Author's Notes: I have changed the rating on this story from T to M due to violence and sex.

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After three games Tsukune felt it was time to get back to Moka and her sister. They returned to the dining hall to find an unconscious Kokoa and the table and most of the furniture destroyed. The goblin servants began cleaning up and cooking more food. Moka noted Tsukune's return with Ria but decided not to ask about it while her sister was there. Eventually they were able to have a meal that included normal human cuisine and bottles filled with warm blood.

"This blood tastes kind of weird," Tsukune commented.

"That is because it comes from transfusion packs," Moka told him. "I grew up used to it so I never realized how much more delicious it is when taken from the source."

"Yes," Ria commented wistfully. "I wish they had never invented refrigeration of transfusion packs. I liked the old fashioned way better."

"Old fashioned way?" Tsukune asked.

Ria smiled. "We used to keep human slaves and drink from them."

"That's horrible!"

Ria looked at him in surprise. "What's so horrible about it? It's no different from what humans do keeping herds of pigs or cows just to eat them."

"That's totally different!" Tsukune said.

"Really?" Ria said as she took a drink from her glass. "I wonder what the cow or pig would say to that."

Seeing Tsukune upset Moka placed her warm hand over his and spoke. "Cows and pigs are not sentient. Human beings are self aware, it is different."

Ria smiled and licked the blood still on her lips. "Food is food; the only difference is where you are on the food chain. Has spending so much time in the human world made you forget that little sister?" Ria noticed Moka glance at Tsukune.

"Yes, my opinion of humans has changed over time. While they are not our equals I do not see them simply as food."

"Oh I agree," Ria said. "They also make good workers, even if they are rather weak." Her words seemed to upset him. Interesting, I wonder why?

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The rest of the dinner passed in relative peace.

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Moka led Tsukune up into the North Tower and to her room. Stepping inside Tsukune instantly recognized the large canopy bed. "Wow! It's just like in my dreams," he said. He then spotted a dresser that was covered with perhaps a hundred dolls. Most of them looked to be princesses dressed up in fancy gowns. He looked over at Moka with a grin. "You have dolls? Aw, that's so cute!"

"When I was last here I was eight," she sounded a bit embarrassed.

"Why did you leave?"

"I left to find my mother," Moka said. "She left when I was very young and I wanted to be with her."

"But what about the rest of your family? Didn't you want to be with them?"

Sighing she removed her school jacket and placed it on the back of a chair. "My relationship with my father and sisters is… complicated."

"Kokoa seems to really like you, in her own way."

Moka nodded and absent mindedly sat on her bed and began pulling off her socks. "I like her as well, though her obsession with trying to becoming stronger than me can be a bit annoying at times. My other sister Kahlua was always the most childish of us even though she was older than me. When she was upset she would become rather scary. Ria… Ria and I have never really gotten along. Of the four of us she was always the strongest and the most clever, she was always scheming something. You should be very careful around her, don't trust her Tsukune."

"And what about your dad?"

"Father was kind enough to me," she sounded like she was making some sort of concession in saying that. "When I asked to go to the human world to try and be with my mother he allowed me to leave, and even made my rosario for me. But father is not the sort of man one can easily become close to. He was always formal and strict and never allowed me to forget he was Lord of the castle first and father only second." She began to unbutton her shirt and revealed he had a lacey pink bra on underneath.

Tsukune's face began to heat up. "Moka-san, what are you doing?"

"I am undressing," she answered. "I intend to take a hot bath and then we can go to bed." She looked at him curiously. "Aren't you going to undress too?"

His face turned a deeper shade of red. "Ah, are… are you sure?"

She smiled at him and slipped off her skirt. "We've taken baths together before," she reminded him.

"But only in my dreams! None of that was ever real!"

"Well then, it's high time to make it real." She pulled off her bra and Tsukune thought he was about to pass out.

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The bath tub was also the same as in his dreams. Moka put in some herbs and then filled it with hot steamy water. She'd even found some scented candles and placed them around the edge of the tub and lit them. Her body was every bit as magnificent and trim now as in his dreams. When he finally took his clothes off he was embarrassed by the scars that covered his chest and back. Especially the huge, 'X' that marked most of his front.

When Moka looked at him he looked away. "I'm sorry about my scars," he muttered. She was so beautiful and perfect, why did he have to look like this?

"Why are you apologizing?" She asked. "Your scars are beautiful."

"You don't have to say that." He told her.

She came over to him and gently traced the large scar on his chest. "I am not telling you that because you wish to hear it. I tell you that because it is true. Your scars are the proof that you have survived, they are signs of strength." She began to slowly kiss his neck. "Don't you know you could never be ugly to me?"

"Moka-san…"

She took him by the hand and led him towards the tub. "Come Tsukune, let us enjoy ourselves."

He could feel his body tremble a little. "This… this is my first time."

"Mine as well," she told him. She gave him a knowing look. "In the real world at least."

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After a wonderful bath they dried themselves off and went to the bed where they continued to enjoy themselves. Tsukune discovered his vampire form had a great deal more… stamina than his human one.

After a long and wonderful session of love making they finally fell asleep beneath the thick covers.

