Me: *walks up* Yo everybody! Glad to be back, sorry this took so long-

*tackled by pink and silver blur*

Ura&omote: Where were you!?

Me: *Knocked unconscious*….

Ura: Oh no you don't! You're not getting off the hook that easily!*picks him up and shakes him*wake up!

Omote: uh…. Will that help?

Ura: maybe*Slings him onto shoulder* get things started, I'll handle this *waves to audience* good to see you all again, it's been a while *carries him to door marked 'kitchen'*

Omote: uh…..*turns to audience* it's nice to see you all again, so sorry about the wait. Since he's not around to do the disclaimer, I will do it for him. Ahem, Josue does not own Rosario Vampire, its characters and storyline belong to their respective owners and companies. He only owns the story ideas and OC's *hears pounding sound and scream come from kitchen*…. I hope we he's ok

Ch. 10

Normal POV

Moka and Kurumu stood in the headmaster's office; said person sitting behind his desk in a large, over stuffed looking, black leather chair. He sat leaned forward with his elbows on the desk and hands folded in front of him in a thinking manner. He was trying to think of what to say to the two girls without revealing too much. Finally he decided to speak, clearing his throat to make sure he had their full attention. "You two wish to know why young mister Reyes is in such a condition; am I right?" He knew they wanted to know, this was just his way of getting the conversation started. The two simply nodded, waiting for him to continue. "To put it simply, his power is, in a manner of speaking, unstable." He saw the shock on their faces. He also sensed they had questions and raised his hand to stop them before they had a chance to speak. "Please wait till I finish my explanation." He saw the girls bite back their words. "As I was saying, his power is, in a way, unstable. However it only becomes unstable at random times each month. Any other time his power is a force to be reckoned with. It always happens twice a month, but never in a row; he has always had, at least, a one week recovery period between each unstable period. But, it never comes out this fast or fierce, there is always a build up to it, which means something is wrong. Now, any questions?" he looked at each girl and waited.

Kurumu was first to speak up. "How do you know so much about this?" this question was also on Moka's mind. The Headmaster just looked at her and said.

"He has suffered this "illness" as you could call it, in a place I created, so I should know what happens in said place." He was trying not to reveal too much to them. Moka spoke up next

"What kind of monster is he that it would cause something like this?" this, the two really wanted to know. Mikogami just leveled a hard stare at her and responded.

"I cannot answer that."

-Elsewhere- Paradise

Bloody light rose in a column of sheer power in paradise, digging into the crater below and making it a little bigger. The giant wolves stood before it in the air, winds roaring around them, as if it tried to escape the area where the light touched. Below the earth seemed to actually rise and form walls at the very edge of the pillar, rising high to at least 10 stories high. Spikes blasted out from the outside, as if to protect it. The alpha noticed this and turned to his fellow comrades. "Things are escalating quickly, faster than they should. I fear the young one may be going through a sped up version of his trial." Many of them looked at each other with a mixture of concern and confusion, as this has never happened before, but none looked more concerned than the dark brown female. "If this is true, we must also act fast, the earth below is already beginning to form the fortress. It will not be long till the other elements interfere. We must act now!" With those words, the wolves spread out and began to take different positions around the pillar. The alpha turned and looked down at the center of the power, focusing on a single dark spot.

Inside the light Josue was floating in a laying position, blood and open wounds covering his entire body, each closing and opening in an unnatural way. Some even continued to bleed after the skin was closed. He writhed around in pain and screaming, never seeming to get a moments rest. But he knew there was still one more to come. Yes, he could feel it, building up inside of him and seeming to center on his back, where the large scar remained untouched. He has experienced this his whole life, since as far back as he could remember, but not once this quickly. It always started the same way, him getting a small fever, which never happened since he never got sick, then slowly escalating till his body randomly spasmed in pain and he coughed up blood from time to time. Then it would get to the point where he couldn't even move from the pain and come close to choking on his own blood, any wound he had would reopen then close. Then….well he couldn't find any way to explain it, but his power would go haywire and he would end up like he is now. But it all happened over the span of a week, never on a single day.

Part of him wondered if the sudden shock to his system and quickness would kill him, but with how close to death this always puts him and then coming back, the thought was dismissed. He was surprised he could think at all with all the pain. Then it spiked and his mind went blank, screaming out in pain as he could feel the edges of his largest scar begin to rip open slowly. Back outside the wolves were all set up and waited for their leaders signal. The alpha wasted no time when he saw the pillar begin to destabilize and howled out, the others following suite. Their own pillars of power erupted from them high into the sky, matching the bloody color of the teens. They all took a step forward in unison and watched as their power tried subduing his, it thrashing about in rebellion at the attempted submission. But it seemed to be working as it began to slowly, and stubbornly, narrow. But not without trying to push back fiercely. Inside, Josue's scar started opening a little more and was to his shoulder blade and above his pelvis. One could see bone and muscle tissue.

