I do not own Rosario + Vampire.

Special thanks to GodPen! Ugh, sorry, I've been so slow with updates. Finals and all.

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"He is perfect." Kurumu sighed as she sat on the coach.

Moka rolled her eyes as she walked back to the kitchen. "You've seen him twice."

Kurumu visiting happened quite often. They had always been attached to each other, but for a while Kurumu stopped coming over. Moka had assumed that it had been something Ageha had said, but Kurumu still wasn't open for talking about it.

"Four times!" Kurumu corrected as she took one of the couch pillows to cuddle, "Four times in the past month, thank you very much."

"I still think it was a fluke." Moka reasoned, "Maybe he's just a powerful ayashia, and managed to block off the charm."

Kurumu shook her head. "He was human."

Moka groaned. "Human? Really? I've only met two decent humans."

Kurumu rolled her eyes, and said in a monotone voice, "Yeah, yeah, one of them is your fiancé and the other one is out living his dream." How many times had Kurumu heard that one? "Come on, Moka. I don't even know the guy from high school, and your fiancé is a total drag!"

"That's because you and Mizore always freaked out whenever I talked about a guy. I swear you are worse than my father." Moka defended, "Plus, Hokuto isn't a drag. He's sweet and kind and polite. He always cares about my feelings over his. He buys me flowers every Tuesday, and we-"

Kurumu groaned. "He's like a freaking machine, Moka! You guys do the same thing all the time. An axe murder could watch you for a week to plot your death, and then realize your love life sucked so much he'd spare you because he felt bad."

Moka shook her head and angrily stirred the pot of food. It had been a while since Tsukune had come up in their conversation, not just due to lack of visiting, but ever since Moka had become engaged to Hokuto, she felt guilty every time he was mentioned. It was like she was cheating on Hokuto with the thought of Tsukune. Not that her and Tsukune were anything more than friends, but she used to have feelings for him. He used to be her muse, and she used to be his. Whenever they spend time together, he took picture after picture, telling her that her simple being was like magic.

However, it was their senior year when they had met and both were heading in different directions. Tsukune never shut down her dreams of being a painter, even though it was unlikely she would become one. He had encouraged her dreams and by doing that he had become one. They had lost contact, but that was more because Moka was ashamed she hadn't become what she had told him she would.

"Please tell me that that is a potion with frog leg, and not you trying to cook again." Kurumu grimaced.

"Remind me why we are friends." Moka glared.

"Well, bubblegum," Kurumu smiled, "someone's gotta give you pleasure."

"Ugh! Why is it always about sex and sexual innuendos with you?!" Moka flustered.

Kurumu snickered. "You know you react just like my destined one." Kurumu sighed in almost a day dream. "He's so sweet and thoughtful, you know. He has these chocolate brown eyes that make you wanna melt along with them."

Moka softly smiled at her friend.

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"What do you mean they're going to charge you with fraud?" Gin asked as he fell down to the coach.

Tsukune paced around the living room of the apartment, both of his shaking hands behind his neck. "They're going to charge me with fraud, Gin! How else does someone explain it?"

"But you didn't take any money!" Gin yelled.

"I know." Tsukune whispered in frustration, "I know, but there is seven point eight billion dollars missing from the company and I'm the only one whose suppose to have control of that, but I-I don't know how it went missing."

"What are we going to do?" Gin questioned running a hand through his hair.

Tsukune shook his head, "WE aren't going to do anything. This is my problem, I'll fix it."

"Now's not the time for that!" Gin hissed, "Let's just figure this out."

"They're going to send me to jail and I'm going to spend ten to twenty five years there! What is there to figure out?" Tsukune stammered.

"You're innocent though!" Gin argued, "They'll see that and let you free."

"No they won't because there is evidence that says I committed the fraud." Tsukune chocked out. "I swear I didn't do it though."

"I know you didn't!" Gin reassured, "If you had you would have bought us a mansion instead of keeping us in this shitty ass apartment."

"You love this apartment." Tsukune remarked.

"I would love a mansion more." Gin chimed.

The boys looked at each other for a moment. Had the circumstances been different, they would have laughed. The silence was broken by San coming out of Tsukune's room with a suitcase. San lifted up her notepad.

'Leave it to me and Gin to prove your innocence. For now, I think you should go to the skiing lodge that you used to go to with your parents.'

"Won't it look more suspicious if I run?" Tsukune's eyebrows furrowed.

"It doesn't matter what you do." Gin said standing up, "They'll think you're guilty until proven otherwise."

Tsukune whimpered. He didn't want to be a runaway criminal, but he didn't want to go to prison either. Tsukune sighed. "I don't have money on me and if I take it out of the bank they'll know where I am."

'The hotel owner owes us a favor.' San gave him a half hearted smile.

When Tsukune gave Gin a questioning look, Gin shrugged. "Let's just say I werewolf up-ed a bit."

"Thank you." Tsukune said.

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"It's all about perspective." Tsukune marveled as he focused the camera, "I can make you see what I want you to see with my picture. I can shift the angle and change the whole view. The beauty I see is the beauty you'll see. It's like for a couple of seconds or minutes, we'll share a moment that I created."

"You really love this, don't you?" Mizore inquired as she played with her lollipop.

"Yeah," He sighed in glee.

The two had bonded quite quickly when Tsukune had arrived to the snowy mountains. Not that she really had a choice to hang out with him. She worked at the hotel that her mother owned, and they were replaying a favor to San, who had saved them from an attacking village of fire wielders. Although, for some reason, Tsukune thought it was Gin that had helped them. Sometimes Mizore and Tsukune would talk for hours on end, and other times they would sit comfortably in silence.

"Hey, Tsukune," Mizore chimed, "you never told me why you decided to come here?"

Tsukune almost dropped his camera. He turned around with a nervous smile and rubbed the back of his neck. He couldn't tell her he was here because he was being accused of fraud. He wasn't sure if she would call the cops or not.

"Uh, well," Tsukune gulped, "I-I came to find a girl that I met around here once. I promised her I'd marry her."

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