Ugh. I am SO late. My laziness is really just… almost unbelievable. Did I say I would be much faster over Winter Break? Sorry guys, but, because of my lateness, another 1000 words average will be added to my stories! Yay! I'm sure some of you are now pondering whether or not to forgive me for late chappies eh? Oh, and in case some of you don't get how my characters speech pattern is, it's usually the person whose talking that has the next speech line underneath. Eg.

The boy groaned.

"Why?" His friend shrugged.

"Dunno"

So the dude who said "Why?" would be the boy, and his friend would say "Dunno" People have pointed this out to me, but only recently have I been reminded to give you an example.

So, yeah, hope that helps. Enjoy!

(Kurumu's POV)

"Good for you, and good night." Kano held up a few photos of her, and Kurumu's attitude became less defiant.

"How did you get those!?" She hissed. He cackled eerily, and Kurumu shuddered in repulsion.

"I-I can get anywhere I-I want, w-w-whenever I want. A-and if you don't want these a-all over the i-internet by t-tonight, you'll come w-w-with me!" Kurumu groaned.

'Great! What about Tsukune's party? Moka and Yukari will be waiting! I better finish this quick' Kurumu forced a smile.

"S-sure, I'll come"

'I'll just go for a little bit, then break his camera and leave' Kano giggled.

"E-excellent!" He turned around, beckoned her to walk beside her, and she reluctantly shuffled closer. Walking far too slow for her liking, they started to walk toward the uninhabited areas of the forest.

(Tsukune's POV)

He didn't bother calling out. Nobody would answer anyway. Nobody cared about him. Tsukune stopped in his tracks, his mind reeling.

'Nobody cares about me, and they can all go to Hell for it.' This kind of thinking was totally unlike him. He never got so angry. Or did he? Hadn't he just been suppressing it before? Growling in frustration, he banged his head against the dead tree beside him.

Crack.

The tree toppled over, thudding against another tree. The domino effect initiated, and a whole line of tress fell one by one.

"A little stressed there are you?" Tsukune spun, fist greeting the voice.

"Whoa, nasty temper there" Tsukune glared but lowered his fist.

"What do you want?" Kurama giggled, his mild insanity kicking in. As always, Sleet of White Snow stood beside him.

"Oh, nothing really. Just came to give you a little warning. Your friend is in danger, the one with the wings"

"What did you do to Kurumu!?" He almost yelled, but he told himself; getting all worked up would only serve to make the… thing even happier.

"Me? Nothing, but a certain slime ball will, and he's succeeding" Sleet of White Snow stepped forward, holding out a glass mirror with intricate designs of flowers and snowflakes. His reflection rippled, and on it showed Kurumu following some person with flaky chestnut hair. He could see the gym storage where all the PE equipment was held.

"I have to go." He spoke curtly, walking past the two characters.

"Oh, Tsukune," the mysterious being called after him. "And how exactly do you expect to defeat him? Even the weakest monster in this school could easily kill you" The hesitation was fatal, a second too long. "Ha! I see! You were going to rely on my powers then were you?" Tsukune's breath became erratic. Despite his best intentions, he looked past his excuses and found that the man was right. He HAD been going to use that monstrous strength that came so easily to him.

"I don't know, but I'm not going to just sit around and watch"

"Don't lie to yourself!" Tsukune's vision suddenly reddened and a huge fox used it's massive teeth to tear him in two. It was gone as fast as it came, and Tsukune's body beaded sweat for each pore he possessed. "Now look here. I don't want you to die. Who else would get into so much trouble and make so many enemies at the same time? Not Moka that's for sure. Now, if you really are gonna go help that girl, then you can at least listen to me and make sure you use my powers right, yeah?" Tsukune didn't move, and Kurama clasped his shoulder, leaning on him.

"That's the spirit!" He said cheerily. "Now, usually this would take forever to do, but since I know you buddy, I'm sure you can master this in like… 5 minutes. 10 tops. Now, try to copy me" He settled into a stance, and so did Naruto. They brought their arms to the side. Tsukune could feel a heat in his legs. Stepping toward each other, their arms swung over them and became side by side. Now the heat was traveling in his stomach. He could also feel… some kind of connection between him and Kurama. He knew what he was about to do next. The idea of being one with him disgusted the teen, but he preformed the next move. He swiftly swished his arms back out to his other side, standing on one knee. Now his arms were charged and ready to blast energy. The last move.