-Elsewhere- Back on Youkai

"What do you mean you can't answer?" Moka asked.

"Did you forget already Ms. Akashiya? It's against school rules for students to know other students true forms." He had them there, and they knew it. He had answered all he said he would answer, the conversation was done. "I have now told you all that I said I would tell you." He got up and made his way toward the door, opening it from the side. "Now if you girls could kindly leave now I have some work to do." The look and tone he gave them told them that he would answer no more questions. And the girls still had questions to ask him. The two glanced at each other with a tense look, Kurumu more than Moka, and began walking towards the door. The headmaster just stood there silently, letting the girls pass by with quite possibly more questions than answers than they arrived with. Moka stopped just outside of the door and turned back toward the office, hoping to get one more answer.

"Headmaster, can you at least take us to him?" she was hoping to at least get one more answer from him. He just looked at her blankly before answering.

"No." he then quickly closed the door before she could ask anything more.

-Elsewhere- Back on Paradise

The scar on his back was almost fully open, the muscle tissue on the inside tearing as well and the bone beginning to crack. Ear piercing screams leave his mouth, the wound continued to open at an agonizingly slow pace till it reached a certain point, then bursting open in an unpleasant scene of a geyser comprised of blood, muscle, bone, and bits of entrails. At that point, down below, a large tree had grown directly below him somehow and was twisting up in his direction, branches seeming to reach up for him. As he screamed his last scream before he finished losing the bottom half of his lungs his power seemed to vanish, leaving only red wisps to disappear and an unconscious teen free falling headfirst.

At some mysterious cue, the branches shot up toward him, along with water that seemed to be coming from an unknown source. The stone walls below had reach an alarming height, flames igniting from nothing atop its walls as spike jutted out from them. The water had reached him first and formed a sphere around him, and then strong arctic winds blew around it, freezing the outer layer of water to a perfect ball, quickly turning red from the blood. The tree had at last reached and its branches seem to wrap themselves around the, now red, orb. It was a darkly beautiful scene, the elements working together and centering on a single, mysterious, entity drenched in its own blood. The wolves still standing in the sky looked down upon the newly formed structure, all but one panting from the energy battle.

"It is done." The Alpha stated "The Fortress has risen; now we must wait."

Back at Youkai Academy, Moka and Kurumu had gone back to the dorm, both physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted. Both were so out of it that they didn't even realize that their rooms were on the same floor. At least Moka didn't since Kurumu, having come over earlier from her dorm to attack Moka, already knew were the pinkette slept. Kurumu briefly glanced over at her as she opened the door to her shared dorm and walked in, the edges of her bubblegum hair the last thing she saw before she too entered her dorm. Upon entering, Kurumu was greeted by the vast pink and fluffiness that is her room. Frills and stuffed animals decorated the majority, but all that mattered to her was getting to her bed and getting some rest. On the other side of the wall Moka planned the same; her hair lay sprawled on the bed like pink creeks as she stared up at the ceiling, her eyes showing fatigue and confusion. She clutched the roots given to her by the headmaster to her chest, as if comforting her. Kurumu was in a similar position, though she was holding a pillow instead. As both girls stared blankly at the ceiling, their minds going over the events of the day, the unknown memories returned to their minds, causing them to cling tighter to their respective objects. The young boy they see, standing there faceless and unknown, seemed to give them a sense of comfort and safety, which unfortunately only added to their confusion. They felt as if they know him, as if they were old friends, but this was the first time he has ever appeared in their memories, they both could remember their childhood relatively clearly, aside from a few moments being fuzzy. In annoyed frustration at the memory, Kurumu turned to her side, her back facing the wall separating her from Moka, and curled into herself, closing her eyes in hopes of getting some rest. On the other side Moka had done the same, though still choosing to hold on to the roots and her back to the wall that separated her from the busty bluenette.

Both could feel the sweet embrace of sleep begin to creep up on them, and as they slowly began to let their consciousness slip into sweet oblivion, two questions crawled into their minds. "What are these memories? And just who exactly is that boy?" Neither of the girls could stay awake any longer, and both slipped in to a peaceful sleep, unaware of each other's similar situation, and of the events to come.

-Headmaster's office-

Tenmei Mikogami was not a man to worry easily, being a Dark Lord like himself and one meant to keep peace between the monster and human world, it was very difficult for one such as him to be disturbed in any way and on any level. Being a former warrior that fought in the battles to bring order to the monster world made it all the more difficult. So to him, managing a high school full of teenagers was not something that could dent his armor of calm easily. However, that was not the reason he was lightly pacing in his office right now, no. The reason Tenmei was worried was for one thing and one thing only, well, more like person. And that one person was one Josue Reyes. Tenmei stopped pacing and stood looking out the large window in his dimly lit office, face, or what could be seen of it, seemed to be contorted in an expression of worried thought. He watched as the students he was responsible for walked off campus and began heading towards their respective dorms, making idle chit chat and other such things that accompanied their daily lives at this monster school.

