Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Rosario Vampire. I am merely twisting the creators vision into my own dream. If the supernatural, sexuality, or violence is offensive to you, then you should not read this.

Chapter 37

Tsukune was having a hard time concentrating. He sat in his office at the Student Police headquarters trying to get his thoughts in order. It was not unusual for his mind to wander to Moka, but tonight he kept thinking about what had happened earlier and how it had made him feel. That naturally flowed to what had happened with Ruby, and how that had felt.

As soon as he had calmed down, Tsukune had felt guilty and low for what had happened with Ruby. His friend, and at her insistence, servant, had argued that he had done nothing wrong. She had an argument that on the surface was logical and calm. It was, according to Ruby's argument, perfectly normal for Tsukune to make use of her in his time of frustration. She even argued that it was necessary for his health.

Tsukune considered her argument carefully as he tried to settle his mind. Her logic sounded reasonable, but he still thought it was skewed in some way he could not identify. At the same time that Tsukune was trying to think up a counter argument, he wanted to take what Ruby had said at face value. He wished he had someone to talk to that wasn't a part of the whole mess.

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Moka screamed into a pillow out of frustration. She could not keep Tsukune out of her mind. She was used to thinking about him at some of the strangest times. She understood that it was a part of being in love, all of the magazines she had read on the topic had said so. Only now she was thinking about him in new ways, eechi ways. Her inner self was no help at all.

Moka kept looking at her bed and remembering all the times she had seen Tsukune sleeping, recovering from some fight or accident. She wondered what it would be like to wake up in bed next to his sleeping face. Moka was used to having daydreams about her and Tsukune's wedding. She even had a small scrapbook that she used to collect ideas and rough out plans for that future day, and she would be mortified if he ever found out about it. Now she kept thinking about the wedding night; the first night of the honeymoon.

Ura-chan wasn't helping maters any. When she could get her inner self to listen, Moka received no support. Inner Moka kept talking about mating, and the most she would do is argue that he still had a way to go, but the wait would be worth it. Inner Moka's thoughts on the mater were very primal. Moka realized that if the seal had been removed accidentally during her time with Tsukune, something that happened frequently, then in the heat of the moment they would have mated right then and there. Inner Moka was displeased with that thought, but only as far as being worried about her image and pride as a Vampire.

Moka tried pacing in her room again. She wished she had someone to talk to. Kokoa would just want to kill Tsukune. Kurumu would want to kill her. Mizore would be happy to hear how far things had gone, because she wanted to do as just as much with Tsukune, if given the opportunity. Yukari would just encourage her, and want to join in. Moka shuddered; there was just something not right about that girl. Moka thought about talking to Ruby, but didn't know how to bring up the topic.

Moka thought about visiting Tsukune at his office. In her mind she remembered the last time she had been there. He was sitting behind his desk, his cute face had a frown as he dealt with the responsibilities of his work. Inner Moka stirred at the memory. Tsukune was still in school, but he already had an office and responsibilities, with people looking up to him, subordinates that followed his commands, and allies. The trappings of power and position that made him a suitable mate. Thinking about visiting him in his office made Moka think about the things she was trying to get out of her mind. She snatched up a pillow from her bed and screamed into it again.

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Ruby was practically dancing around her room. She had returned to her own rooms after Tsukune had gone out to work with the Student Police. She liked having her own bath, and she needed to choose out clothes to wear. She picked out some sexy underwear and an under-bust corset in addition to her daily wear skirts and blouses. She had reached a new level with Tsukune and she wanted to be ready to take things further.

Ruby knew Tsukune was in love with Moka, and right now she was very happy about it. The cute vampire had worked Tsukune up to nearly boiling over, leaving him on edge and in need of release, which Ruby had been glad to take advantage of. She hoped that it would happen again, soon. Ruby had grown up in cast off clothes while living on the fringe of modern society. She had no problems with leftover Tsukune, when Moka did not satisfy him.

