Merry Christmas, everybody. And fun fact, it's also the one year anniversary of this story being first uploaded. We went from 113 of you to 12,350 of you. Holy crap. This story has become huge, thanks to you all.
It's been a long time in the making... and we're finally halfway through the story. That's right, halfway. We're not done with you people by a long shot! Be ready for a few omake chapters before the beginning of part two.
It's gonna be one hell of a ride.
Also, IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT. This will probably be my last major update for at least 7.5 weeks, as I will be leaving my home and going to Basic Training for that period of time. I'm joining the Air Force, and will not be able to write for some time. So, I'll be moving from Texas to California, and it's gonna be crazy leaving home. So thank you guys for your patience, but I will not quit on you!
The response from the last chapter was amazing. I was nervous because of how big the chapter was, but you guys ate it up. So thank you, and I will continue to deliver.
So... the Final Trial begins at last...
Also, mature content ahead, might be a bit lemony for you all... you're welcome ;)
Chapter 14: Epiphany and a Vampire
The bus ride back to the Academy was long, especially to Moka Aono. Not in the sense that it took forever to go back to the Academy, which it did indeed. It was long in the fact that this time she was going back without Tsukune next to her.
Even though he'd been unconscious during the last ride on the bus, he was still there with her. She could feel him, smell him, see him. Even now, if she imagined holding her husband, it was enough to make her want to cry.
The other girls felt the same, albeit not as severely. Kurumu fidgeted with her fingers while Mizore buried herself in a book that Apollo had given her from his study. Ruby was going over some leftover school work with Kokoa, who couldn't stop growling at her.
But Yukari couldn't stop staring at the Succubus. It was hard for her not to see Kurumu in a different light, not after what she'd overheard...
Kurumu was still unconscious after the efforts given to her by the doctor and nurses following her sudden loss of blood due to Tsukune's unrestrained appetite. Just one bite it seemed was enough to drain her, but she was going to live. Ageha had arrived unannounced to check up on her daughter, was visually relieved to see that the worst was over, and was now tending to her daughter as she lay in the infirmary.
Mizore had recovered from her own bite; having been saved by Apollo before she ended up in a similar precarious state. After assuring her mother that she was indeed alright, the Yuki-Onna had been locked into discussion about Apollo and why he had seemed so familiar.
Yukari, Moka, Kokoa and Ruby had been quiet the whole time and talked amongst themselves as they noticed Mizore leave the chamber after Tsurara had suggested that she investigate the estate and find her own answers.
"I really wish I could've told her sooner." Tsurara sighed as she sat down on one of the extra beds. "Ancestor had sworn me to secrecy until a time such as now..." the room immediately turned on the yuki-onna.
"Ancestor?" Yukari asked curiously as Tsurara looked towards the door.
"Apollo." The Yuki-Onna responded. As she said that, nearly everyone's jaw dropped. The only person who seemed unsurprised was Ageha.
"The Emperor's your ancestor!? Then that means..." Yukari blurted. Moka especially looked stunned at the notion that one of her rivals was indeed descended from her grandfather.
"He never even told me..." Moka muttered.
"It was a sworn secret, to everyone, including everyone down the family line until we're old enough to learn the truth... though there were many who were more then willing to dismiss the secret entirely." Tsurara explained as she sat regally. "I've been the first to accept the truth in quite a few generations actually."
"I suppose that makes two of us..." Ageha suddenly offered, turning everyone's head.
"Don't tell me that you and Kurumu are..." Moka hesitated, much to the Succubus' nervous laugh.
"Not quite as 'directly' related, no." Ageha offered. "Apollo's latest wife...his queen, was my den sister..." she paused and looked down at her daughter's face as she gently caressed her cheek. "Miyu... was everything to me: my sister, my teacher, my best friend. She'd won Apollo's heart and I'd like to say she understood him more then any other lucky girl to tumble under the covers with him."
Although she didn't show it, Ruby felt uncomfortable with the story, especially when it came to Miyu being so close to the man who she... did she dare think that she could... love?
"We Succubae make it our mission in life to know just about everything about our destined one and whatever she knew that we don't, it was enough for her to declare him." Ageha chuckled a little before wiping away a tear.
"What happened?" Kokoa offered, perhaps a little too directly, garnering her a bedpan to the head. Ageha seemed like a deer in headlights, but Yukari guessed that was just because she was worried about her daughter.
"In the year that you were all born, my Queen... passed away, giving birth to what I am told was a daughter." Apollo's voice broke the pregnant silence as he stood in front of the chamber entrance.
"Oh, Grandfather..." Moka said softly. "I'm so sorry."
Apollo smiled weakly. "I am too, child. But such is life, as we all know very well. It does not ask for our permission as for when it begins nor ends."
He smiled at Ageha, then looked at the girls. "Would you all mind terribly if you could give Ageha and I a few moments to ourselves? I apologize for intruding."
Moka smiled. "Not at all! We'll be in the Parlor if you need us."
She stood quickly, and looked at the others. "Come on, guys!'
But before they could leave, they heard a weak, yet familiar voice. "W... where are you going?"
They turned suddenly, and Ageha gasped softly as her daughter struggled to sit up straight. She still seemed a little groggy, but Yukari could tell that she was definitely going to be okay.
"Kurumu, baby, lay back down." Ageha said quickly. "You need to rest more."
"Mom, I'm fine." She managed to lower her legs over the side of the bed, and looked up at Apollo. "So... what you were talking about... it's true? Are you... really my uncle?"
Ageha suddenly became nervous, drawing a questioning look from her daughter. Apollo winced slightly, but kept smiling. "When did you hear that, child?"
"I heard you just now..." She groaned. "So, is it true?
Apollo bit his lip, then nodded. "Yes, child. It is."
"Then why did you hide it?" Kurumu said, sadness in her voice. "If you were family, why didn't you tell me?"
Apollo seemed pained, but he continued. "I have not necessarily avoided the subject, but rather I was waiting for a more appropriate timing to reveal this to you. I was planning on telling you once you were more rested, but I suppose that now is as good a time as any, seeing as you have become privy to this information.
"Now, I hate to ask, but your mother and I need to discuss some private matters. I can have a servant bring a wheelchair over and you can go with your friends to the Parlor and find something on TV, hmmm?"
Kurumu nodded, then opened her arms wide. Apollo seemed shocked, but slowly found himself drawn into her embrace. A look of bliss overcame him, and Apollo hugged her back. The others stared in wonder at the Harbinger, who seemed to be the happiest person in the world.
After the servant brought the wheelchair and they wheeled Kurumu out, Yukari went to close the doors behind them. But before she did, she heard one last bit of dialogue between the two of them.
"Thank you for not revealing it, Apollo." Ageha offered meekly as she looked down, Apollo gently lifted her chin with a sad smile.
"For Miyu's sake." Apollo offered. "And for her's."
Yukari's eyes widened, her lips tightened and she shook her head to dismiss the notion.
"Are you alright shrimp?" Kurumu teased as she looked over her shoulder. Yukari almost choked as she looked at the Succubus.
"Y-yeah, I'm good!" Yukari nervously chuckled.
All Yukari could do, though it was hard, was acknowledge that she had eavesdropped and would resolve to respect the wishes of Ageha and Apollo for it to remain unsaid. Still, the young witch had found a whole new side to her close friend and rival, much more then just the difference between their chest size.
The crowd roared excitedly as Tsukune and Apollo traded blows, seemingly at an impasse. Neither could land a blow, and it seemed like they were evenly matched to the untrained eye. But those that knew what to look for could see the experimental step to the left, the almost imperceptible shift in directions as they poked each others defenses and trying to find the flaws in their offensive. And those that were experts could clearly see that Apollo was toying with Tsukune.
Tsukune knew this as well, as he blocked one of Apollo's punches, deflecting it to the side with a gesture and throwing a jab towards Apollo's midsection. Apollo, in return, countered and twisted his body to deliver a vicious roundhouse kick to Tsukune's head.
