maids to quickly buy a set of clothes for this boy and to set a bed." Akasha said to the youngest.

Kokoa nodded and followed what Moka had done, but with the knowledge of the figure being a boy.

"Kahlua, I need you to do me a bigger favor." Akasha said looking at the ten year old girl.

"Whatever you need mothe-Akasha." Kahlua said.

Akasha smiled at the young girl's mistake, "He'll wake up any second now and I need you to help him. He may or may not be afraid of you. His family was killed by disgraceful vampires."

"How awful." Kahlua said sympathetically said.

Akasha nodded, "He almost died himself, but I…never mind. Listen Kahlua, I need you to explain to him where he is and above all protect him."

"Protect him?" Kahlua asked, "Why?"

Akasha took a deep breath, "He's a human, Kahlua."

The young girl stood there shocked for a moment, "Father will be furious."

Akasha nodded sadly, "I'm going to go talk to him now. May I leave this boy in your care?"

Kahlua nodded, "I'll do my best, I promise."

Akasha smiled at the girl, "Thank you, daughter, my little Kahlua." She kissed the young girl's forehead.

It would be there secret that she called her daughter and they both knew it. Kahlua smiled for several reasons. One, Akasha trusted her enough to give her this task. Two, Akasha had called her daughter! Three, she was going to be taking care of a boy. She had never really talked to one of those and a human one at that.

Tsukune began to move around in Akasha's arms. He opened his eyes to see the person he'd closed his eyes to. He was a little shocked. The lady smiled sweetly at him and slowly set him down so he could stand. He stood up and was surprised he could with all the injuries he had. He didn't feel pain though, he felt more sore than anything.

He looked to his left to see a blond girl who seemed a little older than him. She was pretty and had the same kind of smile the lady did. She extended her arm as if offering it to him. Her eyes were red. They were red like the ones of the man who had chased him. No, that wasn't true, hers seemed kinder.

"That's Kahlua," Akasha said, "She is going to take care of you while I handle some business okay?"

Tsukune nodded and walked to the girl. Kahlua smiled gently to him.

"Come on; let's wipe the blood off you." Kahlua said as Akasha left leading the boy inside the house.

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Akasha walked to Issa's office. She knocked before opening it. He stood leaning against the window. He continued to stare out the window even as she entered. (A/N: I left him to your imagination because he looks differently in the anime and the manga.)

"Issa, I need to talk to you." Akasha said confidently, but looked at him with a sad expression.

Issa's voice was monotone, "About what exactly? The human you have let enter my house and talk to my daughters."

Akasha looked to the side, "He…I don't think he means any harm."

"You know I have humans and you let him inside the house? You even went as far as to give him your blood." Issa asked.

Akasha took to steps, "I'm sorry, but I felt like…I just…Issa…"

Issa turned to his lover and sighed, "Don't make that face, Akasha."

Akasha looked up at him with tear in her eyes, "Issa, this is just something I needed to do."

He walked over to her, "I don't understand the reasons."

"I know and I can't really explain them either." She responded.

Issa sighed as he pulled her into a hug, "Don't expect me to accept him nor to like him. I will probably treat him as awful as I possibly can."

Akasha looked at him, "He can stay?"

Issa was silent for a moment, "Well, if I don't let him you'll continue to make that sad face. I don't like it Akasha. I much prefer it when you smile."

Akasha kissed him lightly on the lips, "I love you."

Issa nodded, "I know."

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I don't see Issa as being an asshole to Akasha…It just doesn't make any sense to me. I think there is more to him. He will be a total jerk to Tsukune though don't doubt that. Well, see you soon.