Ruby had grown up doing without, or only with shallow imitations of what people thought of as a life. Now she had everything she wanted. Tsukune cared for her and protected her, without telling her to hate or fear. She had good food and nice clothes, and friends she could talk to. Tsukune complemented her, but still cared enough to discipline her when it was called for. She had every intention of sharing Tsukune's life with him any way she could.

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Kurumu didn't like getting up early. She liked to sleep in and then have a lazy start to her day. Her mother had taught her that early mornings are for people that needed to take care of others. The woman lived the night life and had money and men aplenty to make sure she was taken care of. Kurumu liked the rich and carefree lifestyle, but wanted more then to just be admired and ogled. She started her morning early because Tsukune had the night shift with the Student Police.

Kurumu's plan was a complicated one. She was going to get Tsukune to come and wash her back again, but she wanted to get him thinking about her whole body. So this morning she was going for a light jog. She was going to 'happen' to cross paths with Tsukune as he returned from his night shift as she finished her jog and share a short conversation with him about training and staying fit, because she knew he took training seriously.

The succubus had her jogging outfit planed out carefully. She started with some cute, pink, comfortable running shoes and white ankle socks. Pink sweat pants, two sizes too small so the would fit her bottom tightly, but ride low on her hips. The matching top would help support and show off her breasts, and leave a little midriff showing. A sports bra for support and to help her look a little more modest by jiggling less. And finally, lacy black thong panties that would ride high on her hips.

Dressed for the battle ahead, Kurumu set out to apply her strategy. She needed to have a light sweat before she 'happened' to bump into Tsukune. She wanted to make it clear that she was working hard so that he would be more willing to help her keep clean.

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Tsukune felt exhausted. Staying up all night was not what had worn him down. What had taken the toll on him was thinking about Moka, and a little about Ruby. The mental and emotional energy that his thoughts had burned through had left Tsukune in a foggy state as he headed for the dorms. As he walked he became aware of the sound of someone running. They were coming from behind him so he decided to move to one side and turn to see who, or what, was closing in on him. He stepped left and turned right, or at least tried.

Kurumu was jogging laps on a course she hoped would intercept with Tsukune when he finished his shift. She felt a small thrill as she started on the stretch towards the dorms and saw Tsukune's back. She sped up a little bit to close with him so they could talk. She had to get close before getting his attention so she would appear focused on her training. She was about to call out to him when she saw Tsukune start to side step and turn. He stumbled a little and Kurumu realized that he was suddenly in her way. She tried to stop, but it was too late.

Kurumu collided with Tsukune and they started to fall. He grabbed on to her out of reflex and turned to protect her, to keep from landing on top of her. Together they tumbled to the ground. Tsukune grunted and Kurumu gave a cry. She heard fabric tearing as they fell awkwardly.

"Tsukune?" Kurumu asked, concerned. "Are you alright?"

"Kurumu?" Tsukune was shaken as he realized who had run in to him. "What's going on?"

"I'm sorry," She said, starting to separate herself from him. "I was jogging, but you tripped..."

"Are you alright?" He asked.

Tsukune had landed on his back with Kurumu on top of him. As she started to sit up Tsukune was treated to a view of sweaty cleavage and flushed cheeks. Her knees were on ether side of his hips when she became aware of a cool breeze below her waist. Tsukune pushed his way up to his elbows and Kurumu saw him blush deeply.

Kurumu looked at herself. She realized that she was on top of Tsukune's lap in a suggestive position, but then she noticed where his eyes were looking. She had to bend a little to see past her breasts, and suddenly she wanted to blush. The stitching of her too small sweat pants had given out, ripping open at the crotch. Her lacy black thong was clearly displayed to Tsukune, and her thighs were held open by his hips.

She was caught between the desire to run and to fold in half to hide her near nudity. Kurumu tried to cover herself with her hands and then stand up. The actions resulted in her hands pressing against Tsukune. He gave a hiss and Kurumu froze. She looked Tsukune in the eyes for a fraction of a second that felt like it lasted for an hour. She pushed herself backwards before puling her hands back to cover her panties, at the same time she folded forward at the waist. She was nearly laying on Tsukune. As she looked back into his face she realized that her position was not much better, but she was near panic in her surprise and couldn't think of what to do next.