But the vampire's head wasn't there anymore, as he ducked and managed to sweep Apollo's leg, upturning his balance and causing him to fall to the ground. Tsukune aimed an elbow drop, but the Harbinger was no longer there when he landed. Tsukune realized his greediness and barely managed to hurl himself forward before Apollo dropped his heel at the space the vampire had once been.
The crowd cheered, and Apollo grinned fiercely. "You will not succeed in your endeavor if you do not press forward, young Aono."
Tsukune smiled. "Well, I don't want to rush in blindly. That would end badly for me. You're more skilled than I am."
"An admirable notion." Apollo nodded, then dashed forward and delivered a flurry of punches, all of which Tsukune easily dodged. "However, in the real world, your opponent will not wait for you! Where is your ability to think on your feet that I have so heard about?"
Tsukune gritted his teeth, but kept his calm. Apollo was testing him, trying to stir his head up. He had to remember all the teachings from Apollo's journal...
He had to analyze his opponent's style, as well as keep in mind the opponent's temperament...
But the way Apollo fought didn't match up with his personality... So why was he...?
Tsukune's eyes widened. He'd been right. Who's personality did the fighting style that Apollo was currently using fit most?
It was his own. Apollo was forcing Tsukune to fight himself, in a very real sense. But why...?
Apollo smiled as Tsukune retaliated viciously, managing to read ahead of a few of Apollo's blows. "You finally see your situation, it seems. Now, push on and seize your victory, if you can!"
Tsukune gritted his teeth, and with determination, pushed forward with an old technique: The Muei-Tou Yamakiri. As the blade of light appeared along his arm, he lunged forward and swiped at Apollo's midsection.
Apollo's eyes widened in surprise, but then grinned with glee. "So Tohou taught you that technique then? It seems you have put your own twist on it, as well. So, in a way, it is a new technique in and of itself, no longer for defense but for offense."
Apollo's smile grew even wider. "Let us see how well it fares against one of equal, if not greater, power!"
Apollo's form blurred, and Tsukune's eyes widened in alarm. The Jigen-Tou! Tsukune thought. Oh fuck, it's over.
But Tsukune's body reacted instantly, his arm moving at almost the same dizzying speed and managed to catch his attack within his blade. Tsukune gazed at himself in shock, but kept the momentum going, twisting his arm so the blades would force Apollo's arm downward. He threw another fist towards the Harbinger's midsection, but again it missed and Apollo managed to twist his own body to deliver a devastating heel kick to the side of Tsukune's face.
Tsukune felt his head explode with pain, reeling back and barely managing to dodge a consecutive string of punches from Apollo.
"You're wide open!" Apollo's hand blurred once more, this time at point blank range...
Can't be helped, I guess...
Tsukune did something he hadn't been able to do in forever... He touched that one particular node in the back of his mind that throbbed with power.
He felt heat rising off of his body as he transformed into his Shinsai form, and he summoned a small burst of yokai energy into his hand as he slapped away the oncoming attack, using the yokai to bounce the attack away from him.
The audience oohed and aahed at the sudden transformation, then cheered as they realized that the two might get serious after all.
"Resorting to your powers already?" Apollo frowned.
"Was I not supposed to?" Tsukune frowned.
"That is not important at this stage. Continue, young Aono." Apollo dashed forward once again, this time summoning his own yokai to counter the young Vampire's.
Tsukune could tell by Apollo's tone that perhaps he was disappointed at his eagerness to turn to his own unique abilities, but he couldn't focus on that now, as Apollo was no longer playing around. The Harbinger's yokai made the air hum, and his skin tingled at the close proximity. Tsukune decided to fall back and watch his opponent for a bit, so he could find an opening in his defense.
Truth be told, there wasn't one. It looked like Apollo had taken his fighting style and perfected it. But Tsukune had only one advantage, and that was the fact that it was his own style, so he could at least try and predict the attacks.
A punch went by Tsukune's head, and another that could've easily taken Tsukune's head off, had he not honed his reaction speed through Apollo's daunting training methods. Apollo attempted to turn the missed blow into a grapple, but Tsukune noticed it instantly and ducked, moving to the side so that he could land a blow to Apollo's midsection.
And yet again, Apollo seemed to predict the predictions, or perhaps only predicting Tsukune's movements. That's because he blocked it, and threw a three hit combo Tsukune's way. The first two were normal blows, yet the third blow, a right hook towards his ribs, was packed with enough yokai to shatter his bones upon contact.
Tsukune had to keep that punch from connecting, but he was in a bad position to do so, as Apollo had somehow managed to back him against a wall. He looked around him, but there was no easy way out. Apollo had full control over their surroundings, his attacks being able to freely connect regardless of where Tsukune would be able to maneuver in that space of time. So, he had to do something different.
And he had to do it quick.
"He's doing extremely well." Cornelia mused softly, watching the young Vampire's duel with her Superior and Lord.
"Kid's got some moves, I'll give him that." Xerxes said. "But the Lord is right. He's playing more of an analytical defensive-offensive position. He's not fighting as he used to."
"And how would you know that?" Cornelia looked at him curiously.
"I managed to get permission from Lord Apollo to go through some of Eris' reports concerning his adventures." Xerxes crossed his arms. "He's got one hell of a track record. Discovered the existence of monsters his first year of high school, and somehow survived in Yokai Academy without anyone finding out about him being a human. The Princess found him out of course, and later his other friends. But he managed to survive for the longest time, partially in thanks to their efforts.
"Then a fox demon found him out, and ended up turning the school against him and almost succeeded in killing him in the process. But Moka saved him and he briefly gained some vampiric abilites in order to save her. After a few instances that required that, he became a ghoul, and Tenmei intervened, instead of killing him like he should have. Then the whole instance with Fairy Tale happened, and he and the girls took on an entire army, and following that he and the Princess took on Alucard himself. And then he killed an entire horde of Wendigo by himself, in five minutes flat at that."
Xerxes grinned. "Kid's got some talent, nobody can deny that. But he's no match for our Lord."
"He's going too easy on him right now." Timaeus grumbled. "And the vampire isn't even trying."
"Well, can you blame him, Timaeus?" Ramses chuckled softly, leaning against the railing briefly. "The child is hopelessly out of his league. He's trying to play it careful, but at this rate he won't win. He needs to change his tactic if he wants to have a chance at pulling this off, which he very well may do."
"You're putting that much faith in him, Ramses?" Xerxes asked, surprised.
"All I'm saying is he has a chance." Ramses smiled. "Not much of one, but at certain times you have to count on that one chance, no matter how slim it is. If there's anything our great Leader and Lord has taught us, it's that even a mouse can topple a God, if they apply themselves with enough skill and thought."
"I think you put too much faith in him, Ramses." Timaeus frowned. "I thought you were the smartest of us."
"I am," Ramses grinned. "And you can only focus on what is in front of you, instead of taking all the facts in and not relying on a biased opinion. I thought you were the greatest of us?"
Timaeus would not allow himself to fall to yet another of the General's typical taunts; challenging as that was, as the oldest of the four had a knack for making his way under the skin of those he debated. The General simply dismissed the taunt with a silent huff and continued to observe the fight.
Cornelia gave both of them a pointed look, as Ramses casually sat back down. "This isn't the time for your squabbles. Lord Apollo is having an important duel with his student, and we should respect that. Besides..." She gave a small smile, which was very rare. "I'm rather invested in this fight as well."
Timaeus responded with a lift of his eyebrow as he continued to observe the match. "Is that so...?"
A sudden and seemingly impossible situation quickly flipped on it's head. They gasped, and Ramses and Cornelia smiled while Timaeus blinked in surprise.
Xerxes roared with laughter. "Now, THIS is better than I could've hoped for!"
