A/N: I just want to say, thank you all for making this the 5th most followed (and 9th most favourited) Rosario Vampire story on (no, seriously – holy shit).

I'll be away for two weeks! I won't be able to update anything, sorry.


"You'd love 'em all, mom. You really would!" Tsukune said, scratching the back of his head. He was temporarily separated from the girls, wanting to pick up some stuff from the human world before returning to Yokai Academy.

It was a blaring, active afternoon, yet all he wanted to do was rest. People bustled around him, and he was at pure peace with the world around him.

It certainly felt good. And his parent's voices were so very comforting.

"I'm glad to hear, honey. And I'm happy to hear that you're happy." He grinned at her words.

"We uh… We relayed the news to your grandmothers, Tsukune…" Koji announced, with awkward intonation.

"They said they're proud of you. And that they want to see what the girls are like." As Koji went on, Tsukune could see his bus pull up to his stop. The girls all waved at him from the front window, and he waved back.

He smiled, goofily, and went back to his call.

"Christmas Dinner?" He asked his parents. A small, heart-warming laugh was heard on the other side.

"Christmas Dinner… Love you, son!"

"Love you, Tsukune."

"Love you, guys."

(Some days later...)

The group had returned from their trip, and sadly, they didn't meet Tsukune's parents. After finding the bedraggled, emotional team, Miss Nekonome had gotten so angry that they returned to Yokai Academy the very next morning.

Who knew Cat-women could smell when people had had sex?

So…

For the past couple of days, Kurumu had organised a sleeping arrangement for all girls, so none would be left out when it came to sleeping times.

After trying one person per day/night at a time, things became erratic. The (former) Inner Moka was lucky enough to have enjoyed one complete night with Tsukune and herself only, before Kurumu quit the experiment.

With the "harem" coming in at seventeen members (including Yukari), Kurumu decreed that they'd sleep three girls per night with Tsukune. They would've fit more – everybody, even, if only Tsukune had a bigger bed.

Actually – when it came to Saturday nights, they'd bring in a spare few mattresses from other rooms and make what the group would refer to as the "Mega Bed".

Other nights, stuck with the small mattress he had, one girl always had to settle for using their new boyfriend as a bed. Not that many complained.

Yukari's favourite was when the Mokas and Kurumu's turn was up. She'd always join the Incubi's sleep-pile every now and then, usually without trouble.

For Tsukune – he couldn't have been happier. Literally.

He and Kurumu had researched more on Incubi/Succubi temperaments – and had discovered that without sex, even for a few days, a mature Incubus or Succubus would get very irritable, very quickly.

Thank the Gods that wasn't a problem for the group.

Almost every night, the Incubus and his partner(s) would go to bed, satisfied, happy, and above all – filled with love for the other(s).

(For Mondays…)

Gin had tried her best to work out a nice deal with some of the smallest people in Tsukune's harem, but failed when Kendra caught word.

No way was she letting that Werewolf mark her scent on her mate!

It took them a while to find a good, controlling portion of their lover, but Saizo and Tsukune welcomed the competitive warmth. Saizo lied down on Tsukune's chest, and ignored every teasing word he sent her way, instead preferring to bask in the boy's warmth.

Gin had her face buried in Tsukune's hard chest, rubbing her scent against him, and Kendra mirrored the Werewolf woman on the Incubi's other side.

"Love you all…" He said, kissing the tops of their heads as he held them in his arms.

"I love you, my Alpha…" Gin proclaimed. Tsukune kissed her on the lips and settled in to his bed as the monster-girl rubbed herself against him.

"I love you even more, my… Uh… Master!" The Jinko challenged her harem-sister, poking her tongue out to the Werewolf.

"Sure, I… fuckin'… loveyouorwhatever…" Saizo mumbled, before turning away from the Incubus.

They lied together until the next morning, where they were woken up at an ungodly hour by Yukari, banging around their ears with bedpans.

"ALRIGHT, WE'RE UP!" Saizo yelled, secretly ruing the time she'd have to wait before seeing her lover again.

'Huh… "Lover".'

Man, was that a weird thing to explain to her Mommy and Daddy.

(…)

"So, pumpkin… What you mean to say is that the boy you were picking on in Math Club is…"

"Now my boyfriend."

"The… "Nerdiest nerd who ever nerded"… Is now your boyfriend?" There was a brief pause in the call to her parents, where Saizo coughed, and blushed.

"We worked things out, Mommy."

"Oh… That's good to hear, pumpkin! I hope we'll get to see him when we come over for Parents Day!"