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A couple days passed with no word from Moka's father as to when he would return. Ria informed them that she had contacted him and he was aware they were here. However he could not leave the meeting with the other elders until things were settled which still might take days.

With nothing better to do Moka and Tsukune tried to just spend time together. They would go for walks in the desolate country side, watch television, listen to music, read, or (best alternative by far) just remain in her bed.

Unfortunately Kokoa seemed bent on hounding Moka and forcing her to spar. The same cycle would repeat over and over again. Kokoa would demand her onee-sama spar with her. Moka would initially try to ignore her or make an effort to get her to relax. Kokoa would persist with increasing vehemence until Moka would agree just to quiet her down. They would then proceed to the family dojo where Moka would put Kokoa in her place by beating her to a pulp.

Whenever Moka would go off with Kokoa Ria would seem to magically appear to bring him to the game room so they could play chess.

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"Checkmate," Ria tipped over his King with her queen ending another game.

"Aren't you getting bored?" He asked. "You've beaten me what? Fifteen times in a row now?"

"Sixteen," she said. She automatically began setting up the board again. "Not at all, like I said none of my sisters will play with me. So I'm grateful just to have someone to share a game with. Are you getting bored?"

He shook his head. "No, I never thought chess could be so interesting."

She smiled at him. "It's a game that was invented by noblemen in order to learn how to command armies. Chess is war in miniature. We are generals commanding two armies of exactly the same strength, battling over a field whose terrain provides no advantage to either side. Every lesson of war can be learned right here."

"I guess that means you'd be a great general."

"Well, I have a good sense of strategy at any rate." She put everything in place. "If you want to keep playing it's your move."

"White always moves first?"

She nodded. "See you are learning."

He moved one of his pawns. "Don't you ever want to be white?"

"No," she moved a pawn on her far right. "I rather like black."

"I've noticed." Today she was dressed in a black and tan dress. She always had some black on and she always covered herself completely from neck to feet including long formal gloves. "Do you always dress this way? I mean do you ever wear anything less formal?"

She grinned at him. "Are you wanting to see my body?"

"No!" He said instantly. He didn't even want to think what Moka would do if she thought he was interested in her sister in that way.

She laughed slightly and moved another of her pawns. "I dress this way because I choose to."

She didn't say anything more so he decided to steer clear of that subject.

"Why did you choose my sister?" Ria asked.

"What?"

"You mentioned other girls who liked you, a succubus, a snow girl and even a couple of witches." During their games she had been asking him a series of questions and so slowly gathering information about him. "You haven't come right out and said so, but it seems clear all these girls would be interested in you romantically. So just why did you pick Moka?" She eyed him as she moved a rook. "Or were you the one chosen?"

"We chose each other," he said as his queen took out a pawn.

"Oh me, oh my, mutual attraction huh? How wonderful, how romantic. Who was it that made the first move?"

He opened his mouth to say he had. Then he stopped and wondered. Who did make the first move? When was the first move? Was it the time he'd kissed the inner Moka? Kissed the outer Moka? The first time he'd had one of those, 'special' dreams? Was it the very first time she'd asked him to her friend after running into him with her bike? Was it the first time he'd fought for her against Saizou? When exactly had the relationship begun?

"From your lack of an answer I take you're having trouble with that question?"

"Ah, it's just we've always been taking care of each other. It's hard to tell who chose who first. I don't think it really matters."

"Well now that all depends," Ria said thoughtfully. "If you chose her, that's fine. But if she chose you I think she should have made you more aware of what joining this family means."

Joining the family? Alarm bells went off inside his head. "Uh, I think you're getting a little ahead of things don't you?" First Mizore says I'm her boyfriend, then Kurumu says I'm her fiancé, and now Ria thinks I'm joining the family. Do all women jump to conclusions like this?

She looked at him calmly. "Am I? You are Moka's lover and you are here to meet our father and gain his approval. You are the first male any of us have ever brought here to meet him. Does that not seem serious to you?"

"I wasn't coming here to get his approval," Tsukune argued. "I was going to ask him to make me a rosario."

One of her eyebrows lifted. "Then why did you still come now that you have one?"

"Well," he began to rub the back of his neck. "She kind of made it sound like it would be very unwise not to come and meet him."

She moved her queen into line with his King. "You are in check. Well I agree it would be unwise not to get father's permission. If your intentions are serious. However if all the two of you wanted was to have fun there would be no issue. Kahlua and I have both had several lovers and it has never been any problem. The fact Moka has brought you here means she is very serious about you."

"Re… really?" Without much thought he moved his King.

Ria sent her rook forward and took it. "Checkmate," she said and began setting the board up again. "She really hasn't told you very much about this family at all has she?"

"No, not really."

She looked at him and considered. "Tsukune, how would you like to make a little trip with me tomorrow?"

"A trip?"

She nodded. "I have something I need to take care of and it would be a good opportunity for us to get to know each other better and for you to learn something about this family. It won't take all day, just a few hours. We'll leave in the morning and be back in time for lunch. What do you say?"

"Well, all right." What harm could there be in spending a few hours with her outside the castle?

"Good," she said. "I think it will be an eye opening experience for you."