AN: It's been so long since I wrote anything... I have way more respect for writers now. Now, I know why I gave up writing stories since high school. It is very taxing...well for me it is. Anyways here is the next part. It took me a while to come up with what to do with this story as I don't remember what I wanted to do with it. Let me know what you all think. Btw... there is sexual abuse on this chapter. I will give you guys a warning so you guys can avoid it if it bothers you. It is the last part of this chapter.

Sakon was in a wonderful mood. The source of his happiness was in his hands. It was the several new books that he carefully carried in his shopping bag. Two were particularly very interesting to him. One was a book detailing the meditation and martial arts of Shaolin monks. The other was an old collection of lethal moves. While he was not a fan of such moves because it would finish a fight too quickly, he figured it was worthwhile learning. It would greatly serve him to increase his worth as a warrior. What marvelous luck he had! This only managed to occur because he was able to thoroughly check the two bookstores in this small town. It was simple to traverse. At first, Sakon did not have high hopes for this town. However, he was glad he was wrong. To find this many quality books in one town was unheard of to him. Sakon slowly reached into his pocket. He took out a fancy golden pocket watch. He flicked it open and took a glance.

Oh, my. It was time to head back. Only five minutes till eight. He smiled, perhaps Tsukune and Moka would be interested in learning some new techniques. With those thoughts, he quickened his pace. He had walked quite a distance since he had left the store. He had not run into any humans along the way. It was a little strange. It was too early for bed, wasn't it? This town was becoming eerie to him. Maybe the low population count was the main cause for it? He shook those thoughts away. Perhaps he was thinking too much.

When he arrived at the center of town, Sakon could not help but to notice someone laying facedown on the ground. Were they alright? He quickly approached them. Sakon immediately recognized him. It was Ulquiorra and he was badly beaten. He was unconscious and breathing slowly. What had happened to him? Had someone attacked him? He surmised correctly as he noticed his battered body. With haste, he shook him. It was no good, he did not respond. He was out cold. Perhaps if he yelled loud enough he could have Ulquiorra respond.

"Ulquiorra! Wake up! What happened to you? Who did this to you?" He watched Ulquiorra weakly react by turning away from him. He was still not awake. At least he moved this time. He was beginning to get through to him.

"Stop that." Was he hearing things? He had heard Ulquiorra's voice but he was still unconscious. He shook it off as a trick of the mind. He reached to nudge him once more. His arm was immediately restricted by someone's grip.

"Did you not hear me?" Sakon was confused. It was Ulquiorra's voice again. He rapidly turned his way. What the hell? There were two of them. He quickly put a distance between them. He looked back and forth between the two of them. Which one was the real one?

"What the hell? Stay back!" He shouted to Ulquiorra. He had no idea who the real one was. His eyes shifted between them.

"I can comprehend your confusion and your doubt, but I'm the original. He's the imitation." Ulquiorra calmly stated this fact to him.

"How can I be certain of this?" Sakon could not trust him. He could not take his word for it.

True. If Ulquiorra was in his place he would do the same thing. It was illogical not to do so. His respect for Sakon grew a little deeper. It was always better to be certain. Ulquiorra thought for a mere moment.

"I have my Zanpakuto with me. The fake does not." Ulquiorra laid his hand on the sword. Sakon had seen the weapon on him before, but that did not prove anything.

"How do I know if you didn't just take it from him?" Sakon was aware that doppelgangers could not copy items from their opponents, but he would be a fool to let that convince him. It would be too easy to retrieve the weapon after defeating him. Sakon was very logical it seemed. It was a stark contrast to Akasha's illogical behavior. He would have to be more convincing.

"The fake would have not bothered to let me live. It would be illogical to do so. If it was me, I would not have permitted anyone to find the corpse. That would be a grave mistake. Don't you think?" It was unwise to give away your greatest strength. Sakon could not help but to agree. He did make a good point. There was no reason for the doppelganger to leave Ulquiorra alive and in sight. It would only ruin his element of surprise. However, what if this doppelganger had tried to do that but he just happened to come at the right time? That was also a possibility. Sakon could not believe him just yet. He opened his mouth again, prepared to retort.