Moka opened the door to her new room, and was met by a very nostalgic sight. Tsukune's guitar still hung on the wall, still connected to his pedal and the amp. She chuckled softly, slightly irked that he'd ignored her repeated concerns that he might damage his equipment that way, if somebody managed to trip over the cables. She quickly disconnected everything and put them away in their appropriate places.
As she closed the drawer, she quickly took note of the stack of boxes that were piled on the other side of the room, and realized that was probably her stuff from her old room. She smiled softly, feeling heat rising in her face. It was really coming true, wasn't it? She and Tsukune were a married couple, and would be living together for the rest of their lives. She had to slap herself at times still, to make sure she wasn't dreaming. How she'd imagined this day for so long...
...hopefully the tips Beth had given her would help out for when Tsukune came home...
She clapped her hands happily. "Okay, then." She spoke to herself. "Time to start acting like a wife and prepping the house, hmmm?"
She quickly set to unpacking their belongings, putting some of her clothes in unused drawers, and found the picture of her and Tsukune in Tokyo. She smiled and briefly hugged the picture frame, whispering soft words of love and encouragement, hoping that some of them would slip through their Bond and reach him. She started to set the picture on the nightstand, then frowned as she realized there was already a picture on there.
When she saw what it was, she wanted to cry. "Oh, Tsukune... how did I not see this before?"
It was a picture of them in their first ear of high school, the day that Omote had let Moka out for a day. It was a picture of her blushing and trying to look indifferent as Tsukune was eating the pie she'd made for him. She had no idea how he'd gotten the photo taken, or why he kept it, because she thought her hair looked awful in that photo. But it was a small nod, showing that Tsukune had cared deeply for her even back then. Perhaps she'd been the only one he'd liked the whole time? She'd ask him later perhaps... or maybe not. She was his forever now, and that's all she cared about.
As she set her own photo down next to the other, the door suddenly erupted with noise. Somebody was calling her name and knocking rather furiously as well. Then she realized it was not one, but many voices calling her.
"Moka! You gotta open the door!"
She rushed over, and upon turning the knob, found that Kurumu, Mizore, Yukari, Bail, Kokoa, Ruby, and Gin were rushing inside, all speaking at once.
"You won't believe-"
"It's insane!"
"How did you not know-"
"One at a time, geez!" Moka growled, holding her ears. "I can't understand you all at once."
"Sorry, sorry." Kurumu frowned, then poked Yukari. "I guess I'd better let the shrimp explain then."
Yukari seemed startled that Kurumu was poking her, then shook her head. "You need to turn on the TV, Moka! It's Tsukune!"
Moka's eyes widened. "What about him?"
"He's fighting Apollo, and it's being broadcast!"
"Shit!" Moka started to pull at her hair gently. "I didn't set my TV up yet, and Tsukune's not much for it, so he didn't have one..."
"We'll help you." Gin said, walking up to her and patting her on the shoulder. "Just tell me and Bail where to set it up, and we'll get it set up for you while the girls keep talking."
"But I can-"
"Hey, we're trying to score brownie points with Tsukune for helping his wife out." Bail said.
"Wait, wife?" Gin turned quickly to face Moka. "What? When the hell did this happen?"
"It's been that way for a while, we just didn't know." She looked at Bail curiously. "Bail, how did you know that?"
"We were on the phone with Tsukune when he was recovering. Lord Apollo gave us his number so we could talk to him."
"Yeah, that Secretary gave it to us, said it was from Lord Apollo himself." Gin looked at Bail curiously. "I seriously don't remember that. Did he really?"
"Yes, he did. Did I hit you that hard, bro?"
"You might've, I dunno man."
Bail chuckled. "Geez. Anyways, Moka, where do you-"
Their conversation was quickly cut off as a loud boom echoed through the schoolyard. Kurumu and Yukari cried out in fear and surprise, while Mizore's sucker fell out of her mouth. As Gin and Bail argued about what it was that caused it, Moka felt something in her heart that explained everything. Somebody she loved deeply was here.
Moka dashed out of the room, not bothering to tell anyone where she was going, despite their footsteps and voices following her with every desperate step she took. She wasn't focused on any of that, though. There was only one thing on her mind.
Moka had to welcome him home.
In the moments before Apollo's punch connected, Tsukune had several pivotal thoughts cross his mind. First, he had probably been playing too much of a defensive stature, and that was what was keeping him from achieving victory.
Second, he had to kick Apollo's ass, no matter what.
So, how could he beat Apollo from this position without losing?
Tsukune grinned. He had a crazy idea, but then again crazy always kept him alive.
Tsukune moved forward, catching Apollo's blow in his hand. Then he twisted and planted one foot on the wall before him. Then, with all his strength and using Apollo's body and perfect posture, he kicked off and vaulted over the Harbinger, pulling him into an awkward stance. His guard had been severely damaged, but experience would allow Apollo to fix this in no time. He had to act now...
Apollo twisted, sweeping his foot to catch Tsukune's own but Tsukune stepped backwards quickly, then launched himself with brutal force to trade blows with Apollo again. The crowd ate it up, roaring and cheering for their party. To his surprise, he found a few cheering for him rather than Apollo.
Apollo smiled. "You are doing very well, young Aono. Now... I believe a change of scenery is in order..."
Apollo pulled something from the inside of his tunic... something silver and very familiar.
"That's...!" Tsukune's eyes widened.
Apollo smiled, and lightly tapped the Rosario.
The world immediately twisted and warped, blurring around him. The sensation was so disorienting that Tsukune's head spun, and his stomach churned, its contents threatening to spew from his mouth. The surroundings changed from amber to green, and by the time the world stopped moving, Tsukune found himself in some familiar surroundings.
Wait... Tsukune looked around in shock. This looks like the Academy...
"Stay focused!" Apollo roared, and that's when Apollo unhinged his jaw and released a barrage of pure, brutal yokai from the depths of his body.
It was unlike anything Tsukune had ever felt, and it felt as if he'd be swept away in it's current. He held up his arms to block the brunt of the attack, and dug his heels into the ground. But even still, it threatened to to annihilate him.
He had to be clever, but at the same time foolish. He would have to create an opening in Apollo's defense himself.
So, he let go. The wave of energy blew him away and flung him towards the top of the building, and the steeple loomed closer and closer. Apollo lunged after him, growing wings in order to chase him through the air.
Tsukune grew his own wings, then lunged at the Harbinger as they locked in mid-air combat.
When they got outside, Moka quickly noticed that the very air seemed to vibrate. It made her hair stand on end, and a slight shiver ran through her.
A gathering of students were already outside the gate and the roar of their voices became a cacophony as they drew closer. A number of people were pointing above them, and Moka could make out stuff like, "Isn't that Lord Apollo?"
"When was he able to do that?"
"Wait, that looks like Tsukune!"
...and of course, "What the fuck is going on?"
Moka looked up eagerly, and felt her breath catch. Her grandfather and husband were locked in combat above them, Apollo in his human form and Tsukune in a partial Shinsai state. The battle would've looked deadly to some; and indeed, if someone were to try to get between the two of them, they would surely be killed before they came close. Every time the two of them struck, the air vibrated with the release of their yokai. The force was enough to shake leaves from the trees and even break a few limbs.
"What on earth is...?" Moka heard a familiar voice say, and turned to see Tohou and Tenmei hurrying over to them.
Yukari pointed above them. "Apollo and Tsukune are fighting!"
Tenmei shielded his eyes as he looked up, and shook his head. "An impressive display. However, had Lord Apollo not been making so many deliberate mistakes, Tsukune would've surely died by now."
"At least he's enjoying himself." Tohou chuckled. "I don't think he's had this much fun in a few centuries."
"Good luck to Tsukune," Tohou growled softly. "Apollo's so strong, Tsukune might as well be facing a thousand Issa Shuzens."
"But he'll win!" Moka said firmly. "I know he will."
"He most likely will" Touho responded, and Moka could tell what he was thinking. "Because if he doesn't, my ass and Tenmei's will probably be handed to us through a straw..."