(…)

But, Saizo graciously accepted this new development in her life. It certainly felt good to get her feelings for Tsukune out – and it felt even better to know what the power score between them was. She was happy to cuddle and kiss and all that other sappy bullshit – but she didn't want him to know.

Why?

Well, if he knew, he'd never stop giving her shit about it.

Before they left, Tsukune brought each girl close to him, and rubbed their foreheads together, affectionately. It looked very odd, but the action had some basis within monstrous society.

Well, with Animal-girls, anyway.

Rubbing of the foreheads signified an exchange of scent, body heat, and in a sense, experiences – and thus, it was something a partner did only with a closely loved one.

Kendra was first, lingering on the boy's head with her own for quite some time, inhaling his sweet scent. They left each other with a kiss, and her, with a lively bounce in her step.

The tired Gin brought Tsukune's head in with a firm grip on his head, taking in his scent as well.

"I won…" She teased, smelling herself on the boy, making the Incubus smile.

"You both did. I don't think I'll be able to wash off your scents…" Gin sniffed his neck and shivered in spot. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged tightly.

"I wouldn't want you to, Tsukune… I'll see you in the Club, soon…" She teased, nibbling on his ear softly. He growled, appreciatively, and caught Saizo, just as she was about to leave his room.

"Hey, c'mere…" She protested, weakly, but relented. They clashed foreheads with a little "donk", and smiled to each other.

"Love you." He said, quietly. She averted his gaze and looked back quickly.

"Love you too… You asshole." She poked her tongue out at him and left his room to start the day, leaving a love-filled, reenergised Incubus to get dressed.

(For Tuesdays…)

The Mokas, plus Kurumu, plus Yukari were up on Tuesday night, slumbering all the while. Inner Moka clutched to the young man, her teeth sunk into the boy's neck. Her sister mirrored her on his left side, whilst the Succubus straddled the boy's torso.

Sandwiched between the Succubus, Vampires, and the Incubus, was the beaming Witch herself, Yukari. Despite the weight of Kurumu's chest on top of her, Yukari couldn't wipe the perverted smirk off her face.

And in spite of the massive blood loss that came from satisfying two Vampiric lovers, Tsukune remained healthy through their days and nights together. Kurumu would always be a little possessive of him, but, the young monster man loved the closeness of it all.

Tsukune had received summons from Lady Issa Shuzen – detailing the location and date of the "trials". He could (and would) take them at the end of the year – but it gave him and the Inner Moka a goal to strive towards in his training.

Yes, much to the harem's dismay, Inner Moka had begun training them all under strict, horrifyingly tough regimens. Regimens designed to break a person before remoulding them in better, healthier forms.

Hell, Miss Taiso was surprised when her students began to endure her own exercises.

The Inner Moka loved it that way, though. After hours and hours of training, a good night's sleep and love-making were the best things to recuperate with.

Even if Yukari did feel left out, she enjoyed their surrounding embraces at night.

Oh yeah – they were still in a school, weren't they? It was tough to remember that, with all the crap the group got into.

The "Outer" Moka (man, did they really need to give them different names!) was very strict with the group in terms of their studying. After seeing Tsukune and Kurumu's test scores, she and Yukari were determined to actually force the students to be students.

As a result, the group got into many less shenanigans, and their grades began to improve.

And there was nothing like a good, long, herb-treated bath with her new boyfriend as a treat for good cramming…

Kurumu, on the other hand, had taken to the "Harem Commander" role quite nicely, surprising many with her… lazy rule, yet diplomatic tone. As a Succubus, she was in tune to many others emotions around her, and she was quick to resolve any tensions between members as they popped up.

The Succubus had thoroughly enjoyed finally introducing her Destined One to her mother, over the phone…

(…)

The Tuesday night group were laying in their lover's arms, as Kurumu pulled the covers over them all, snuggling close for warmth. The Succubus whipped out her phone and rang her mother, feeling as giddy as ever.

An expression which Inner Moka, as tired as she was, couldn't help but smile at.

"Hi, Mom! Tsukune's on the line with us now!" She called. Yukari lightly smacked the Succubus on the back of her head, tiredly.

"And us!"

"And… Well, Tsukune's other lovers, Moka, Moka, and Yukari." Kurumu corrected herself, curtly.

Ageha remained silent for a few seconds, to mentally process what her daughter said.

"Uh… Hi, everyone! Hello, Tsukune~!" She sung out sultrily. The Incubus smiled, and hugged his girls tighter to his body.