"It's alright Sakon. I can tell who is who." Both turned to face Akasha who stood next to the copy. She bent down to take a closer look. She examined him carefully. It left a bad taste in her mouth to see the condition of Ulquiorra's face. It was misshapen from the beating he recently received. His handsome face was currently unpleasant to look at. Akasha grabbed one of his hands. The ring was missing. It would be impossible for his seal to be removed by anyone else but her. He was the fake. She let out a relief sigh.

"This is the doppelganger. He does not have Ulquiorra's seals." She stood up back again and she approached Ulquiorra. True to her words, Ulquiorra's rings gleamed through the darkness. Ulquiorra was slightly impressed by Akasha's quick conclusion. It was quite unusual for her.

"I was attacked earlier by a doppelganger. Unfortunately, I was unable to apprehend it or get any info. Were you able to get any information from him?" Ulquiorra nodded. Sakon and Akasha became fully focused on his next words.

"It seems he was hired by vampires." Akasha and Sakon, both wore the same expression. It was of shock and great worry. Akasha could not believe what she heard. It could only mean one thing. It had to be Issa. Her children were in great danger. Sakon immediately checked his watch. It was now ten minutes past eight. The children were nowhere in sight. He was beginning to worry.

"Akasha-sama. It is past eight and the children have not returned." Sakon's voice was full of worry. Akasha's anxiety began to peak. They would never be this late unless something had happened to them.

Please, no! Not my children! She has to find them.

"Sakon, please continue to wait here for them. Ulquiorra please help me search for them." Sakon nodded. There was still a chance they were running late. Akasha quickly took off and Ulquiorra followed closely behind.

They both endlessly searched the town, but they could not find any signs of the missing children. It was all in vain. Sakon waited for an hour, which felt like an eternity to him, before they both returned. He was greeted by the sight of Akasha, who was being carried by Ulquiorra. She was weeping uncontrollably in his arms. It could only mean one thing. Sakon's eyes shimmered a golden hue. He succumbed to his anguish and his fury overtook him. He bit his bottom lip in anger. His aura violently flowed out of him. They were both gone! That night the town heard the anguish cries of a torn mother. Some say it was followed by the howl of a terrifying primordial beast.

Moka felt lightheaded. She had awakened with relief. Was it all a dream? She was on her bed. Her sheets were white. Had Sakon changed them? She stood up from her bed and she quickly froze in place. Moka did not recognize her room. In fact, this was not her room at all. How did she get here? She couldn't remember what had happened to her. She clearly remembered leaving Tsukune in her anger, but after that, it was all a blur to her. Perhaps, she was too angry to remember what occurred afterwards. She should ask her mother about it. She would look for her. She heard the door open. It was Issa. Her eyes glared at him with disgust and her lips scowled in distaste which was unwelcoming to him. He expected as much.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She rudely asked him. Issa could hear the disrespect in her voice. He had missed her greatly. He would let it slide for now. He gave her a chuckle in return.

"Don't you remember? Your sister was kind enough to bring you here?" He sounded amused at her expense.

"My sister?" At first, Moka was dumbfounded by his reply. Then, she suddenly realized what he was talking about. Kindly? Kahlua had savagely beaten her!

Flashback

Moka stood hiding on the roof of the town's local church. Tsukune had passed the church earlier but completely missed her. Once he was out of sight, she proceeded to sit with her back against the bell tower. She decided to hide from him here. It would be impossible for him to reach her here. It was too high for him to see her up here and unfeasible for him to climb up here. She needed some time away from him to think. She was still upset with him. Tsukune had made a fool out of her. He had embarrassed her. Did Tsukune fear the idea of having people think of them as a couple? Was she not good enough for him? How dare he think of her like that? Or was it something more serious? She hugged her knees tightly.