"FUSION!" They pressed both legs down, and connected fingertips, where the energy rippled and expanded. Nothing happened. That's when Tsukune's temper exploded into a fit of rage.

"IDIOT!" Even attempting a kick at Kurama's belly, which he dodged with a change of posture. "THAT WAS FOR DRAGON BALL Z!" Kurama was beside himself with laughter, rolling over the floor, and slamming his fist into the ground, with a multitude cracks appearing where he struck.

"OH DAMN THAT WAS TOO GOOD! THAT LOOK ON YOUR FACE! YOU REALLY THOUGHT THIS WOULD HELP!" Even his fiancé had the corners of her mouth turned up, and Tsukune got the feeling she was suppressing a laugh.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't kill you right now." Still snorting, Kurama sat up, wiping his eyes.

"Heh, well for one, you need me. Two, you couldn't. Three, you seriously need me, and you need me so bad I decided to say it twice. But really, I'll tell you the real way to do it now. That little dance of ours provided me with enough time to give you some real energy. Plus, you're hatred is just the tastiest. You humans really are the best meals. And just cause you made me so happy today, let me teach you one of my favourite things to do" Whispering into his ear, for every word said, Tsukune's frown became a fraction deeper.

"That can't be it. You're screwing with me aren't you?" Kurama shrugged.

"Hey, you can chose whether or not to believe me, but that's all you're getting from me" Sleet of White Snow coughed, purposefully. Kurama glanced at the sun and his expression brightened, and his smile was full of sharper than human teeth.

"Okay then, that's all the time I have for you today Tsukune. Because, despite what you may or may not think of me, and I know what you think of me, I have other things to do. And don't bother trying to read my mind; you'll never get it. Takes a while to practice and you have no clue how. Toodles~" With a small wave of ice, they were washed away, with nothing but a puddle to show that they were ever there.

"This is suicide." He grumbled, but ran to the gym shed anyway.

(Kurama's POV)

That was some of the most fun he'd had since he been split off from his other souls. Scratch that, it was hilarious, it was the most fun he'd ever had. He tried to connect with his other souls, but the result was the same. Even with his power, the distance was too great to do anything of the sort. Yet. Maybe, just maybe, if he could try to reach for his other selves at a certain time with all of them doing the same… Possibly. After his daily attempts ended in failure, he shrugged, and focused on the task at hand.

"Mizore? Do me a favour and lower the temperature of this room by 1 degree for every 45 seconds when I say so. Oh, and before you do that, go tell Tsukune that his vampire needs saving" The snow fairy nodded, and Kurama gave a winning smile. She was a keeper this one. She did what he told her, was cold and calculating, and as loyal as winter, which would always come. He might even let her live when he got back with his other souls.

'I wonder if any of them will decide to mate? Not that they'll survive for long afterwards. Oh dear, I do hope none of me decide to develop a conscience' Sweeping into the back room of the art class, he made a beeline to Moka's paralyzed from. The place was stale and smelled like rock and paints. There were a few cabinets, and supplies, but other than that it was more for space. Plus all the statues of the missing girl's in school were stored here, so of course there needed to be room.

"Oh my dear Moka, what a stony situation you seem to be in. But that's okay, I love you Moka, I truly do. You provide me with so much fun, and even if you aren't angry, you have this tendency to be violent. Ah, I wish I could kill Tsukune to see what kind of face you would make, but I need him. Maybe later. But first, I have to get you out of this ugly form. It definitely doesn't suit you" Sleet of White Snow turned to the doorway, and Kurama sneered.

"Here comes the snake that did this to you. I think I'll eat her first, she'd be a horrible appetizer, she's more of a plate cleaner" Not even needing chakra, he carelessly picked a statue that wasn't Moka and smashed it with ease. Footsteps approached rapidly, and he punched another, and another, the rubble and dust spreading over the room. The door flung open with that stupid art teacher screeching. Such an itchy voice she had, it made him want to slap her.

"My artwork! My beauties! You'll pay for this! Who are you!?" Kurama's lips curled mockingly.

"Artwork? Beauties? These? Disgusting. How could you even DARE to think of these anything close to attractive? These are mere imitations, disgusting to the eye" Her aura flared a deep rose, the colour of anger, and love as well. Humans were so weird, even their emotions were strange and they didn't even know it.

"How dare you!? You come into my workshop, destroy my work, and you think you can patronize me? I will not stand for this!" Whipping off her bandana, Ishigami let her triumphant smile show, and waited for the boy to turn to stone. She would destroy the statue after; she didn't want some MAN in her palace of females.