Fortunately Tsukune was able to recover his mental prowess. He managed to wrestle his way to a sitting position, dragging himself out from under Kurumu to do it. He then removed his blazer and draped it over the succubus.

"Kurumu," Tsukune encouraged her. "It's alright. Stand up."

Tsukune managed to get Kurumu to her feet. He tied the sleeves of his blazer in a knot so they covered the front of her hips, turning the jacket into an effective skirt. Kurumu was able to recover herself a little at that point. Together they returned to the dorms.

Kurumu promised to return Tsukune's blazer to him that afternoon and left him at the foot of the stairs for the girl's dorm. Tsukune saw that she was safely on her way before returning to his own room. He just wanted some sleep.

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Kurumu made it to her room without any more difficulty. She carefully hung Tsukune's blazer over the back of her chair before she did anything else. She discarded the ruined sweat suit, grabbed her bathing things, and after wrapping a towel around herself she went to wash up. It wasn't until she was back in the privacy of her own room that she let her mind play through her run-in with Tsukune.

It was not how she wanted her 'chance' meeting with Tsukune to go, Kurumu had to admit to herself. But she also had to admit, when she thought over everything that had happened, it had been a good encounter. She let her mind focus on one special moment. When Kurumu had tried to push herself to her feet she had placed her hand on Tsukune's not inconsiderable groin. In that moment she had felt his semi-hard flesh under her hand, and at the same time she had felt a jolt of pure Lust from Tsukune. It had been so strong and so sudden that it had caught her totally off guard. When Kurumu had tried to move away, foolishly trying to hide herself form the eyes of the one person she wanted to share herself with, she had ended up bending over and pressing her breasts against Tsukune where her hand had just been. She had felt his body reacting as his Lust flared again. It ebbed quickly as he regained his composure, but Kurumu could remember the feel of his Lust. It had been like a blast of dry heat washing over her.

The strength of his Lust had been like his youki. The power of it was unexpectedly high. Kurumu had always expected his Lust would be like that of other school boys. She discarded that notion now that she had felt it. Kurumu wanted a chance to feel Tsukune's Lust again. She took out her secret note book to consider her plans.

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Tsukune returned to his room looking forward to sleep. Ruby greeted him with a warm smile, but she hesitated when she saw that his blazer was missing.

"Master," Ruby asked. "What happened? Where is your jacket?"

"I ran in to Kurumu," Tsukune said, undressing for bed, his eyes on his destination. "She was jogging. She fell down and her pants ripped. I offered her my blazer so she would be covered."

"Was the rip very bad?"

"Her underwear was showing," Tsukune confirmed. "I know she can sew, but I doubt she will be able to save her sweat suit." He climbed into bed, settling under the sheets.

"What kind of panties was she wearing?" Ruby asked in a light voice.

"Thin," Tsukune mumbled. "Black and lacy."

"Did you like them?"

"Hmmmmm?"

Ruby realized that Tsukune was too close to sleep to answer any questions coherently. Instead of trying to get any more information from him, she picked up his discarded shirt and pants. Ruby arranged them on the floor neatly, in the same way Tsukune wore them. She even made sure his tie was correctly in place. With a look, Ruby confirmed he was sleeping while she produced her wand.

"Show me," Ruby whispered as she waved her wand over Tsukune's cloths.

The stone in Ruby's wand glowed and a mist formed around Tsukune's clothes. The mist gathered into a shape resembling Kurumu's body. Ruby watched in reverse the events of the morning when the succubus had been in contact with Tsukune's clothes. She saw all the ways and places the female student had touched Tsukune, and the way that she had moved. When she was done with her 'viewing,' Ruby was convinced that the physical contact had been accidental.

Ruby put the clothes in Tsukune's laundry basket to be cleaned later, and then she turned her attention to her master. Tsukune was sound asleep, his cute face was relaxed. Careful not to wake him, Ruby lifted the sheets to check his physical condition. His entire body was relaxed. She covered him up again and smoothed down the bedding. Ruby would let him rest while she took care of some minor chores.