"Hi, Miss Kurono. It's nice to finally talk to you."

"Oh please, darling – call me Ageha. I've heard you've been causing quite a stir at school lately…" She taunted, teasingly. Tsukune chuckled back through the line, and Kurumu blushed at the memories of her previous conversations with her mother.

Sooooo many recounts of events, told in daunting detail…

"M-mom! The others don't need to hear-" Truly, a Succubi's parents were the only beings alive that could make them blush.

"Oh! It's just like one of those crummy teen romance novels you read! An impossible setup – a human in an all monster-girl's school-"

"Mom, please-"

"And then the human male, obviously too knowing or too powerful for his own good falls in love with more than one girl, forcing a love triangle to form-"

"Mom!"

"And then they all end up having sex!-"

"Love you mom, goodbye!" Kurumu then hung up on her mother, before hiding her face in Tsukune's chest.

(…)

Don't get Kurumu wrong – she loved her mother to bits and pieces.

The Mokas were surprisingly good bullies, though. And they already had enough dirt on Kurumu to tease her for the next few weeks.

So what if embellished her stories to her mother?

'The scummy Vampire bitches…'

(For Wednesdays…)

Akaryu, Miryu, and Kyoryu were an odd bunch.

Well, when speaking in Monster-terms, anyway.

Lizard-Women, as a species, usually mated with one husband for life. Sisters in an "egg clutch" would usually bond with one husband, and that husband was shared between many.

We all knew this.

"Wee! From the previous chapter where they had aaaaaall that sex!"

Akaryu, Miryu, and Kyoryu were all fine with sharing Tsukune – even with the "extended" harem. And Lizard-Women were not cold-blooded, as many believed. They loved close contact, and the warmth of their lovers, but they did not require that warmth to survive.

Why am I telling you all of this?

And why does this story have two narrators that consistently question the audience?

"Wee! That's because you're good at being arbitrary!"

It explained the closeness of the bunch at night. Usual nights with Tsukune's girls amounted to hugs. Some minor skin on skin contact, but loose hugs for the most part. When someone had a nightmare, or couldn't get to sleep, then Tsukune would hug them tighter, unknowingly spreading more of his monstrous warmth outwards.

With the Lizard Sisters…

It was odd.

Akaryu would be on Tsukune's chest, clutching him in a deathly grip, lolling her tongue out on the boy's chest. Miryu would be under Tsukune's wing, her arms clasped around his torso, pressing her breasts against his side.

And Kyoryu would be resting her head on the boy's chest next to her sister, her legs climbing down around his, possessively. Unlike the Monday bunch, it wasn't about masking his scent with theirs, or dominance.

It was about the warmth of the "home". Most Lizard-Women came from hot caves in low mountain ranges – that was where clutches were born and raised for their earliest years. Tsukune gave off so much heat, compared to others. For the Sisters to experience such a warmth with the man they'd chosen as their new husband… It promised a loving future, filled with children, and…

"Yet more sex! Wee!"

Yes. That.

Normally, most guys would need a little space. Especially on the hot summer nights that plagued Yokai Academy's pocket dimension.

But Tsukune loved it. He cradled the Sister's as close as possible each night, and woke up with pins and needles, and a loving grin, every Thursday morning.

It was fun to show their mother their boyfriend, as well.

(…)

They got into the sleep-pile for the night, and Kyoryu dragged a silver laptop onto Akaryu's chest. All three girls and Tsukune faced the small machine as it whirred to life.

"Who's calling?" Tsukune inquired, tiredly.

Kyoryu smiled, and snorted quietly.

"Momma." At hearing this, Miryu and Akaryu blushed a bright red as the machine displayed an image of their mother.

She was breast feeding her newest clutch of daughters. She was a middle-aged, yet very healthy looking woman with flowing green hair that had a myriad of colourful specks dancing through it. She squinted her eyes at her own machine and smiled brightly when she caught the image of her eldest daughters.

The Lizard Sister's matriarch appeared to be sat in a very Spartan-like home. It certainly looked very inviting, and homey. The ten or so cots filled with the woman's other daughters supported as much.

"Hi girls." She greeted her eldest daughter's quietly, as to not wake the younglings.

"Hey Momma!"

"Is this the young man I've been hearing about?" She teased, knowingly.

Mothers, man.

The daughter's laughed uneasily, and all nodded.

"Hi, Miss… Uh…" Wow, this was awkward. He hadn't even learnt the last names of some of the girls he'd gotten into a serious relationship with!

The Lizard mother simply smiled, and shook her head at the boy.