She waited, and waited, and couldn't help but let out a puzzled sound. There was no anger in her voice, but pure bewilderment. How had the boy not turned to stone yet? This had never happened before, NOBODY could resist the charms of—

"Sorry about that Medusa, can I call you that? Ishigami is so… boring. I'm not just some student, my name is Kurama. But you may know me as Wrath" Now, it was Ishigami's turn to throw back her head and snort and giggle. Kurama's expression soured.

"What's so funny?" He snapped venomously. Ishigami had to savour the expression now on her enemy's face, which had just moments ago, been hers.

"HA! You? Wrath? Don't make me laugh. I heard he was killed, blasted into a million pieces never to reborn again. There's no way you could be THAT Wrath. I would have sensed you before you came even a mile close to this place, and the barrier would have stopped you from coming in!"

'So, nobody really knows I am alive. Hrm, I have to collect enough power to meet with my other parts, and for that, I need more hatred. I could just make Mikogami hate me, but nothing really rattles him. Besides, even if I did, he's just a tiny bit out of my league right now' He bowed to the snake haired monster, and her snake's hissed rattling harmony.

(Ishigami's POV)

"Well, whoever you are, you are an intruder, so I'll just kill you myself!" While she tried to sound confident, she was still wary, for not just anyone could resist her snakes. Slipping out a knife, she charged at him. He didn't move, his eyes the ones of someone who was in deep thought. When she lashed out, he simply swatted the knife to the side and kept his brooding face on. Shrieking a war cry, she ran at him again. For some strange reason, this is when he looked up, an annoyed snarl drawling from his lips. She smirked. Now she had his attention. It was her victory.

As soon as she was two steps away, she stopped, pivoted around, jabbed the blade into her left shoulder, and wrenched it out, flinging her blood at him. She finished her pirouette and sunk to her knees in a flashy finish. She heard something sizzle and collapse gasping.

"There was no way you're Wrath if you could be so easily killed, you f—"

Schlick.

(Kano's POV)

Flash.

The camera went off again, this time Kurumu was in a bathing suit, that revealed almost too much. There were literally three lines covering her most private areas.

'This is so humiliating. Tsukune, save me.' Kano seemed to guess her thoughts, and hiccupped.

"Ha! N-nobody is g-gonna save you n-now!" Kurumu kept thinking how if she had just flown to the apartment, then she could've avoided this at least for a day, after Tsukune's birthday had passed.

'I'm sorry Tsukune. So sorry.'

Knock, knock, knock.

"W-who's there?" Kano asked suspiciously. He stalked over to the door, and peeked through the eyehole. Then he gave a sickening grin and flung the door open. Tsukune stumbled in, and stumbled to Kurumu.

"Oh Tsukune!" She gasped. "What are you doing here? You have to go now."

"I came to save you." The succubi clasped her hand over her mouth. Only Tsukune could say such a cheesy line and believe it.

"You… you cant. He, he has pictures." Tsukune turned around.

"Give them to me. Now!" Kano snorted again.

"N-no way m-man. K-Kurumu-chan is mine." Tsukune stepped forward, fists up and ready.

"W-whoa there! C-careful! I-If you c-come any c-c-closer, I'll u-u-upload all t-the pictures online!" He brought out a phone, with a big read button on the screen. Tsukune and Kurumu stared, and Kano directed his gaze away from their eyes.

"W-what? It was a free a-app. I-i-it's cool."

"You, are seriously stupid."

"S-shut up! I-I'll show you!" The disgusting boy's skin stretched and squelched, sweat thickening into mucus, and his eyes elongated. Kano was now a slug.

"T-this is how I-I can take pictures e-everywhere!"

"Ew! It's a Madslug!" Lunging, Kano went for the biggest threat first: Tsukune. The boy threw a punch, but Kano's body swirled into a spiral, and caught his arm. Tsukune tried to throw him off, but the slug monster's grip was too good. Kano wrapped himself over Tsukune's whole body, and squeezed, intent on suffocating him. Tsukune thrashed and struggled, but it was no use. After a minute, the boy went limp. Kano stayed on for a minute extra just to be sure. Kurumu watched in despair. What could she do? Whenever she tried to bring out her wings or claws, she just got dizzier, and Kano still had his phone—

Wait. The phone was over there. That slug must have dropped it when he transformed into his monster form. She made a dash for it, stumbling here and there, but reached her hand out—

Splat.