"Damn it!" Moka yelled out in exasperation. Why could she not stop thinking about it? Why did she care so much? Why did it bother her so much? It was unbearable. Perhaps she wished for him to see her as more than a friend? Her cheeks reddened at the thought. That could not be it. Could it? She buried her face on her lap.

"Do I like him?" Moka could not believe what she asked herself. What the hell was she doing?

"Did you have a little fight with that human?" Moka was spooked out of her thoughts before completely regaining her composure. She could not believe who it was. It was someone who she could never forgive. It was Kahlua. She was immediately overcome with thoughts of violence.

"You bitch!" Moka madly charged towards Kahlua, who dared to show herself to her after everything she had done. Kahlua gave her a visible frown at her words. Moka launched a powerful kick at her but she easily jumped away from her reach.

"That's not nice Moka. I came all this way just for you." She playfully taunted with her a mischievous grin. Her little sister sure had a temper. Moka frowned. She was hoping to connect with her face. Now she had to put up with her annoying voice. It was eerily cheerful and unpleasant to Moka.

"I'm glad you came. Now I can finally kick your ass for what you did to him!" Kahlua's eyes rolled in disbelief. She let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Are you still mad about that? Don't you know it's nice to share your toys." Kahlua began to chuckle at her own little joke. Moka could not believe how twisted her sister could be. She sounded proud of it and with no sense of remorse. It was unforgivable!

"Shut up! I'm going to make you pay for everything!" She started to give her a series of kicks. At first, Kahlua was taken back, but she easily outmaneuvered her. Moka became slightly impressed with Kahlua's agility. None of her kicks were connecting with her stupid face.

"You'll never make me pay like that." She merrily mocked Moka.

"You're just afraid of me! That's why you keep avoiding my kicks!" Moka gave her a haughty smirk. Moka knew her sister was strong but she had grown stronger in order to defeat her. If she was able to strike her, she could win. She has trained all this time for this moment. Moka felt ready to defeat her. This was her chance to make that dream a reality.

"Don't be silly, Moka. Fine, give it your best shot!" She stood still and waited for Moka to attack her. Moka obeyed and prepared herself. She would not waste this chance. She focused a tremendous amount of yoki into her right leg. Kahlua was visibly impressed by Moka's yoki. It was surging all around them.

This will be fun, Kahlua thought in anticipation with a wider smile. She did not move to defend herself as Moka delivered a vicious axe kick that sent her high into the sky. She was easily launched over a hundred meters into the air. Moka felt some regret for the vicious attack she had given her. She had felt some of Kahlua's bones shatter from the impact. However, she could not lie to herself, it felt great too.

Kahlua remained motionless while she fell. She made no effort to defend herself from the fall. She was falling like a tossed pebble in the air. It was over for her. At the last second, Moka reluctantly caught her before she hit the hard surface of the tower. While she did not deserve it, Kahlua was still her sister. She slowly laid her on the ground. Moka carefully examined Kahlua's injuries. She had some blood dripping from her mouth and her eyes shut closed. She was probably unconscious from that devastating attack. Moka could not help but too feel a sense of accomplishment. She was able to defeat her older sister. Now, why was her sister here anyway? What was she after? Tsukune?

Tsukune! I need to find him. She wouldn't have come alone.

Moka gently laid her sister down and stood up. She turned to leave her. She heard a giggle. Moka felt a sharp jolt on her right leg. She found herself knocked off her feet by a low sweeping kick. She was quickly caught by a punch to her gut. It was a powerful blow as she forcibly spat out some saliva. She forced her eyes to stay open to see her attacker. It was Kahlua. She had recovered. Her usual smile was long gone.