"He's the human, yeah? Have you girl's even told him about-"

"Uh… No, Momma…" Akaryu quickly cut her mother off, and cringed a little.

"Sorry to screw this up, Tsukune… Uh so… A Lizard-Woman doesn't have a last name until they marry. Our "first" names are derived from Momma and Papa's, to say which family we belong to." Tsukune nodded to Akaryu, thinking it to be a clever tactic to identify your own clan in a sea of similar looking girls.

He rubbed the back of his head, and curtly apologised to their mother.

"Well… I'm sorry, ma'am. What would you like me to call you?"

"Call me Koyuki, Tsukune. The last name basis is basically only restricted to husbands."

"Uh… If you don't mind my asking, K-Koyuki… Why is that?" She smiled at him, innocently, and sighed.

"Well, it's reserved for marriage rites. And, husbands like to use it for dirty talk…"

Miryu blushed and quickly changed the subject, eliciting further, happy conversation from the two sides. Tsukune hit it off brilliantly with their father as well – a gruff, tough looking man named Ryuki.

As the sides said good night to one another, Tsukune found their farewells to be particularly endearing. The thought of a huge family scared him, but seeing the loving goodbyes between sisters quelled some of these fears.

"Say goodnight to big sisters!" Koyuki implored her youngest, who babbled tiredly at the computer screen. Kyoryu wiped a tear from her eye and waved back at her little sister, as well as the others. It'd been a while since they'd seen their family…

"Good night Aki! Good night Kyoki! Good night, Miki! Good night, Akako! Good night…"

(…)

Yes. Fun, and heart-warming. At least, to the loving monster-man.

(For Thursdays…)

Thursday night was Bug Night.

Yes, Bug Night.

You remember the little titbit about Bug-Women having the ability to resonate their wings at a set frequency?

Well, there are some frequencies that aid greatly in lovemaking. There are also some frequencies that aid in sleeping.

So, every night, as "practice" with their monster forms, Sumae, Tonko, and Shijimi would latently activate their Yokai energy at night, and buzz their wings to lull their lover to sleep easily. It actually helped them greatly for endurance in regards to their monster forms, despite the technique's limited uses.

Bug Night was always so soothing for them all. With training, studying, and pretending to live normal school lives, the three girls loved nothing more than to sleep with their hubby. His warmth was unreal, and so very inviting.

And for Tsukune, they provided him with the most regenerative rests. As recompense, every morning the boy would massage their feet for such a good night's sleep.

Their hive mothers and fathers thoroughly enjoyed meeting their new future son-in-law…

(…)

"Hm? Whassat?" A burly man asked, banging on his computer. Sumae looked embarrassed, before shaking her head at her own screen.

She, Shijimi, and Tonko were all sat up on Tsukune's bed, with the Incubus sitting behind them. The sun was setting, which casted a lovely warmth over the Academy. Sumae shifted her screen to face further away from their open window, and squinted at her father's image on screen.

"It's all of us, pops!"

"Su?"

"And Shiji!" Shijimi sounded.

"And Tonton!" Tonko seconded.

The man on screen nodded and smiled to the girls.

"I can't get this damn screen to work! I'll bring it over to Hiro, and then we'll call your mothers over to say hi!"

Unlike many families seen in this chapter, the Bug Trio (as they had been affectionately dubbed) came from 3 separate mothers and fathers. Yeah, I know, crazy!

Satoru was the name of Sumae's father. He was kind of a gruff man who maintained his communal "hive's" machinery/cars and such. Sumae was the only daughter he and his wife Suzume had together.

Shou was Shijimi's father, and a computer whiz, often fixing the smaller, finer computers around his hive. Shijimi's mother was a stern looking woman named Shika.

Tonko had a dad named Toru – a gruff looking bastard with a permanent scorn towards Tsukune. Chillingly polarised to him was his lovely wife Tomoko – Tonko's mother.

Man, these names were getting hard to remember.

Living in a "hive" was nice. "Hives" were actually nothing more than communal housing for Monster-Women. Living was almost free – but not really. If you had a skill that could benefit the "hive", or making anyone's living any easier, than you were asked to use it in exchange for your stay.

And only those married to bug-women could stay within these "hives", as well. Though that rule was usually unspoken.

Toru and Tomoko had quickly disappeared from their screens view, excusing themselves. After only a few minutes, they'd returned, and Toru's mood greatly improved. Tsukune noticed this, and quickly told from the man's posture what had happened.

"So – this is the boyfriend?" Toru asked his daughter, who nodded, curtly.