Tenmei shrugged. "He very well might. He's not using his yokai as much as Apollo is, and he's still somewhat on even footing. Apollo, even while making this many mistakes, would easily mop the floor with Shuzen, and many others like him." He pointed out.
"He's making mistakes?" Mizore asked while blinking, suddenly realizing what he'd said.
"You probably can't tell, but Apollo is not the type to hold back in a legitimate battle. We've seen him fight seriously and even with his human form and it's limits, few have faced him and lived to tell the tale." Tenmei responded.
"But how is Tsukune holding up?" Gin asks, squinting. "I can't tell what's going on."
"Surprising to find a Werewolf struggling to keep up." Tohou pointed out teasingly "You're said to be among the fastest of Ayashi races alive... though that being under the full moon." He coughed, then continued. "Tsukune is being forced to face himself and from the looks of things he's finally beginning to figure out the patterns."
Gin blushed hard. "Dammit, you know what I mean..."
"He's figuring out why Grandfather uses yokai as a tool and not a dependence" Moka states then blinks at her own words.
Tenmei looked at her curiously, then smiled. "Well said, Moka. Now, why might that be, if you can say?"
Moka frowned as she rests her hand under her chin "Grandfather has faced all kinds of different races and relied solely on skill and discipline through diligent training. He thinks many steps ahead, even against any and all probable retaliations to his moves. Even with all the Yokai in the world, you couldn't match up to that sort of mindset. While most of us rely so much on our Yokai, he's spent more time honing all the techniques possible..."
Tenmei smiled. "Well said, Moka. You sounded just like your mother."
Yukari stared at Moka. "How the heck...? Now I'm wondering why I'm considered the smartest in the class!"
Moka blushed. "Well, I suppose..."
A roar erupted from the crowd, and directed the group's eyes upward once more, and Moka almost cried out in fear.
"Oh God, TSUKUNE!"
Apollo almost immediately caught Tsukune's right hook before using the momentum to swing the Vampire to the ground. The Harbinger just as quickly allowed himself to drop to the ground and folded away his wings.
"You are finally beginning to understand boy. The sword is not always the point that wins the war." Apollo commented with a nod of approval before crossing his arms lightly. "But you have yet to realise just how much can be accomplished by the force of will. Learn this and you will have a much better chance of passing this final trial..."
A low, growl stirred from the Harbinger's throat "And you will rely on it, for now there will be no quarter... FACE ME TSUKUNE AONO!"
The growl escalated as Apollo threw his arms out and unleashed a roar so loud, its sound alone forced the crowd nearby to their knees. Several cried out, holding their ears while others writhed on the ground in agony.
The roar was immediately followed by a tremendous rush of yokai, so powerful the crowd felt as if a wall of raw force was threatening to crush them all.
Tsukune, for the very first time in the fight, was reminded of true fear. He knew that the sudden escalation of Apollo's power was enough to have terrified some of the greatest of Ayashi, and this perhaps was not even dipping into his reservoir. What Tsukune found frightening was the message that could only have come from one who had known the rage of war. And that very rage was now set to fall upon him.
Tsukune knew that this was the point of no return. There was no returning to training after this. If he failed this trial, he would die and leave Moka alone, with nobody to hold her. The very thought made Tsukune quiver with rage, and decided that perhaps it was time to fight as if his life depended on it. He didn't want to hurt Apollo, but he knew that the likelihood of such was not very high. So, it was time to get serious at last.
Tsukune closed his eyes, and breathed deeply. He called upon his past, the version of himself that he'd feared so deeply during training, and felt it rise to the surface viciously. It threatened to consume him momentarily, but Tsukune found that the threat became a mere tickle that disappeared quickly once he applied his will. Within mere moments, he dominated the primal side of the Shinsai within him.
Power flowed through him, and quickly soothed his aches and pains. He'd never had this much power before, and wondered why it had been so hard to control himself before. Perhaps he had grown truly strong in his will at last.
Tsukune opened his eyes, and watched as Apollo finally ended his onslaught. The air vibrated with his added yokai, and Tsukune could see Apollo's eyes narrow slightly, as if he'd been reminded of something briefly.
Tsukune lunged forward, and found that after having released his own personal bonds, his speed had greatly increased. No yokai was required to reach this speed anymore, and Tsukune reached Apollo in no time. He lashed out at Apollo, who raised his arm to block the strike, but before he could block, Tsukune quickly dealt three more blows, none of which connected, but still forced Apollo back.
"Now you see..." Apollo commended before using the momentum of a fourth strike to retaliate with a blow of his own, riddled with power. The force alone threw Tsukune several yards and before the Shinsai could recover, the Harbinger was already on him to deliver a sweeping kick which sent him skyward.
Tsukune used his wings to quickly right himself, and managed to materialize a shred of armor along his forearm to block the kick from Apollo as he reached Tsukune at an extraordinary speed. He twisted, grabbing Apollo's leg and swung, throwing a jab at Apollo's face but missing. He then capitalized on his control of Apollo's body by swinging him away, throwing the Harbinger a few feet away from him.
Apollo had been making deliberate mistakes the entire time, he now realized. It would've been to easy to take his head off several times in that space of time they were close. But Tsukune knew that half of them were also to bait him, he could tell because it would've been too easy to attack there. Apollo would've lured him into a trap and crushed him.
But now he'd created a brief window of opportunity, and he figured Apollo would also try and make another mistake in that time, so he had to strike as fast as possible.
He rushed forward as Apollo righted himself mid-air, raising his fist, ready to deal one last blow to end it all if he could, but also ready to defend himself if Apollo were to capitalize on this situation.
The figure watched from the crowd, unseen and unafraid. He watched the battle play out above him in slight amusement, watching the two dance around each other playfully. Neither one of them were going all out, that was easily seen, and to some extent it irritated him. He himself had never pulled any punches. He'd never seen a reason to. If they were strong, it made things interesting. If they were weak, at least it would be over with quickly.
He smiled, and watched young Aono calculate his next few attacks, then nodded appreciatively as he carried them out successfully. Well, as successfully as possible, considering who he was facing. As they dropped to the ground, Tsukune attempted to undermine the footing of his opponent, but Apollo's posture was impeccable as ever.
The boy had come far since the beginning, he had to give him credit. He'd grown so much in spirit and power that it made the figure quiver in excitement.
The air suddenly exploded, after Apollo said something unintelligible. He released a torrent of energy from his mouth in a massive roar, an attack that was unique to the Harbinger race. He thought back to his research in the Library, and the Behemoth that had been so helpful to him in learning about the Harbingers and Typhon, including the potential locations of the heads of the Chimaera.
Now that he'd thought about it, he'd never properly thanked the Behemoth for his assistance. But then again, perhaps the quick death was payment enough. He chuckled to himself, laughing at his own joke.
The air exploded again, and the figure smiled happily as Tsukune finally pulled the kid gloves off. The attacks were more vicious and less considerate of his opponent, but still calculated and controlled. A sense of pride filled his chest. Had he not pushed the Vampire in the first place, he might never have achieved this level of power.
Perhaps it would soon be time to emerge from the shadows. He'd already made his appearance to the Shinsai once before, but that was briefly, and an astral projection at that. Perhaps it might be time to reveal himself fully to him, and make the request again. And if he didn't acquiesce, then he could always take his blood by force...
As he reveled in the thought of his future success, he felt a cold, unpleasant feeling run through him. He looked up and saw that the fight had taken to the sky once more, and the Harbinger was now looking in his direction, his eyes questioning and curious.
The figure swore. Shit...
Apollo saw the situation coming and acted out of Tsukune's perceived expectation and simply allowed himself to drop from the sky. The Harbinger simply knew that Tsukune in his haste would perceive to follow and let himself fall for another mistake. After he rushed past, he would deliver a devastating roundhouse kick to the back of the Shinsai's head. The boy wouldn't feel any pain.
