The light from the rising sun shined in Moka's face, disturbing her sleep. She grumbled as she sat up and rubbed her eyes. "I hate mornings..." She whined. Then she noticed the light weight that was pressed into her side. She looked down to see Harry curled at her side with a adorable sleeping face. She smiled in delight, then leaned down to kiss his forehead. The sensation of being kissed on the head caused Harry's eyes to snap open.

He looked into the emerald green eyes of his saviour and smiled sleepily, then yawned cutely. "Morning, Miss Moka..."

Moka smiled back with adoration in her eyes. "Morning Harry, did you sleep well?" Harry nodded and rested his head on her side. She started to stroke his head, electing hums of pleasures from him. She giggled softly. "You're just too cuuuuuute..." She cooed.

"T-thank you Miss Moka." Harry said with a blush at being called cute.

"You're welcome, sweetie." Moka replied softly before scooping him into her arms and cradling him like an infant. Harry snuggled into her arms and sighed in content. She kissed his cheek. "Let's eat breakfast, okay sweetheart?"

"Okay." Harry replied with a nod.

Inner Moka was just waking up as well. Inner Moka was mumbling incoherently as she looked out the Rosario and saw Harry in Outer's arms. The silver-haired vampire scowled at the little boy. 'Why does she deal with such a weak creature?' Inner Moka thought to herself. 'He's like a kitten...Mewling, helpless, annoying, tiny, adorable-' Inner Moka's eyes widened at the thought of him being adorable. She narrowed her eyes at the child. 'Damn you...' She thought.

While Inner Moka was stewing in anger, Moka had carried Harry to the kitchen. She set him down at the table gently. She kissed him on the forehead and started making breakfast.

"I still fail to see what you see in that boy.' Inner Moka said. Outer Moka mentally sighed as she continued to make eggs and bacon. She decided to ignore her inner self. This proved easy because Inner Moka didn't say anything else the entire time she was cooking. Soon enough, the meal was finished, and Moka took a plate of food to her charge. When she placed the plate in front of him, he closed his eyes and took a big whiff then hummed in delight. Moka giggled again. Inner Moka rolled her eyes at how much Outer Moka had been giggling as of late.

'Why am I stuck to this giggling idiot?' Inner Moka asked herself as she watched her other half and Harry interact.

"Is it good?" Moka asked. Harry nodded.

"Miss Moka...why wasn't I the one who cooked breakfast?" Both Outer and Inner Moka looked at him in interest. "Why would you be making breakfast?" Outer asked him.

"B-Because...It's my job..." He said softly.

Moka's eyes showed suspicion. "Why would it be your job?"

"B-Because I have to make myself useful or I'll get kicked out..." Those words made both Moka's alarms blare.

"...Is there...something you wanna tell me?" Moka asked. Inner Moka was paying close attention to Harry, curious about what he would say.

"N-No..." Harry said softly, clearly lying. Outer Moka looked at him with worry while Inner Moka scoffed at his obvious lie, but deep down was just as worried as Outer Moka.

'Don't you dare just leave it at that!' Inner Moka told her outer self. 'Find out what happened to him!' Outer Moka mentally nodded, agreeing with her other half for once.

"Sweetie, please. You don't have to lie to me." She said gently. Harry stiffened when she said that she knew that it was a lie.

"I...I can't tell you! I can't! He'll kill me, please don't make me tell you, I don't wanna die, please!" Both Moka's were dead silent at what he said, to shocked to say anything. Moka wordlessly rose from her seat, then approached Harry and kneeled down by his side. She slowly pulled him into her bosom and ran her fingers through his hair. Harry slowly wrapped his arms around her and sobbed, making Moka's heart ache horribly. He buried his face into her chest and began to cry softly.

Even Inner Moka pitied Harry at this point. She wouldn't hide the fact that she felt bad for him.

Moka continued to hold Harry while he cried into her. "Shh...It's okay..." She whispered softly. After a few minutes, Harry's crying simmered down to sobbing before he stopped entirely. Externally, Moka was holding him tightly, not saying a word. Internally, however...

'...Inner?'

'...yeah?' Inner simply answered as she watched Harry.

'If Harry's ever in trouble...Will you come out to protect him? Like you did for Tsukune?'

Inner Moka was silent for a moment as she thought over Harry's reaction. 'Yes. I will protect him.' Inner told her, earning a smile from outer Moka. 'Thank you.' Outer Moka told her.

'But that doesn't mean I'll like him...I...just don't want to deal with your crying. So don't get the wrong idea, got it?'

'Oh...' Outer Moka said, kind of hoping that she would have changed her opinion of him. Inner Moka looked at Harry, her gaze soft.

Just then, Inner Moka felt something wrong. 'Strange, I haven't felt this since...OUTER! DODGE NOW!' Inner Moka yelled. Moka yelped and ducked to avoid something...

Just as she ducked with Harry in her arms, a figure crashed through the wall and swung a huge mallet where Moka's head was moments before. Harry yelped in fear and clutched tightly to his caretaker.

"K-Kokoa!" Outer Moka said in fear as she looked at her younger sister.

"That's right!" Kokoa shouted. "And I'm gonna get rid of you once and for-" She froze when she saw Harry. She pauses for a few moments before she basically teleported inches from Moka and took Harry from Moka and started to coo over Harry. "Oh my gosh, he's so cute, where'd you get him-GAH! CAN'T GET DISTRACTED!" She held Harry in one arm while pointing at Moka with the other.

"MISS MOKA!" Harry called out, reaching out for her. Moka looked at Harry's distress and glared at Kokoa.

"Kokoa...Give him back."

Kokoa smirked as she hatched a plan in her head. "But Moka, he's so adorable. I think I'll keep him." Kokoa told her. Moka's eye twitched.

'Inner, can you help me?' Outer Moka asked her inner self.

'If you can get the rosary off.'

'Right.' Outer Moka said, remembering that she had the ability to remove the new rosario herself, as the old one had a special seal on it that this one did not. She glared as she quickly grabbed the rosary and yanked it off, causing the house to flood with yokia energy. Soon, Inner Moka was out. She cracked her neck and stared at her sister with narrowed eyes.

"Hello Kokoa, how about you put the child down?"