"Indeed, old man." Tonko answered. He looked Tsukune up and down – from the limited view he could see, and nodded.

"I just have one question for ya, son."

"Sure." Tsukune replied firmly, with a small smile.

"What's a human doing at an all-girls school?"

(…)

It was not fun explaining to the 6 gathered parents why Tsukune was indeed at an all-girl's school. But it was fun meeting them. Each meeting cemented Tsukune's hopes in managing and loving a "harem", step by little step.

It could be done!

(…)

(For Fridays…)

His most disturbed sleeps were with Mizore, Flaretta, and…

Wait… Who was this?

"Zzz… Wee… Zzz… Wee…"

Fuck me. No.

"Wh… Zzz…"

"Who…" Tsukune questioned, in his sleep. Mizore shifted uncomfortably, and pulled out another lollipop from a bag on the boy's nightstand. She popped it in her mouth and went back to sleep, before Flaretta shook her back awake.

"M-Mizore… Who's this?" The Dragon-girl whined.

"Hm?" She questioned back, eyelids so very heavy. The group shifted again, and Tsukune's eyes cracked wide open.

"B… N… Batty?" He… It… She? She, a clearly feminine figure, moaned and groaned, rubbing her nude body into the boys. Tsukune bit back a moan of his own as he looked down in bewildering confusion.

"Bah… So gooood…" She moaned into his chest,

"Batty!?" Tsukune yelled, shocking the bat-woman awake. She stared into his eyes, blinked, and flushed her face to a beet red. She had short, brown hair, and a single sharp tooth poking out of her thin lips. She had dark blue eyes, which the Incubus could clearly determine, even in the stark moonlight.

"C-… Uh… Wee?"She stuttered out, uneasily.

(…)

Flaretta had yet to introduce Tsukune to her parents, for a plethora of reasons. Her mother scared her, and her father would've stirred things up with her mother…

It wasn't easy, but she would eventually do it.

Mizore was one of the first to introduce Tsukune to her parents. She was sad to find out that she couldn't actually drag Tsukune to the snowy mountains her parents called home, but, she'd persist.

An over-the-web chat was nice, in any case.

And as for Nazo…

"Come on! Do you know how tiring it is narrating a story like this?" She implored the boy, who sat across from her at his tiny breakfast table.

"Well… I don't know – it's just too weird! You mean you were watching me sleep all this time? And you were watching Kurumu and Gin watching me sleep?"

"Hey, I had to see you guys having sex, as well! A Transformer-Bat has needs, too, okay!?"

And so did a writer. Did they know how hard it was to write stuff like this?

"Tsukune… As weird as you may think it is… I dunno… Just roll with it!" Flaretta suggested.

Tsukune was still stuck thinking. He felt the spark with Nazo like he did with the others, but this was…

Out of a school for Monster-girls, where he himself was a monster-man…

This was the weirdest thing that had happened to him so far.

"Tsukune… Just say yes. If you say yes, you'll get to come back to bed with me…" Mizore droned, spreading her legs in full view for the boy to enjoy.

"I don't..."

"Tsukune…" She held a hand to the boy's face, and winked at him when he looked up at her.

Needless to say, they worked things out, and Tsukune quickly got over the drastic change in Nazo's appearance, even despite her explanation.

Hm? Oh yes – Transformer Bats! Simply put, Transformer Bats were able to transform. They had two true forms – one which resembled an ungodly bat, and another, which was mostly human.

I say mostly, due to some outliers preferring human-bat-hybrid forms.

Mucky business, that was.

(For Sundays…)

And on Sunday nights, the Fan Club Coalition – now named the Tsukune Fan Club, would sleep in his bed. Again, like the Lizard Sisters, the TFC were very clingy, and struggled the most with endurance training.

They also struggled with making their monster forms more deadly, but, eventually the nerdy girls got into the groove of things.

And boy… Boy oh boy did they love their rest days with their new boyfriend.

And… Introducing him to their parents was better than Tsukune expected. Hell – they were impressed by him! Conflicted, sure, seeing as the man their daughters were vilifying was now their lover.

But, impressed, nonetheless!

Kubasaki and Gin hit it off, quite well, actually. The two shared a common interest in "photography", as they called it, and often missioned out together for the hottest and raunchiest pics.

And the gratuitous blowjobs in the morning were nice. Even if Kurumu had to come in and give the girls pointers every now and then…

Their favourite sessions were 5-ways with Kurumu and Tsukune in lead.