Kurumu reeled, disgusted at what just happened. Kano switched targets, as Tsukune lay limp on the floor.

"Tsukune!" Kano laughed.

"N-nope! H-he h-e's not b-breathing anymore!" He then slowly curled around Kurumu's body, savouring the feeling, while the succubus grimaced and whimpered at the sensation.

"Ah… F-feels so good!" Kano writhed in pleasure, especially as he pass over her chest, soaking her in disgusting slime. Kurumu screamed, and Kano exploded. Just exploded.

(Kurumu's POV)

'What?'

Kurumu stared at the rain of slug bits falling around her. In front of her stood Tsukune, his eyes closed, face red.

"Erm… Kurumu, I kinda just realized. Here, you can wear my jacket" Kurumu's face heated up, matching Tsukune's.

"T-thanks. Um, how did you…?" Tsukune breathed in, and the corpse on the floor disappeared in a flash of smoke.

"It's kind of complicated, but I created a clone." Kurumu stared. Created a clone? What kind of monster was he?

"Tsukune-san." It was Sleet of White Snow. Tsukune was back on his guard again, his arms protectively around Kurumu, which caused her thought line to halt and go haywire.

"What?" He asked evenly.

"My master has asked me to tell you about Moka-san's predicament. She needs your help." Tsukune scowled.

"And why is he telling me this now?" She shrugged.

"I do not know everything my master does. It is his way, being mysterious. I have said my piece. Please hurry." A flurry of snow, and she was gone.

"Won't even tell me where she is. I'm sorry Kurumu," Tsukune sighed. "But I have to go help Moka now. I'll take you to the infirmary first okay?" A slight flare of jealousy lit in the succubus' heart, but she doused it out.

'It was good while it lasted.'

"Go," she told him. "And hurry. If Moka's injured, I'm blaming you." Tsukune flashed a grin, and he ran with her in his arms. She snuggled close, questioning herself if she were forgetting anything.

(Kurama's POV)

He eased his stretched hand out of the woman's body. He wiped the blood on her lab coat.

"I couldn't agree with you more. If I had died from that, I would have disgraced my name" The room was now at -10 Celsius, and Kurama stuck out his tongue, creating steam.

"Now you can become frozen just like your stupid statues" Defeated, the remaining stone girls started to shed their earthen condition.

"Moka-san! Moka-san! Where are you?" That was his cue. He deftly laid the vampire on the floor, and hopped out the nearest window.

(Moka's POV)

"…M… M… Moka… Moka-san!" Her eyes fluttered open, to see the relieved face of her human friend.

"Oh Tsukune, it's you!" She breathed out, and her numbed limbs had thousands of compressed needles spiking her. "I-I'm feeling slightly sore" Tsukune embraced her in a hug, which was not an unpleasant surprise. She shivered from the cold, seeing the steam from her breath, and leaned closer.

"I-I thought… Oh… Never mind. It's just me. W-what happened to…" Moka tried to shift her head, but Tsukune gently covered her eyes.

"Please… Don't try to look" But Moka lifted Tsukune's hand away, and took a slow, deep breath. She twisted her neck so the back of the room was in her peripheral vision…

And her body felt as if she were stone again. She held her hand to her mouth, taking cover in Tsukune's dependable body. Tsukune caressed her, stroking her back in a smooth rhythmic motions. He didn't say anything, for her knew that words were not going to help.

Ishigami lay there, cold and blue, frozen. There were bits and pieces of flesh all over the floor, gory to the sight. Most of the other female students were now free as well, all trying to conserve heat by clutching their arms.

"Okay everyone! For now, would all of you please get in an orderly line? You've all just been petrified, and need to go to the hospital wing. As your saviour, I need to make sure that you ladies all get back to your dormitories safely. Single file please." Moka looked up, and stared. It was Gin.

"What are you doing here?" She didn't really know how to react. After all, he HAD been trying to frame Tsukune, but then SHE'D also kind of… roughened him up a tick.

"Hey, how about a truce for now? I make sure not to reveal Tsukune's secret." He elbowed Tsukune and gave him a wink, "and I get to meet some very nice ladies. Deal?" Tsukune's face heated slightly, and he gave a sort of frantic nod.

"Thanks Gin, that would be great." Moka gave a mental shrug.

"If you say so Tsukune." Gin gave a smile.