That moment when Tsukune released his latent abilities, he'd been briefly reminded of Alucard, mere days before his heart was tainted with evil and allowed his powers to run rampant. He seemed to be in control of his powers, and he knew Tsukune's heart was pure. But still, Apollo couldn't help but feel a slight shard of concern.
As he dropped, he saw his prediction was correct, and Tsukune was following after him. But, he couldn't help but admire that Tsukune seemed ready to deflect any attack that may come after. It might just be entertaining to see how he'd take the kick after all...
A strange sensation rose from the crowd, something unfamiliar and powerful... A set of eyes that simply didn't hold any resemblance to any species he had encountered. Apollo's mind couldn't help but snap out of his concentration for that single moment.
What on earth... he thought.
He turned, just in time to see Tsukune Aono land and deliver a seemingly normal, but surprisingly powerful strike to the center of his chest, sending him back and into the gate's walls, which cracked on impact.
The crowd cried out in surprised shock, then went silent as the grave.
Apollo couldn't help but grunt at the brunt of Tsukune's strike to his chest. His eyes widened in stunned shock and realized that he'd made an unwitting mistake and it was the one that Tsukune had capitalized on. The Harbinger, despite this couldn't help but be pleased; despite the unintended blindsiding, Tsukune had indeed done what he had set him to do.
Tsukune walked over to Apollo, shifting back to his human form and looking at Apollo. He smiled and reached out a hand to him. "Did I win, Lord Apollo?"
Apollo absently clicked his tongue before sighing in contented resignation and accepted Tsukune's hand.
"You did, my child. You did."
Tsukune smiled, and once he pulled him up, he did something that surprised the Harbinger to a degree.
He hugged him tight. "Thank you, Lord Apollo. I'll never forget what you've done for me. You gave me my life back. Please continue to watch over me as your student."
The crowd was silent as the grave... then began to cheer loudly.
Apollo was admittingly touched by the young boy's display of affection and again couldn't help but be pleased. In spite of the power he had expressed during the bout, he had proven that his will had indeed triumphed over the threat of self-defeat.
He has mastered his strength. He has succeeded where even you failed, Dracula. Akasha, you would be so proud. Apollo thought to himself.
"You have indeed done well, my student." Apollo replied as he reciprocated the hug. "I must also confess that I had not even pushed Timaeus as far as I have pushed you. So be proud of your achievement. And yes, I will still 'watch over you' as I believe you may have much more to learn."
"I feel as though there is no limit to what you have to teach me, Apollo." Tsukune grinned. "I can't wait. After all, we have all of eternity to get me to half of what you know, right?" Tsukune laughed, clutching his belly.
"Perhaps in ways you will have much to teach me too." Apollo offered with a kind laugh of his own but then coughed to get Tsukune's attention.
"However, boy; that will come later. For now, I must tell you that what you have achieved is impressive." Apollo stated sagely before raising his finger. "You have earned my respect... "He then pointed his finger and his outstretched hand towards a particular individual "...And your freedom."
A familiar cry brought both their gazes on the quickly approaching figure. Moka ran with all the speed she could muster and flew into Tsukune's arms, burying her head in Tsukune's chest as Tsukune held her tight.
"Is it over, Tsukune?" Apollo could hear Moka say softly. "Are you home now?"
Tsukune kissed the top of her head, and Apollo saw a look of pure bliss come over his face. "Yes, baby. I'm home. I'll never leave you ever again."
"Thank God. Oh thank God..." Moka cried softly and clutched at the Shinsai as if he were the only thing that mattered, a motion that moved Apollo's heart deeply.
After a moment, she turned and went to hug Apollo as well, and Apollo needed no words to understand the depths of gratitude that she was unable to convey.
The Harbinger held his grandchild lovingly before he pulled away and looked at her.
"Moka, I do indeed apologize for the ordeal of which you both have endured. I know the pain of being parted from a loved one all too well." He offered gently, before becoming a little more firm. "However, it has been a consequence for the circumstances that have lead to this. I beseech you to never commit such an act again."
"I never would have... but... it was Tsukune..." Moka began to cry again. "It won't happen again, Grandfather. I promise. Please forgive me."
"I know, my child. I know." Apollo soothed.
He then cheered her up, the same way he had as when she was a child. He tapped her nose with his finger and kissed her cheek. "I have indeed forgiven you, though again I must insist you reflect on which you have done. And you may do so by cherishing him..." Apollo looked directly at Tsukune. "Just as I would expect him to cherish you. Commit to this and I will withdraw any objection."
"Gladly." Moka gave Apollo one last hug, then walked over to Tsukune, who took her hand and walked with her back to the Academy dorms. He managed to hear the words, "If you touch my butt, I'll break your fingers." just before they went inside.
Apollo shook his head. Good grief...
He turned and walked over to where Tenmei and Tohou stood. There was still work to be done.
"As for you two." the Harbinger began "I believe we need to talk..."
As Moka and Tsukune entered the room, Tsukune couldn't help but feel nostalgic as he looked around. Moka had taken to tidying up the room, and there were boxes containing Moka's stuff against one wall. Moka twirled around, then smiled bashfully.
"Well, I didn't have much time to clean your- I mean, our room up. But, welcome home, Tsukune." She blushed hard as the words left her mouth.
Tsukune couldn't help but grin. The air between them was awkward, but not in a bad way. "It's good to be home, Mrs. Aono."
If it was possible, Moka blushed even harder and turned quickly to hide her face. "I-I-I-uh... I'm going to get dinner started. You can get changed it you want."
She hurried into the kitchen, running into a wall in her haste, and immediately started pulling stuff out of the pantry. Tsukune chuckled to himself, and went to change into some shorts and a t-shirt. He walked over to where his guitar was hanging, and touched the neck gently. He pulled the guitar off its hanger, and as he sat down, he noticed his cables were missing.
"Hey, Moka?" Tsukune yelled. "Did you see my cables anywhere?"
"Sure did!" Moka called back. "Since you don't know how to take care of your shit, I put it away!"
"Take care of my shit?" Tsukune gasped. "I take utmost care of my guitar stuff!"
"Oh really?" Moka peeked out of the kitchen and gave him a pointed look. "What would happen if somebody tripped on that cable and it ripped the guitar off the wall... that'd be bad for it, wouldn't it?"
Tsukune wanted to argue, but stopped when he saw an evil grin on her face as she held a butcher knife aloft.
Geez... that's actually pretty terrifying... Tsukune began to sweat a little. More terrifying than when I faced that Shadow Alucard...
"The wife is right, as always..." Tsukune said, defeated.
Moka giggled and put the knife down. "Damn straight. You're starting to learn already, aren't you?"
Tsukune sighed. "Obviously..."
Moka smiled and walked back into the kitchen, her silvery hair flowing behind her.
Tsukune felt his breath catch as he watched her. Moka had always been stunning, but for a moment there, he saw her as something more... Thoughts began to fill his mind, but he panicked and rid his mind of such thoughts. Even if they were husband and wife, he had to behave at least!
But still... The way her body had all the curves in the right places, and the way she walked and felt against him... he couldn't help but want to be with her in a more intimate manner...
"...by? Babe, Earth to Tsukune Aono. You have a dinner prepared for you by your lovely wife and you're already spaced out?"
Tsukune blushed hard and shook himself out of his stupor. Moka was standing over him, bent over and looking curiously at him. If he got the right angle, he could see the outline of her cleavage through the neck of her shirt...
"Sorry, Moka... I was just thinking about something..."
"Oh, what was it about?" Moka smiled at him, but her innocent, yet knowing smile sent him over the edge.
"It was nothing, nothing! I promise!" He stammered. There was no way he could tell her such an embarrassing thought with her! He couldn't bare to tell her that he wanted to make love to her all night!
"I see..." Moka smirked. "Well, before you come to the table, that 'nothing' seemed to make you a little excited downstairs... better fix that."