"Not bad Moka. It was an impressive hit but I was just playing with you. I won't anymore!" Her playful voice was evidently gone. She had fully recovered but the pain she had felt was intense and fresh on her mind. She did not want to experience that anytime soon. She would have to take her seriously. Moka gripped the arm that had viciously struck her and twisted it out of place. Kahlua swiftly retaliated by kicking her once again on her stomach. Moka was coerced to let go as she was brutally launched away. Moka had no time to brace herself as crashed into the bell tower. Kahlua relocated her arm back into place. She would not hold back anymore. Moka weakly struggled to stand on her feet. She hated to admit it, but Kahlua was far stronger. She had gravely underestimated her.

"I didn't expect you to be this strong so I won't hold back." Moka glared at her sister's half-hearted praise. She would not make it easy for her older sister. Kahlua focused her yoki throughout her body. She would teach Moka the difference between them. Kahlua rushed her the moment Moka took a step forward. Moka went for her signature kick. It was blocked by Kahlua's own which was visibly stronger as her leg began to feel the strain. She could not hold her own and was blown back by the impact. Moka tried to stand once more but it was too painful. Her left leg had given in to the pain. She closed her eyes for a brief moment from the sharp pain. When she opened them, Kahlua flashed her a smile before viciously kicking her once again in the stomach. The pain was too much for her to bear and she immediately lost consciousness.

Flashback ends

"It seems you remember now." Issa had noticed Moka's frown on the mention of her sister.

"You sent her? Didn't you?" Moka harshly glared at her father. She knew her sisters needed his permission to leave his estate.

"That's right." She was beginning to catch on. Issa expected no less from his daughter.

"Why did you? I hate you! I won't stay here with you!" Moka shoved him away from her. He visibly frowned at her reaction.

"Please understand, I couldn't have you near that filth any longer. He has somehow brainwashed you and your mother. Besides, I missed you, my daughter." Issa hatefully voiced his reasoning. His tone became gentle in the end.

"Well I for sure, did not! I won't forgive you for what you did to Tsukune!" She turned her back against him. He had mistreated and abused Tsukune for no good reason. She would not forgive him.

Issa felt his blood boil in anger at the mention of that human's name. His yoki flared intensely as he pictured the human smiling and hugging his daughter and his former wife. Gyokuro is correct in her methods. It is for the best of the family. In time she will learn how wrong she is about that vile scum.

"Enough with that filth. Obviously, the boy has charmed you and your mother. It will take some time for you to come to your senses. In the meantime, you are forbidden to leave this room." Issa clenched his fist. Moka could not help but to feel frightened at Issa's killing intent. She could feel his overwhelming yoki flow in anger. It was overpowering and very uncomfortable to her. She sat down on her bed from the pressure alone. Issa quickly noticed his daughter's composure. He swiftly calmed himself. He did not mean to harm her or needlessly frighten her.

"It would be for the best that you remain here in this room. I have that human locked up and he will pay if you try to leave here." Moka's eyes widened on the realization of his words. She knew her father would harm him if she went against him. She heard the door opened. A young girl a bit shorter than Kahlua stood by the door. She had her smooth black hair tied into two pigtails. Her red eyes gazed at Moka. She was the oldest sister. It was Akua and she was wearing a traditional black Chinese cheongsam with black knee high combat boots. She approached Issa and stood by his side.

"Akua will be watching you closely so that you don't get any ideas. She will stop you if you try to leave and if you somehow get away. You know what will happen. Don't you?" He gave her a serious expression. Moka nodded that she understood what he meant. Issa smiled before he patted Akau's shoulder.

"I'll leave you two alone, so that you can catch up." Akua returned his smile with her own. He took his leave and shut the door behind him. Moka took a long look at her sister. She was not as cruel as Kahlua to Tsukune, but that did not mean she would not hesitate to kill him. After all, Akua shared the same sentiments with her father. It was an unpleasant thought.

