As Tsukune and Moka returned to the dorm they saw a figure standing outside by their rooms waiting patiently. For once Mizore was waiting for him right out in the open. Her pure blue eyes watching him as he approached, flickering now and again to the girl at his side.

"What is she doing here?" Moka asked.

Suddenly feeling very nervous Tsukune grinned. "Ah, I think she may be here to talk to me."

Moka looked at him in surprise. She had never noticed him talk to the weird girl from home room. "Are you friends with her?"

"Heh, yes you could say that." Looking over to Mizore he wondered just what she was doing here. As they approached he greeted her. "Hey Mizore, what happened? You weren't in class today."

"I'm surprised you noticed," she said quietly. Her eyes shifted to Moka's, coldly staring her down. "You look very different."

Moka nodded, feeling nervous in the strange girl's presence. What was she doing here? "I am wearing a rosario that seals my powers," she explained. "It has also allowed a different side of my personality to come out. So from now on I won't be like I was. I will be a much kinder person than what you may be used to."

"Does that mean you're not going to hit Tsukune every time he says something you don't like?" She asked in a frosty tone.

Moka vehemently shook her head. "No, I am truly very sorry for that and have already apologized to Tsukune. I will never hit him again. From now on I intend to treat him as friend not as a servant."

Mizore said nothing for a moment. She continued to stare at the pink haired vampire. "If you're really going to stop hitting my Tsukune then I'm glad. But don't think everything has been forgiven." She went over to Tsukune and carefully took hold of one of his arms. "Come back to my room with me Tsukune, I've made dinner for us."

Moka stared wide eyed. "Tsukune? What is going on here? Why is this girl making you dinner?"

Tsukune looked at her nervously. He really liked this Moka and didn't want to hurt her. "Mizore is a really good friend to me, if you don't minds Moka I'm going to go eat with her. Is that all right?"

"Uhm, well I guess so," Moka said a bit bewildered.

Mizore looked at him, clearly unhappy. "Come on Tsukune." Pulling him by the arm she led him away.

Moka stood there and watched him go. My Tsukune?

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"Your friend?" Mizore said in an undertone. "Is that all I am now? Have you forgotten calling me your lover just the other night?"

"Mizore, I want us to keep our relationship secret for the time being," Tsukune said. "Moka's in a very vulnerable position right now and I'm not sure how she would handle knowing about us."

She looked up at him with hurt in her eyes. "Are you ashamed of being with me?"

"No! Of course not!" he stopped and pulled her into a quick hug. "You're a great girl and I really care about you a lot! Any guy would be lucky to be with someone as amazing as you!"

Having his arms around her and hearing his soft words eased her heart a bit. "Then why do you want to keep it a secret Tsukune? I'd like to shout it from the roof tops. I'd like to tell everyone that I'm your girl."

"I would like that too," he assured her. "But I'm worried about Moka and how she might react. More than her appearance has changed. She really does seem like a whole other person."

He thought of how he'd found her, broken and weeping, afraid to even face him.

"She's in a bad place right now and I'm just worried about how she might react to my having a girlfriend. She seems to be really depending on me a lot right now. I don't want to do something that is going to make her doubt that I am still at her side."

"I've noticed that," she said and pulled out of his embrace. "I noticed you walking at her side now instead of behind her. The two of you suddenly seem very close."

"It's not like that," he said.

"It's not?" Mizore questioned. "You defended her even when she was hitting you for no reason. Now if she really is going to be gentle with you maybe you'd rather be with her."

"It's not that way, I don't think about her like that." Though he sounded certain his words were a lie. He had always thought Moka incredibly beautiful and been attracted to her. Her kisses had set his soul on fire. And for a time the possibility of there being something between him and Moka had seemed real.

Then she had deliberately killed all the feelings he'd had for her with deliberate and wanton cruelty. Mizore had been there for him. She had never said a harsh word to him and had always accepted him. (Though he still feared to tell her he was human.) Whatever he might think of this new Moka she was his girlfriend now.

"Mizore-chan, I want to tell everyone you're my girlfriend too. It's just that now isn't a good moment. Please just give me a little time to let Moka accept you. I promise I'll tell everyone soon."

"How soon?" She asked.

"Uh, before the end of the semester?"

She thought about it, and slowly she nodded. "All right Tsukune, I love you so I guess I'll trust you. I'll wait, but you promise to tell everyone by then that you're my boyfriend?"

He held out his pinky as though he were a kid. Mizore wrapped hers around it. "I promise," he said. "Or a thousand needles in my eye."

The way she nodded as though he meant that literally made Tsukune a bit nervous.

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When they got to her room he could smell the aroma of fish baking.

Before he could ask about dinner Mizore took the lollipop from her mouth and kissed him. She threw herself into his arms so suddenly she knocked him to the floor. She lay on top of him her tongue swirling about inside his mouth.

"Mizore…" he gasped as soon as his mouth was free.

"Make love to me Tsukune! I want to make love to you right now! Don't make me wait!"

Straddling him she pulled off her shirt, against displaying those lovely pert breasts. Her hands were tugging at his belt.

He needed no additional encouragement and began to unbutton his shirt.

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Though all the lights in her room were off Moka was wide awake when Tsukune finally returned to his room more than three hours later. Because he was her familiar she'd known the moment he'd finally started to return.

Her immediate instinct had been to jump out of bed and confront him, demanding to know what he'd been doing.

Rather like a jealous wife.

Her fears of what he might say kept her from acting. She'd promised to treat him as friend from now on, not as a servant. She heard the door to his room open and shut. Heard water running and assumed he was taking a shower.

Maybe he's wanting to get her smell off of him! She thought bitterly.

Turning in bed she pulled the blanket up over her head. No, she thought. I don't have the right to confront him. It's not like I'm his girlfriend or anything.

Even though I want to be.

As much as she wanted to know what had happened she was just as afraid to find out. If he really had been with her, what then? She shut her eyes and tried to go to sleep and stop thinking about Tsukune and that other girl. But sleep did not come for some time.