They were an odd bunch, for sure – but he still adored their geeky mannerisms. And they adored his… Everything else.

(Saturdays…)

And we couldn't forget the Irish Duo, Patty and Moira.

Though they shared their night with every other girl, they got the first few hours free with Tsukune, and they had "dibs" on him for the first love-making sessions. After a few Saturday nights with a drunken Incubus, the harem had decided to put limits on Patty's alcohol-summoning.

That didn't really stop the fiery redhead lass, though. Nothing could come between her, alcohol, and sweet, sweet lovemaking with her monster-man.

(…)

And Ruby was there, too, hanging around the group and making sure they didn't get into too much trouble. She took her payments with Tsukune – with loving little makeout sessions. She vehemently refused to sleep with the boy, platonically or not. Well, for the time being, at least.

The Witch, after settling some fears and anger, had gelled well with the group.

All in all, over the past few weeks, the group was growing stronger and, well… Happier!

Things were looking up, it seemed.

Until…

(…)

It was the crack of dawn, and the Newspaper Group, as gigantic as they were, were handing out their newspapers in an organised manner.

Hundreds of copies were passed out, until Gin was approached by two women in uniforms.

They appeared different from regular school suits – in fact, the two monster-girls who'd approached Gin looked like they were from a private military sect more than anything.

"I thought we warned you before, mutt…" One droned on, with a foolishly brave façade. The other scoffed at the Werewolf and pushed her back.

"Stay off the PSC's turf, and the PSC stays out the Paper Group's hair." The woman spat out the name of the group, and harshly turned away from her angered audience, before leaving.

"Gin? Who were those-"

"It's… I'll explain later." So Gin gathered her group up, and explained, in the privacy of the Newspaper Club's room.

"You let them torture your friends?" The silver-haired Moka asked the Werewolf. Gin snarled at the woman, but was quickly settled by Tsukune. A sombre air hung in the room as the upperclassman tried her best to confide the events.

"The Public Safety Committee is very, very, very dangerous. They have cameras and microphones everywhere around the school. If you do or say anything against them, they'll have video and audio feeds to back it up, and…"

"What?" Yukari edged the Werewolf woman on.

"Don't beat around the bush, Gin. If we know what we're dealing with, we can fight it easier." Saizo did her best to encourage.

"That's the thing – you can't fight them without fighting their entire… Army of lackeys. Kuyo heads the Public Safety Committee, and she is extremely powerful. I hate to say this, b-but…"

"Then don't. We continue business as usual." Flaretta suggested, standing tall and proud. She was more powerful now than she ever was, and it made her feel invincible.

"You're not understanding, the PSC outnumbers us greatly, and they'll do to you what they did to my last group that came through here!" She shouted back, wanting her new friends not to be hurt. She was halted by her lover, who gently caressed her shoulder.

"Gin… I don't want to see any of us get hurt here, but…" He paused and searched for the right words.

"We've got to stand up to these guys. If they're half as bad as you say they are – then we've got to stop them. We're strong enough – and we can stand against them easily."

"But-"

"If we stick up to this threat, that will be one less terror for the rest of the students to deal with. It will be one less terror for any of our younger siblings coming into this school, Gin! We've got to make a stand, because we have the power!" He shouted, becoming quite invigorated. The girls nodded silently and agreed with his points.

"We've got to use our strengths for a good cause!" Akaryu declared, getting an some murmurs of agreement from her sisters.

"Tsukune, I don't want to see you get hurt! Kuyo hates men - she'll make you her number one target!" The Werewolf bit back.

Tsukune smiled at her, as proudly as ever, and hugged her close.

"I'm stronger than I look, Gin…" She bit back her tears and sighed, wondering on their condition.

"…Al… Alright. Business as usual…"

(…)

Things degraded slowly, throughout the course of the day.

The first encounter was with a Jiang Shi – a Hopping Corpse of Chinese legend.

She was flanked on either side by a set of eight henchwomen, all brandishing various clubs. Deshiko, as they later found out, was flaunting her Bo staff.

"My, my, my! And I thought we'd made a big enough example out of the last news crew to come crawling through here..." The Jiang Shi declared as she walked up to the Mokas, and Fan Club crew.

The silver-haired Moka stared her opponent down and smirked.

"Obviously, you failed, zombie." She taunted the woman back.

"Hmm~… You won't be smiling after soon, wench." She got into a battling stance, and sent her goons forward, only to have them taken down surprisingly easily by the Tsukune Fan Club.

With a hilarious look of stupid shock, the formerly Inner Moka stepped forward and reared a kick back at the Jiang Shi.