"You should do as our father says. Humans are cruel. Have you forgotten what they did to our father and to me?" Akua sorrowful eyes locked onto Moka's gaze. Moka knew about Akua's dear friend. Jasmine was the only family Akua had before she lived with them and she was brutally taken from her. Akua was adopted shortly after that by her father and Gyokuro. Moka knew the deep scar it had left in her heart. The humans sole reason for killing her friend was for revealing her true nature. Jasmine's only crime was to fall in love with a human boy. Instead, he betrayed her and had her executed. To this day, Akua is still tormented by the wails of her friend's demise and the cheers of the humans. No one deserved to die the way she did. Still, Tsukune is not like them, he was kinder than anyone else. Akua was just too hurt and distrusting to see that. She despised all humans because of it.

"Akua I know how you feel, but Tsukune is not to blame for that. He is not like them. He is kinder than anyone else and he would never do anything to hurt us." Moka gave her a soft smile. Akua shook her head immediately.

"You don't know what you're saying, Moka. Jasmine was exactly like you trusting and sympathetic for humans! And what did she get for it? A painful death!" She shook with fury and revulsion. She had failed to protect Jasmine, but she would not fail to protect her little sister. Her eyes narrowed as Moka reached to comfort her.

"Stop trying to change my mind, Moka! I won't let that boy near you! I'll protect you from him and those vile humans! You are falling for his tricks and you are too trusting to see that!" Moka reluctantly retracted her hand back to her lap. Akua joined Moka on the bed and sat by her side.

"I will do everything I can to keep you safe. I will kill him if I have to, even if you end up hating me." Akua's tone darkened while she leaned close to Moka. Moka stood up instantly and glared at her sister. How could she say that to her? Akua had a visible frown. Yet her eyes showed her sincerity. Moka could tell her sister was serious.

"I won't let you do that! Tsukune is important to me! I won't ever forgive you if you try anything!" Moka glared in ire at her older sister. Moka had clenched her fists tightly and her fangs were biting on her bottom lip. Akua's frown intensified. Her little sister would never get this enraged for anything except for that boy.

"Then stay here for now and forget about him. Like I said, I would do anything for you, Moka. Anything to protect you. So, don't make me to do it." Akua's sad tone confirmed her every word. Moka had to obey her for now. Akua was by far the strongest daughter of the Shuzen family. She knew she could not protect Tsukune from her. Kahlua had demonstrated the gap between them. She fell to the ground in desperation and tears flowed out her eyes due to her powerlessness. She had to do as she was told for now. Moka felt Akua's comforting hug on her. She thought of pushing her in anger but she did not. Moka understood that Akua was misguided by her heart. She felt tremendous guilt for Jasmine's death. Moka could not hate her for that.

"Just know my mother will save us." Moka quietly stated to her. Akua soothingly rubbed her back as a response.

"Father already knows she is coming." Akua simply stated. Of course, Akasha was expected to come for them.

"Lay her down here." Ulquiorra followed Megumi's instructions. He softly laid Akasha on an examination table. She had been crying non stop since they got here. His clothes were proof of this. They were damped from the tears she continuously shed. Ulquiorra had felt every shake and every tear she had produced on his arms. It was unnerving. He had felt a strong unpleasant sensation ever since he found her weeping uncontrollably. The same sensation he had experienced before, paled in comparison.

It all began when Ulquiorra had found her weeping when he swept through the town. She was on her knees whimpering to herself. He called out to her but she did not respond to him. All he heard were her cries and the occasional blurts of, "my children." He forced her to look at him, but it was meaningless. She did not even seem to notice him. Her eyes seemed hollow to him, devoid of life. That moment he was hit by a strange pressure on his chest. Since he could not get her to respond, he carefully picked her up in his arms and took her to Sakon. He and Sakon had tried everything to calm her, but it was futile. Sakon had suggested they bring her to Megumi. She had various potions that could calm her. Ulquiorra had gently carried her here, while Sakon had taken the doppelganger. Never once did Ulquiorra let go of her. He treated her like a fragile thing.

"What happened to her?" Megumi finally asked as she examined her friend.