"Then it's settled. Ladies, this way— Hey wait." He knelt beside the art teacher and sniffed. "Whoa! She's still alive! Is it because it's so cold? Anyway, Tsukune, help me carry her!" Tsukune unfolded herself from Moka, and took the teacher's legs. "1-2-3 and lift!"

Hoisting the frozen block also known as Ishigami, they waddled over to the infirmary, and Gin was happy to be the center of many adoring women, many of whom wanted to "thank" their knight in shining armour.

At the nurse's office, Mako treated everyone with a single shot, and advice to get some bed rest as soon as possible. While the girls all chorused their 'thank you's', Moka felt a bit skeptical about how easy the treatment was. But she was no nurse, and she didn't care too much at the moment. She sat on the bed with Tsukune, content to wait with her… special friend for just a second longer.

"Hey Tsukune! Can I talk to you for a moment?" Gin slapped Tsukune's back and dragged him outside the room.

"H-Hey!" A minute or so passed before Tsukune entered the room again.

"Moka-san, are you okay?" Moka raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"Do you need any sort of medicine or—?" Moka pushed him gently.

"Tsukune, I'm fine, really. Thanks for worrying though." Tsukune looked as if he wanted to protest further, and possibly even say something indignant, when Naruto sped in, vaulting onto Moka's lap, and stared at her with wide eyes.

"Naru-chan! Oh, I'm so glad you're okay!" She hugged him, and the fox purred in relief, as if he were the one checking up on her. Tsukune patted his friend on the head, and Naruto snuggled at his touch.

"C'mon," Tsukune helped Moka to her feet. "Lets go home." Kurumu was also there, and they all walked back to the dormitories.

"HEY!" Yukari ran up to them, panting and out of breath. "Where the hell have you guys been? I've been looking all over for you guys! We still…" She looked hesitantly at Tsukune, but decided her day had been bad enough to whine this much "We still haven't celebrated Tsukune's birthday yet!"

…

…

…

Oh. Right.

"That's okay guys, maybe next year. We've all had a rough night." Yukari's cheek bulged.

"A rough night? I practically ran all over campus looking for you guys! And you say YOU'RE tired!? You probably had all sorts of "adult" fun." Face temperatures rose, and multiple protests were made, but Yukari would have none of it.

"It's fine, it's fine. I know when I'm not wanted" Tsukune was slightly peeved. He decided right then and there to prove her wrong as fast as possible. Picking her up, he stomped into the boy's dormitory, leaving both an astonished succubus and vampire standing there, trying to process what just happened.

"OI! Hey! Put me down right now!"

"No" Tsukune said simply, as if what she said didn't matter.

"I SAID, Put me down!" She began pounding on his back and Tsukune sighed.

"Tsukune Aono! Just what do you think you're doing?" It was the dormmaster. Everyone called her that. Nobody knew her real name, and she seemed to enjoy that. She was a middle-aged woman, who had yet to lose all of her beauty. She had a considerable chest size, nearly rivaling Kurumu's and dark chestnut hair. She wore the stereotypical apron and a green suit underneath.

"Oh, dormmaster. Uhm, I was just—"

"Oh dormmaster!" Kurumu swooped to the rescue, holding up a scroll of paper. "We have permission from the nurse to look after each other. The girl Tsukune is holding has just had a bit of a traumatic experience. We need to look after her." The dormmaster was not impressed.

"In the boy's dormitory?" Kurumu feigned an indignant look.

"You can't expect us to have a MAN in the girl's dormitory can you?" Kurumu and Moka gave a pleading look, and the dormmaster relented.

"Fine. Is it just for tonight?" Kurumu gave an enthusiastic nod.

"Yup!"

"Go, before I change my mind."

"Yipee!" They all ran off, leaving dust in their trail. They stopped when they reached Tsukune's room, giddy from the "get out of jail free" card they had just won.

"Kurumu! How did you get that paper?" Kurumu waved it in front of Tsukune's face.

"I asked that ditzy nurse for her signature, and she gave it to me!" Tsukune's happy mood stumbled.

'Since when was the nurse ditzy?' When he'd first met her, Tsukune was terrified at how alert the woman was. But never mind that for now. Tsukune unlocked the door, and the succubus whooped.

"Let's party!"

If you guys didn't get the Dragon Ball Z reference, then here are a couple links to both failed transformations. You'll have to add in the at the beginning.

watch?v=5G0-lSf4f84&list=HL1391837128

watch?v=4yV0U2jx0gk&list=HL1391837128

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