"And neither will you – know your place!" It was a brutal trading of blows that followed, but after the "Outer" Moka joined her sister in battle, things became bleak for the zombified woman.

Despite revealing her true form, and using her weapon with some furiously toned skill, Deshiko fell easily to the highly-trained group of youngsters. As she took off, swearing and whining all the way, Moka smiled, triumphantly.

"Run! Run and warn your pissant friends that the Newspaper Club is here to stay!" She declared, loving the feeling of freedom from her Rosary.

"And you three – good work." She looked back at the nerdy girls, who thanked her in kind.

(…)

On another front… Things weren't going so well.

Sumae, Tonko, and Shijimi were trying their hardest to find a weak spot in Keito's defences, but were coming up short. Tsukune tried his best to fight without using his monstrous powers, but against such a skilled opponent like the Spider-Woman before them…

He was coming up short.

"Let her go!" He yelled, attempting to strike the giggling woman as she perilously dangled an exhausted Shijimi from the rooftops of Yokai Academy.

Their fight had taken them from the grounds of the academy upwards, and Tsukune had been flung up to be toyed with, it seemed. He'd broken free of his webbed bonds, and had charged once more at the woman.

"Ah-ah-ah! You were warned by your Werewolf bitch not to mess with us, and now you're going to face the consequences!"

"Tonko – double whammy!" Sumae yelled, charging at the agile arachnid-woman. She manoeuvred herself out of the grip of both flying girls, and caught them in her massive, sticky web, with two well-aimed shots.

"Come on... Keito's a little bored with the action here!" She boasted, before slamming the two girls, now cocooned, into each other.

A burning rage ignited within Tsukune's heart.

"Let them go, now!" He yelled to the spider-woman, who laughed at him in a demeaning manner.

"And why should I? Because a whiny little human boy asked me? I'm going to keep knocking you all down until you stay down, Aono! Maybe then you'll all learn to stay out of the PSC's business!" Keito replied, slinging her cocoons so that the Bug Trio dangled precariously over the edge of one of Yokai Academy's towering walls.

Tsukune cursed to himself, and activated the hidden ability within his eyes – the ancient Charm.

"Release my friends, or else!" He yelled, as a final warning. The other girls were stuck fighting their own battle – or out of range for any kind of help.

He was stuck, and he only had one solution that could've saved him, and his friends…

"Oh, shut up! Face it, human – you're powerless to stop me, and you're powerless to help your fucking friends!"

He stared down to the ground, keeping himself steady, and sighed.

'…Damn it… I have no other choice. It's the Bug girls, or a stupid secret…' He harnessed the powerful emotions of anger, and protectiveness within him, and growled deeply.

"THAT IS IT!" Brilliant, burning yokai energy unlike anything any monster woman had seen before, flared around the boy – and there was no mistaking it for anything else.

He was a monster-man

And he'd revealed himself.

The student and teacher audience gathered around them had noticed every detail of his startling transformation – and the burning mark across his heart.

There was no hiding it anymore.

It felt freeing, in an odd sense.

Yet, Tsukune was burdened with the harsh stares he'd received on his first few days, all over again.

Disgust, anger, and awe and wonder filled the onlookers.

Keito, out of shock, let go of her string, which held the Bug Trio in place. Before they could fall from the makeshift web on the rooftops, Tsukune sprouted his Incubi wings instantly, flesh ripping against hardened flesh, and darted for his lovers.

He cradled the three in his arms, and carried them down safely. They too, were at a loss for words, even as they were stood up and unbound. The human-cum-Incubus darted his eyes back to the Spider-woman, and glared at her with a hellish intensity.

"You've toyed with my friends enough, you little pest!" He spat those words out like blackened sulphur on his tongue. His eyes reddened, and his body began to flare up again.

Wings batted in the air, and Keito shook herself from her thoughts.

'K-Kuyo was right! This little bastard IS really an… an-'

"SHIT!" She yelled, flinging some quickly made webs at the boy in an attempt to stop him.

Tsukune crossed his arms over his charge, and immolated any web that got within a meter of him. As he neared Keito, he reared a fist back, and slammed it forward into the transformed Spider-Woman's abdomen harshly, knocking the air out of her lungs.

He was blindingly fast and agile. Every muscle was alight in his body – fuelled by anger and unbridled Yokai energy.

She tumbled backwards, across the cleanly tiled roofs of Yokai Academy. Tsukune hovered above the uneven surface, and glared at the woman again. His wings batted brilliantly behind him, keeping him afloat.