Tsukune looked down... and found himself pitching quite a tall tent. OH GOD.
Tsukune could barely contain his embarrassment as he readjusted his pants. "I'm so sorry! I just can't control myself, I'm a guy I'm so sorry..." he cried.
"Easy, think of dead puppies."
Tsukune looked at her in shock. "You can't be serious."
Moka nodded and grinned evilly. "Works like a charm, doesn't it?"
"Not. A word."
"All I'm saying..." Moka's gaze grew dark. "It better not have been about that damn Succubus or Yuki-Onna. You understand me? You are MINE."
The evil tone in her voice sent chills down his spine. "Clear! Perfectly clear, ma'am!" He squeaked.
Moka laughed. "You should see the look on your face. Mister Badass Shinsai over here getting scared over his wife getting jealous."
"You're a scary person when you're mad."
"Am I now?" Moka turned back to the kitchen. "Dinner will be out in a second, love. Why don't you wash up real quick?"
Dinner was pleasant yet simple. Moka had made ham sandwiches, which somehow tasted even better than when he made them himself. While they ate, they talked about what had happened to each other during their time at Apollo's estate. Moka learned from Tsukune about his blade, which he had recently named Bloodbane. She, in turn, told him about the times that her and Kurumu competed in various competitions against each other.
"All for my hoodie?" Tsukune stared at her blankly. "Seriously?"
"What?!" Moka blushed and looked away. "It... it smells like you. It's girl's prized possession..."
Tsukune looked at her, blushing as well, but smiled. "Is that so?"
Moka nodded, then stood up quickly. "I'd better get to cleaning the kitchen. I'll be back, love."
She left, but Tsukune quickly followed behind her. "Hey, at least let me help out a bit!" He said. "It's the least I can do after such a good meal."
"It was just sandwiches, though." Moka muttered defensively. "It wasn't anything grand."
"It was made by you, though." Tsukune said boldly, smiling at her. "How could it not be amazing?"
Moka stared at him, shocked. He'd said it so openly and honestly. He didn't even seem embarrassed by it. Her heart began doing somersaults in her chest, and she quickly turned around to hide her face, which was starting to grow hot. She rushed to wash the dishes, but in her haste, she grabbed the knife by the blade and cut her finger, drawing blood.
She breathed in sharply, and Tsukune noticed immediately. "Moka, what happened?" He rushed to her side, taking her hand and turning it to where he could see.
Moka felt her heart speed up as he got closer. His touch was electric as he held her hand tenderly, his finger tenderly checking the area around the cut to make sure it wasn't too deep. His breath was hot on her cheek, and she breathed in sharply as a fire seemed to kindle inside her body. It seemed to spur her to get closer to Tsukune, almost desperately.
"It looks like you'll be fine, Moka. Just be more carefu-" As he looked up from her arm, his breath caught in his throat as he saw the look in Moka's eyes. They were filled with love and devotion, as well as something else that made his heart beat faster.
Moka's eyes shifted to his lips, and her eyelids closed as they drew close and kissed deeply. Their bodies drew together like magnets, and all the words they'd wanted to say for so long passed between them as emotions peaked, spurring their actions forward.
Their kisses grew more heated and passionate, and Moka softly licked Tsukune's bottom lip. He opened his mouth immediately, and she let her tongue drift inside, exploring his mouth. Tsukune's hands slid down her back slowly, gripping his wife's butt gently, but firmly.
Moka pulled back, breathing heavily and grinning. "Don't make me break your fingers, Mr. Aono..."
"Don't act like you hate it." Tsukune grinned, then began to kiss the side of Moka's neck.
"Never said I did." Moka moaned softly and leaned backwards, letting Tsukune have unfettered access to her body.
"Oh Moka..." He kissed her neck again, letting his tongue slide along her porcelain skin. She moaned again, and reached behind him to pull his shirt up. He pulled away just long enough to let her pull it off completely, then reached behind her to pull her own shirt off. He watched as her chest was released from the tight confines of her shirt, bouncing slightly as they dropped.
"Wow..." Tsukune felt his breath catch, and his face grew heated again.
Moka's was just as red, but somehow she remained as in control as she was before. "What, you were fine making out, but when you see my boobs you get all flustered?"
"Well, I... uh..." Tsukune swallowed hard, then almost passed out from a nosebleed when she reached behind her and undid her bra straps. Her breasts spilled out from the cups, with perky nipples fully erect and on display.
"You... you can touch them, Tsukune." Moka said softly, averting her eyes as she stuttered. "I d-don't mind... as long as it's you..."
Tsukune couldn't handle it. This side of Moka was amazing... He swallowed again, and reached forward to take a hold of her breasts, squeezing gently. Moka moaned softly again, and Tsukune looked at her. "Am I doing it wrong?"
Moka shook her head. "It feels strange, but it feels good... Keep doing it..."
Tsukune swallowed hard, and began to massage her massive breasts, kneading her nipples between his fingers tenderly. Moka moaned again, a little louder, in response to his actions. "Tsukune.. please..."
Tsukune gasped. If he had been pitching a tent before, he was most surely going to burst out of his pants now. He finally lost his grip on reality, and leaned in, taking one of her nipples in his mouth and sucking hard.
Moka's knees buckled slightly as she whimpered, running her fingers through his hair as she quickly began to discard of his pants. "Baby... I need you... please..."
It was no time at all before they were completely naked, standing before each other as nude as they were on the day they were born...
Moka blushed hard when she saw Tsukune's member, looking away sharply. "What...?" Tsukune cried out in despair. "Do... do you not like it?"
"No... it's just..." A small trickle of blood leaked from Moka's nose. "Its a bit... larger than I expected..."
They made their way to the bed, but before Tsukune could do anything Moka quickly enveloped him in a hug and fell backwards, pulling him on top of her onto the bed. With their faces so close to each other, Tsukune could see the sheer desire in Moka's eyes: the desire to truly become lovers, to become one with him, to consecrate their marriage, and to further their relationship.
"Oh Moka..." Tsukune pecked her gently on the lips, and Moka pulled him closer, kissing him needily.
"I love you, Tsukune Aono." Moka said breathlessly. "More than you could ever imagine."
"And I love you, Moka Aono." Tsukune smiled. "I'm so glad you're my wife."
"And I can't believe you're my husband." She blushed and closed her eyes. "Please... put it in... and be gentle."
Tsukune took a deep breath at Moka's plea, and took no time in complying. He positioned his member in front of her opening, which was gleaming and moist from their foreplay. He placed it right against her, and slowly pushed inside.
Her walls were tight against his member, but slick so it was easy to push inside her. The noises coming from Moka's mouth intensified, and she pulled him closer. "It... it feels better than I thought... keep going... please..."
Tsukune continued to do as she asked, the feeling of her squeezing on his member sending shivers of pleasure up his spine. He'd imagined this scene so many times before, but the fact that he was going to make love to Moka now felt so surreal to him. Finally, he felt something obstruct his path: her hymen.
He looked at Moka, who nodded, her eyes filled with love and devotion. He took a breath, and kissed her as he pushed again, piercing her hymen and filling her completely. Moka cried out in pain, pulling him close and digging her nails into his back. He winced, but the sensation faded as he saw tears forming in her eyes.
"Moka... I'm sorry..."
"No, love... It's okay..." She said in a small voice, burying her face in his neck. "Just... give me a second, alright? Stay still..."
He nodded, and they stayed like that for a few moments, feeling the other's heartbeat against their chest. Tsukune closed his eyes, and began to fill their Bond with tender thoughts and poured out his love for her, and felt her smile against his neck. She responded by returning the favor, sending love back over their Bond.
"I'm... I'm okay now..." Moka said softly... "Please keep going..."
Tsukune looked at her tenderly. "Are you sure, baby?"
Moka nodded, and Tsukune began to move slowly, thrusting in and out of her, feeling her body move against him as they made love.