This did nothing to calm the Headmaster down but it was a habit of his to look at his large office window whenever he needed to contemplate on something that required his utmost attention. "What am I to do? Despite having read all the reports and even being there for when these happen, I am still helpless to help the young boy. And now, even after preparing for when it does come, I did not expect for one to happen so quickly. Not even he mentioned anything like this in the information he left me." The headmaster turned slightly to look at his large oak desk and looked over the folders of the information he had the boys teachers write for him on his progress and abilities whenever they finished training him in paradise as a child. Next to the piles of papers was a highly polished, flat, black box about the size of a dinner plate. The midday sun reflected off its highly polished surface, redirecting it towards the old telephone that sat on the opposite corner that the box stood at. The headmaster just stared at the black box, the look of thought still on his face as he fully turned towards it, the light from the phone catching his attention and he quickly glimpsed at it. "Wait a second." The Headmaster thought as he turned towards the phone, his look of thought changed to one of realization. "There's one other person who could be of help in this situation. That person is closer to him than any of us are, and even though I can get to him easily, they will be able keep him in at least a manageable state when he awakens." With that last thought, he walked over to the phone, picked up the receiver and began putting in a number he knew all too well. "And luckily that family works for me."

-Human World (America)-

A bell rang as students hurried out of their classes, eager to get home after a day at school. Walking, shoving, and running their way to the exits and their freedom. However one student remained in her classroom, taking her time in putting away her supplies and making sure they were organized. Once satisfied with her organization she slung her messenger bag over shoulder and walked out of class, waving goodbye to the teacher as she walked out. She walked through the hallway calmly, eyes forward and silent as she passed by classrooms, teachers packing, and floating students talking with one another about god knows what. She was quite pretty, fair pale skin without a blemish and stunning light green eyes. Her flowing white hair reached the small of her back, as white and pure as freshly falling snow on a mountain. Her long bangs framed her face perfectly, only the ones on the left pulled behind her ear to reveal a dirty silver earring in the shape of a wing hanging and swinging to her footsteps. Her outfit consisted of a sleeveless sapphire dress that starts at her chest and ends right above her knees, a black belt wrapped around her midsection, adding some accent to her lovely curves but letting her move comfortably, on her feet where simple but nice dark brown sandals that wrapped halfway up her shins.

As she stepped outside towards the parking lot, she had taken the route that led directly to the front of the school, and the parking lot, she looked around till she found what she was looking for. She walked over to the black sedan and opened the door, climbing in and flashing a beautiful smile at the driver. "Hi dad, sorry for the wait, had to wait for the crowd to thin out." Her voice was smooth and melodious, calming to any who heard it.

The driver, now identified as her father, gave her a smile back, his hair was the same white as his daughter, though despite this, he appeared to only be in his late twenties, at first glance they would appear to be siblings. "It's alright sweetheart, how was school?" The girl just buckled herself in as she answered.

"Same as always, nothing really special happened. Like usual, I keep finishing before everyone else." She sounded bored, leaning back in her seat. Her father just chuckled, turning the car on and taking off, the two rode in comfortable silence the whole way. The car pulled up to a nice and simple, two story home. The two exited the car as the garage door began to close behind them, walking inside their home as the door closed. The young girl made her way inside and headed for the stairs, stopping only to nod in the confirmation of dinner being late on the account of her mother having to work late tonight. She made it to the top of the stares and turned right, going for the first door in her way. She calmly opened the door and walked in, greeted by the sight of her room. The primary color of her room was a deep sapphire blue, matching her dress, her favorite one to wear. Her walls had intricate green designs going across them like vines. Her bed was also covered by deep blue bed sheets and a sky blue pillow. She dropped her backpack near her bed and sat down on it, sinking from how soft and plush it was. She reached down and proceeded to untie her sandals from her feet, setting them neatly off to the side once done.

She looked around her room in a lazy, yet comfortable, stare. It didn't have much in it besides a deep oak colored shelf next to her window that was filled with mostly books and the occasional item. Next to her closet was a pure white work desk with a lamp and various other utensils essential for work; eventually though, her eyes drifted to the one item on her desk that stood out from the rest off her blue room. It was a dark red picture frame standing at the back left corner of the desk, the picture it contained was one of her from a few years back, though the only difference was her hair was just passed her shoulders, smiling shyly while holding up her left hand in the peace sign, the background was that of a arcade. A glare from the window to her left prevented the other person to be seen entirely, just showing it to be taller than her and male, if the large tan arm across her shoulder was any indication. The only other part of the male that could be seen was his wide toothy smile and part of his upper body.