"I've had just about enough of my friends being hurt today. So I will give you one last chance to back down, before I hurt you again." Keito grunted in pain as she stood back up, and caught her breath again.

Her pride sullied, she glared daggers back at the boy and spat on the roofing beneath her 8 limbs.

"…I will not… Back down… Against a lowly… ABOMINATION LIKE YOU!" She yelled out, influenced by her leader's words. She darted towards the boy at unearthly speeds, lashing out against him with all of her spindly and meaty limbs.

Tsukune blocked each blow, and after a few seconds, caught on to Keito's brutish attack method.

He grasped her flailing arms tightly, and brought her face close to his. She was stunned, and shocked at what the boy might've done next.

Yet he only stared at her.

"I'm sorry you feel that way. Perhaps you'll reconsider your opinion of me when you know how it feels to be brutalised!" He yelled at her, before kicking the woman a few times in her unguarded abdomen. She flew backwards again, but regained composure faster than before.

He took a deep breath, and calmed himself.

"I am stronger and faster than you. I can fly, with quite some ease. You have nothing but your webbing, which I can burn through."

"So what!?" She launched at him again, and landed a few successful hits on the boy's flesh. After some mindless punches and stabs at his skin with her sharpened legs, the Spider-Woman noticed that he'd taken no damage from her.

"I can, and will, beat you, Keito. You can either surrender now, or I can hurt you again."

"Shut the fuck up and fight me, you… Demon!" Tsukune chuckled at her words. He could feel the power of his ancestors flow through him – as if as he acted as their paragon.

Half wanting to simply hurt the woman, and half wanting to get back the spider-bitch for hurting his loved ones… He lost control.

"I was reborn in HELLFIRE, Keito!" He gripped two of her spider legs, and channelled ungodly heat through his hands, singeing the woman's appendages harshly.

She screamed in utter agony, and he let go quickly. She retreated, with tears in her eyes, and stared the boy down again. Her limbs had been withered down, and her energy had been sapped from the Incubi's demonic touch.

"Y-you… You're a damned monster!" Keito exclaimed, quickly backing away from the man.

"So I've been told." He glared back at her, deeply regretting burning the woman as badly as he did. She scaled the walls of Yokai Academy downwards, and hid from the man.

And as she fled, as the crowd looked on in horror… A presence made itself known to him. A surge of brilliantly evil power enshrouded his own hellish aura.

A victorious, lowly laugh was heard.

"Tsukune Aono… I'm placing you under arrest." She willed the smile off her face as the angered boy turned to look at her.

"Under whose jurisdiction? And for what!?" He spat back at her.

She reigned in her disgust at seeing him, a male, within the boundaries of her Academy, and executed the second-to-last step of her plan.

"The Public Safety Committee's. And, as I can tell from the disgusting things protruding from your back… I'm also placing you under student's arrest for revealing your monstrous nature."

"That's bullshit, and you know it. What of the other students here who've morphed into their forms before? Keito was fighting me for a while in her own."

"Call me cock-eyed, but I couldn't see her. She was too busy scrambling away from a monstrous sight such as yourself to reveal herself to me." He scoffed at her words.

"What if I refuse?" Tsukune dared the woman.

She cracked a most vile smile at him, and clicked her fingers. Dotted across the rooftops were Tsukune's friends, surrounded by many of Kuyo's lackeys, all wearing matching uniforms.

"Then I'm afraid your friends will suffer, Mister Aono. Come with me peacefully, and they will not be hurt." His sight wished death upon the woman, most painful, and she smiled deeply again.

"I must say, they're stronger than they appear. Most of my women fell trying to capture them all. And I thought that Werewolf had told you to stay out of our business?" She teased him.

"Will they be released?"

"I'm afraid not, Mister Aono. For if they know it or not, your friends have been conspiring with a known… Monster-man… And as such, they must be questioned, like yourself." He quickly read her emotions, and evened his expression out.

"Questioned, or killed?" She simply shrugged her shoulders at him, putting on a fake-innocent look that made him sick to his stomach.

"You know the consequences of revealing your… Monster form, Mister Aono. And as a student, you've agreed to be subject to these consequences." He shook his head, and sighed.

"…Then take me in." His mind was quick, and flurrying, attempting to come up with a counter-plan to this Yoko's…


A/N: what the fuck is my life

If you like stories of people having sex with monster-women, then check out my other two stories, where people have sex with monster women! (Daily Life With A Monster Girl Oneshots, and The (Not So) Dynamic Duo).