"Oh, Tsukune..." She kissed his neck tenderly, then kept moaning. "More... fuck me more... oh god... harder..."
This was enough to send Tsukune over the edge. He began to speed up his movements, pushing deeper and deeper inside her, each motion causing the bed to creak loudly. But Moka was louder, moaning loudly and urging Tsukune to give her more and more. It got to the point where Tsukune was moaning in pleasure as he slammed into her, causing her breasts to bounce up and down as they fucked.
A pleasant sensation began to fill his lower regions, causing his voice to grow huskier. The same thing was happening to Moka, her voice carrying her desire for her one and only partner for life.
"Oh, oh Tsukune...!" Moka cried, her face tightening up. "I'm gonna, I'm gonna...!"
But Tsukune did first. He moaned loudly as he thrusted one last time, filling her with his seed just as her walls clamped down on his member, her insides spasming as she came. She moaned hard, and leaned back and Tsukune collapsed against her, the two of them breathing heavily. The two of them stayed like that, tangled in each other's embrace, unable to speak as the waves of pleasure washed over them.
"That... that was..." Tsukune said when they finally could speak.
"I know..." Moka said tenderly, playing with his hair. "Better than I imagined."
"So, you thought about it too?" Tsukune gasped as he lay next to her and pulled the sheets over them. "I thought I was the only one..."
"You're joking, right?" She looked at him incredulously. "You're my Tsukune... How could I not.?"
She waited for a response, but heard only his breathing. "Tsukune...?"
Moka looked over at Tsukune, and saw that he had fallen fast asleep. She chuckled softly and brushed his hair out of his face. "Wore you out, huh?" She smiled and kissed his lips softly. "It wore me out too..."
She snuggled up against her husband, and tried not to jump as she felt his arms wrap around her automatically, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
She smiled, unable to contain her happiness. "Oh, Tsukune... I love you so much... I can't wait to bear your child one day..."
She closed her eyes, and for the first time in a long time, fell into a blissful sleep.
Moka Aono was finally home, where she belonged.
That was too careless of him. The figure cursed as he walked through the Academy halls. The students passed him by without a care in the world. A few even waved at him, and he smiled back at them. Good thing he'd changed out of his bloodstained clothes ten minutes ago. The smell of blood had been washed away, as well. If he hadn't done so, the students may very well have had a different reaction to him entirely.
The security was continuously being amped up at the various Head locations. He had 5 out of the 7 now, and even though they still had no idea what they were up against, Apollo's Night Warriors seemed to find new ways to react to an unknown enemy. It was now becoming perilous to make these ventures, but he managed.
Now... he just had to find a way to get the Shinsai blood from Tsukune. But how to do that...?
Tsukune woke to sunlight streaming in through his window. He groaned and shifted, then heard Moka groan next to him. He looked over and saw his wife's naked form curled up against him, her hand resting on his chest. He smiled, thinking back on the previous night. Normally, she was bold and in charge, but Tsukune had seen a new side to her. She was truly devoted to him, submissive and in love with him, in every sense of the word. She loved every part of him, as he loved every part of her.
He managed to pull himself from Moka's embrace, even though she mumbled in displeasure, trying to reach for him in her sleep. But after giving her a pillow, she cuddled it and smiled happily. He walked over to the kitchen to clean up, but something out of the corner of his eye drew his attention.
It was 9:37... and it was a Tuesday.
"Shit!" Tsukune rushed over to the bed, gently shaking his wife away. "Babe, we gotta go. We're gonna be late!"
Moka groaned, rubbing her eyes and sitting up in bed. The sheet fell away from her voluptuous form, leaving nothing to the imagination. "What is it, love? The alarm didn't go off yet, did it? Come back to bed, we got time left..."
"We overslept. It's 9:30!" He rushed over to the nightstand, and found the culprit: the alarm had been replaced with Moka's, but it hadn't been plugged in.
Moka followed Tsukune's gaze, and he watched as the sleep fell away from her eyes. "Oops." She grew a deep red. "I must've forgotten, but I wanted to change it because you didn't like the one they gave you..."
"Doesn't matter, baby." He leaned in and kissed her gently. "Just hurry and get dressed. We'll head on over."
Moka kissed him again, then got up and stretched. Her breasts bounced lightly as she moved, and Tsukune had to turn away to prevent himself from getting another nosebleed. Moka noticed and couldn't help but laugh as she pulled some panties on.
"What?!" Tsukune blurted, but Moka shook her head as she picked out which bra to wear.
"Nothing, love." She pulled one out. "Could you help me with the back?"
The two of them quickly dressed and dashed out the front door, leaving the dorm as fast as the Vampires could travel. Within moments, they arrived at their classroom. The teacher looked up as they entered. "Tsukune, Moka. A bit late, aren't you?"
"Sorry." Moka bowed apologetically. "I forgot to plug in our alarm clock. Please forgive out tardiness."
"Well, it is a first time offense, so I'll just give you a warning and leave it at that." The teacher gestured. "Take your seats. Just because you're Lord Apollo's apprentice and granddaughter does not exclude you from the rest of the student body as far as punishment goes."
"I understand." Tsukune bowed, then held hands with Moka until they reached their seats, pulling out their notebooks to jot down notes.
Tsukune heard the girls whispering to each other, clearly fawning over Tsukune and what had happened during his fight yesterday. A few of the guys stared daggers at Tsukune, their knuckles turning white but not saying anything.
Tsukune half-expected to feel strands of jealousy coming from Moka, but he felt nothing but confidence from his wife. She payed the utterances no mind, calmly paying attention to the lesson.
He looked at his wife, admiring her. Her silver and pink streaked hair always smelled like roses, even now. Her uniform fit her perfectly, the green and white creating an easy sensation on the eyes. As his eyes drifted downwards, he felt Moka poking his mind.
Quit paying attention to my ass, Tsukune. Pay attention to the teacher. We're far behind as it is... She said through their bond.
Sorry, couldn't help myself. Tsukune felt his face flush. Never can.
Oh, for goodness sake... You saw plenty of it last night! Isn't that enough?
Nope. Never.
He could hear Moka scoff softly. Well then.
The rest of the class was uneventful, and after the bell rang, Tsukune's desk became the center of attention.
"Tsukune, you were amazing yesterday!"
"Oh, your true form looks so hot!"
"You've been gone for a while, haven't you? I can help you catch up, if you'd like!"
"Where did Apollo take you? Are you really his apprentice?!"
Moka rolled her eyes and looked at Tsukune, raising an eyebrow. "Will they ever stop treating you as if you hung the moon?"
Tsukune chuckled and shrugged. "I... don't know..."
The crowd finally dissipated and the gang was finally back together. Gin and Bail seemed almost inseparable, poking fun at each other. Mizore and Kurumu were teasing Yukari about her and Fang-fang, and Moka and Tsukune simply held hands and watched their friends.
"It's so nice to be back, isn't it?" Moka asked, looking at her husband gently.
Tsukune nodded. "It's something I thought I'd never see again, honestly."
"Well, no need to be thinking about any of that, love." Moka said, poking his side. "We're here, and that's all that matters."
"I guess you're right." Tsukune smiled
"Aren't I always?" Moka smiled back, flicking his nose lightly. "Now, give me a kiss this instant."
"Yes, ma'am." They kissed happily, and heard Kurumu whoop loudly.
"Geez, you're sucking face even at school?" Mizore popped another sucker in her mouth. "That's pretty bold. When's my turn?"
"Never, of course." Moka pulled Tsukune's arm between her breasts possessively. "I own him now, and it's official."
"Well, they say sharing is caring, don't they?" Kurumu mimicked Moka, taking his other arm. "After all, there is such a thing as threesome's..." The Succubus winked at Moka, who unexpectedly stuck her tongue out at Kurumu.
Kurumu gaped at her. "Wait... no way... what I felt last night was...?"
"Yep." Moka said. "That's what I meant by I own him. So, you can go and suck it."