The girl couldn't help but smile upon seeing this picture, memories flooding back of that day and of her closest and most precious friend. She giggled cutely upon remembering his goofy antics that day, it was his birthday but she could not find a suitable gift for him in time, and felt bad. So he had done many funny, and slightly dumb, things to try and cheer her up. Needless to say it worked, as being with him always made her smile, and watching him snort chili flakes was bonus. She was a little mad that he did that, and upon scolding him and asking why, he replied "cuz being the goofy one, I have too. And plus, it got you to stop being sad." The smile he gave her broke her annoyance and she couldn't help but smile. But quickly get worried again when he did it again, his other friend challenging him to see who could withstand it the most. She sighed and shook her head slightly "Boys will be boys I guess." Though the small smile on her face indicated there was no negativity in her words. She leaned back in her bed, enjoying the cushiony and cloud like feeling as she sunk in. Her mind focused on her friend, wondering when the next time she will get to see him will be. Despite the two being so close, they rarely get to see one another as her family's work keeps them constantly going around. She always misses him, and she knows he misses her as well. It's only understandable; the two had been together since grade school, always together and always having fun.

The girl let out a lonely sigh, her hand reaching up and lightly touching the silver earring she wore, it jingled slightly to her touch. It was her most prized possession, it was the first gift he had given her, and he had somehow made it, it was his way to symbolize their friendship. He had a matching wing he always kept on his person, saying that if either ever feel lonely, to just hold the wing and let it jingle, the sound would carry to the other and let the wing take flight. She smiled warmly as she remembered the way he explained it. It was surprisingly poetic for a boy, especially since they were barely 9 when he gave it to her. But she wasn't surprised afterwards; she knows that despite his attitude, he was very sensitive. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander on her memories of them; happiness and tranquility were the main emotions she felt. Alas, here happiness was interrupted by her father knocking on her door, the knocking sounding hurried and urgent. She quickly got up and opened the door, still smiling, and looked at her father. Her smile faded when she saw the serious/ worried look her father had; in his hand was the house phone.

"It's for you." His tone was serious, a slight edge to it. He slowly handed the phone to her "It's about 'him'…. It's an emergency…..something unforeseen has happened." The girls' eyes widen in shock and fear, her green orbs looking down at the phone in her father's hand in worry.

"Oh no, what could have happened!?" her mind raced with a million thoughts of worry and possibilities that got worse with each passing second. She quickly shook her head, trying to rid herself of those thoughts. She took a deep breath to calm herself and reached for the phone, taking it carefully and wearily, almost as if it was some sort of creature ready to strike. She put the device to her ear and shakily asked. "H-hello?" her soft pink lips pursed as she waited for a response. The voice that replied was deep, a little cryptic sounding. It was a voice she was all too familiar with, so when she heard an unfamiliar tone of worry in it, her fears and worry only climbed.

"Something has happened; it is something that troubles me deeply. I need you to come here as quickly as possible. I am sending a vehicle to your home now. It concerns him and his condition, and I fear your presence will be needed. Please hurry and prepare." And after that last sentence, the call ended. The girl shakily pulled the phone away from her ear, the device falling out of her hand and landing with a thud on her carpeted floor. Her father placed his hands on her shoulders, shaking her slightly to get her responsive again, and because he wanted her to tell him what had happened.

"What's the matter? What has happened?" he questioned her, his worry growing at his daughters' silence. She finally came out of her shock when her father stopped, causing her earring to jingle and bring her back to reality. She looked at her father with a look of fearful worry, only able to get out a few words.

"I'm going to the academy, something has happened to him."

Me:…..*sitting in chair with bandages around face and hands*…*glaring at Ura*…

Ura: What?

Me: you know what! Hitting me in the head with a meat hammer wasn't the best way to wake me up!

Ura: that's why I put your hands in a waffle iron

Me: That's not any better! * fumes*

Ura: oh stop whining and just explain yourself already, where were you?

Me: *sighs* if you must now, I was still in school when I first posted this story, everything was going well, but the work load picked up and I had to get more serious. Luckily I graduated but I also gotta get more serious with life. So I've been preoccupied with some other stuff. Now I can write to this without the block in mind anymore. But the updates will most likely be random, since it all depends when I can

Omote: but you'll still be writing?

Me: of course, it's my passion; I just gotta put it down sometimes so I can focus on other things that need my attention as well. And I missed you both as well

Omote: we missed you too

Ura: whatever

Omote: don't be that way ura-chan, you were freaking out when he stopped visiting for the first year

Ura: Yeah, but he's not supposed to know that! *blush*

Me: aww, I missed you too

Ura: *looms over him*

Me:…. Run?

Ura: run

Me: *books it like a bat outta hell while Night of nights is playing*see you all next time!~

Ura: get back here! I'll out you through a meatgrinder!

Me: rephrase that please!