"I... you..." Kurumu's face flushed a deep red, and Tsukune could tell her perverted mind was working overtime to imagine it.
"What did I just miss?" Gin looked at Kurumu curiously.
"Nothing!" Tsukune blurted out. He wanted to squash the topic as soon as possible, even though Moka was beaming with pride, for some reason.
"Anywa-" Tsukune started to say, but the door slammed open, and a big bulky guy stormed into the room.
"Oh, look. It's the man of the fucking hour..." The guy said, glaring daggers at the Shinsai.
Moka looked at Tsukune. "Love, who is that?"
Tsukune didn't look worried at all. If anything, he looked completely confused. "I haven't the slightest idea."
"You're not concerned?" Bail looked at Tsukune like he was crazy.
"Not really." Tsukune shrugged. "Maybe he wants some help with homework?"
"Like hell I do!" The guy tossed a desk sideways, making his way until he got in front of Tsukune. He could feel the guy's hot breath from above him, still completely unconcerned.
"Dude, I can smell your breakfast." Tsukune fanned his nose. "And your past three dinners. Would it kill you to brush?"
"Talking shit when I have the battlefield advantage? Seriously, I thought you were Lord Apollo's apprentice." He stuck a finger in the vampire's face. "You're nothing but a shrimp! I could see that Apollo took it way too easy on you. You're not worthy of bearing the title of apprentice! If I kick your ass here, he'll take notice and probably take ME on as a pupil."
Tsukune popped his neck. "Probably. So, you're wanting to fight me?"
"No... I want to KILL you."
Tsukune looked up at the guy, thinking. He thought about his fights with Raphael, Cicero, Pyotan, Alucard, and of course Apollo. He compared them to what was in front of him.
Then he stood up, pushed the guy gently out of the way, and helped Moka out of her seat. "No, I think I'll pass."
Moka smiled at Tsukune as she stood up. "Not going to take the challenge, love?"
"No, I'd like to see him spar with Cicero for about a minute. Poor guy wouldn't last ten seconds."
"You... you...!" The guy threw a fist at Tsukune, but Tsukune knew he would do that. Quicker than the student could see, Tsukune ducked under his arm, stretched out his hand, and forcefully thumped him on the throat.
GACK.
The student clutched at his throat, falling to his knees and gasping for air. His eyes were wide as saucers, searching the room until they locked onto Tsukune.
"How..." The student managed to gasp before he finally keeled over on his side and passed out.
"Oh my GOD, you KILLED THE GUY." Bail blurted, rushing to check the guy's throat.
"Dude, he's fine." Tsukune chuckled, while Moka held onto his arm. "I just knocked the wind out of him."
"But how?" Bail tapped the guy's throat, which rang with a metallic thud. "This guy is literally hard as steel. You did it without using any Yokai at all!"
Tsukune shrugged. "Just didn't need to."
Bail and Gin stared at Tsukune. "What the hell did you do during your training with Apollo?"
"Fought Hellhounds, a Phoenix, a Dragon, and a shadow version of Alucard, who had no problem going all out." Tsukune said bluntly. "Also, I had to do all that without my powers. So I'm pretty used to it."
Gin stared at him. "So, if I were to try and fight you now, I'd stand no chance even with you using any yokai?"
"Anybody can defeat anybody." Tsukune said. "It all depends on HOW you do it, not with WHAT."
Gin shook his head. "Man, I really want to write a paper on Apollo's teaching methods now!"
"Oh? How appropriate, I was on my way to suggest such a topic myself."
They all turned to see Apollo standing in the doorway. He noticed the student on the floor and the upturned desks, then looked at Tsukune and tapped his cane on the floor once. "I did not sense yokai as I approached. Young Aono, do you wish to explain?"
"The student made threats, I tried to walk away." Tsukune explained. "He attacked, and I just knocked the wind out of him."
"Do you feel your actions were acceptable?" Apollo narrowed his eyes.
"I had my wife with me." Tsukune said. "If I got hit, it would affect her. I took the steps to avoid such a situation."
"I see." Apollo walked over and kissed the top of Moka's head. "I would normally advise against violence in any situation, but if you feel that was the only step to protect her, then I cannot argue against it." He looked at the student, then tilted his head sideways. "If I may ask, what exactly did you do?"
"I thumped his throat." Tsukune did the gesture in mid-air.
Apollo blinked. "Ample explanation, I suppose."
He then tapped his cane again, getting everyone's attention. "I understand you all have exams coming up, so I have a proposition for you all. As you know, word of my return is slow in spreading, but many yokai are feeling malicious towards my agenda. I mean only to return us to our former peace, and I wish more would understand.
"I also understand that you run the Newspaper Club here at Yokai Academy. So, in exchange for you writing an article about my true intentions, I will allow you to hold a study session in my estate." He looked at Tsukune. "I believe the Arena would suffice?"
Tsukune grinned. "That would be more than perfect! Thank you so much, Apollo!" He bowed, and Apollo shook his head.
"I already told you not to bow to me, young Tsukune. Your thanks is more than enough." He turned and began to walk out of the room, but not before Kurumu ran behind him and hugged him tightly. He staggered in surprise, and looked back at her.
"Thank you, Uncle Apollo!" Kurumu said happily. "It really means a lot to me!"
The very words coming out of her mouth seemed to make Apollo brighten immediately. He smiled softly, and turned to embrace her. It seemed strange, but it seemed to Tsukune as if Apollo were holding something back. It was like he never wanted to let her go.
But he did, and walked out of the room without a second glance.
Gin grinned and clapped his hands, like he was still in charge. "So? I may be retired, but I'm down to help out! When do we get started?"
Tsukune grinned as Moka hugged him. He couldn't wait to see what the future had for his new family and friends.
It was sure to be nothing short of amazing.
At least... That's what he hoped.
Evansfire: Well, well, well. It's about damn time. There's a lot left to go, but for now we happily conclude the first half of this epic. This could be a novel as far as I've written it, but then there would be a lot of questions left and a lot of people asking for a sequel, wouldn't there?
I've gotten questions from everyone about particular subjects in the book, but I have a strict NO-SPOILERS policy. And don't bother asking Phoenix for hints either. He's more likely to give you riddles that will only confuse you further and leave you with even more questions than before! As
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You guys have been amazing this past year. I know I was inactive for about 4 months or so, give or take. But all the support to finish this story has been mind-blowing. I only hope that I can deliver as much as I have promised. It's turning out to be quite a challenge to put whats in my head on paper.
But then again, I always did love a challenge.
Phoenix Helix: Suffice to say, ladies and gents; until Evansfire returns, this story will be on a temporary hold. This does not mean the end however; I personally know how vexing it can be to read a story only for the author to decide to leave it unfinished; having been a beta writer myself for my partner to decide to walk off the face of the earth, it really does grind one's gears.
My bro Evansfire won't be doing the same and while he's off doing who only knows what... I swear he's probably gonna be on the news or something for doing something daft (Probably be tempting fate there...)
Evansfire: Gee, thanks for the confidence booster there, bud...
Phoenix Helix: No problem.
I'll be busy producing content for the story, and plot development for the future yet to come... including a story involving Zero No Tsukaima.
But I'll leave you with a very, very enigmatic riddle for what's to come in this story. "Eaten from the eater, from the strong; something sweeter"
Sorry guys; can't give you anything other then that. Evans has pretty much sworn me to silence ^^ So until his return and our continuation of this long planned epic, this is me saying "Toodles!"
Evansfire: The second part will be released as soon as I leave Basic Training and settle into the Barracks in California. And then, because my training is like a cram school, I hope to have as many chapters out for you as I can!
To all my fans, I love you. And to all my haters, why don't you read a different story then?
So, as always: Thank You, you Wonderful People. And we will see you in the Second Half of our Story.
(Oh dear, he's not giving us a chapter title?!)
(Nope, leaving you all in suspense.)
Until Next Time...