"The children were taken from us." Sakon replied while he threw down the doppelganger on the hard floor. He had brought him to have his memories erased. It would be dangerous if he could continue to transform into Ulquiorra at will. Megumi now understood the situation. Moka and Tsukune were taken from her. Akasha loved her children more than anything. She could see why Akasha was in this horrible state.

"Do something to assist her." Ulquiorra stated to her. His voice was sharp at first but quickly returned to his normal tone. There was no way she could refuse him. Megumi nodded and quickly searched her drawers. Ulquiorra gazed at Akasha and she continued to whimper. Was it his fault? Ever since he had come here, they had faced harsh hardships. His right hand gripped his Zanpakuto at his thoughts. He pictured a frightened Tsukune and his hand gripped it harder. He felt the pain but it did nothing to distract him. What about Moka? They had no doubt separated them from one another. The boy was despised by the vampires so he was probably locked alone in some room. Moka was probably frightened as well being near her father and separated from her mother. Akasha was in this current state because he had failed to protect them. Feeling displeased at Akasha's condition, he turned to look away from her. He felt responsible for this.

"It will be alright Akasha-sama. We will do all we can to have them back with us." Sakon rubbed his eyes free from tears. He had failed to notice the danger and protect the children. All for some books. He was deeply ashamed. He will do all he can to get them back. He would not rest until then.

Megumi returned with a purple potion. It was slowly bubbling. She gently raised Akasha's head towards her. She poured into her mouth. At first Akasha gagged the liquid out but Megumi used her magic to force it down. It was hard to watch for the two males. It looked like Megumi was choking her. Akasha continued to cry out as she was forced to gulp it down. As she drank the last drop, Akasha closed her eyes and her weeping stopped. She was now peacefully sleeping. Megumi wiped away the small amount of potion drops off Akasha's face along with her tears. She softly laid her head on the table. The potion was working it seemed. They were all relieved to see her sleeping so peacefully.

"Now we wait." Megumi told them while she grabbed another vial from the table. They both watched her approach the doppelganger and she carelessly shoved another potion into the doppelganger's mouth.

Akasha could feel a minor headache. Her eyes snapped open. She recognized this place. It was Megumi's place. She bent forward to sit on the table. She spotted Megumi using her magical eyeglass on Ulquiorra. He was sitting on another examination table. Sakon stood by Megumi's side. They were both focused on Ulquiorra who was currently shirtless. Akasha looked away before stealing glances at him. She had never seen him shirtless before. Wait! What was she thinking? Her children had been taken from her! She had to save them immediately! She jumped off the table and landed gracefully onto the floor. All eyes were now on her.

"Akasha-sama, how are you feeling?" Sakon was the first to speak his concern.

"I feel terrible. I have failed to protect my children and I must save them! I'm also incredibly furious with Issa and I need to put him in his place. So, Ulquiorra and Sakon-san, we need a plan and I need your help." Her eyes were burning with fury. She would make Issa pay.

"Akasha, the potion I gave you seems to work perfectly. You were in such a sorry state before. These two were totally frightened at your expense." She ended with a relief chuckle.

"I see. Sorry I made you all worry." Akasha bowed to them in forgiveness. Megumi and Sakon nodded while Ulquiorra reached for his clothing. Ulquiorra began to put it back on.

"By the way Megumi, what were you doing to Ulquiorra?" Akasha asked her after looking at Ulquiorra, who swiftly dressed himself. Ulquiorra gazed at Akasha before focusing on Megumi.

"Well Ulquiorra told me he could feel a strange pressure on his chest, so I was giving him a checkup." That was odd. Was he okay?

"Oh, is it true?" She turned to Ulquiorra. Akasha's thoughts drifted to Ulquiorra's earlier appearance. Did Megumi physically touch his chest during the examination? It was a possibility. She did not like the thought of that. Huh? She pushed those thoughts aside. Was this a side effect? She was getting sidetracked again. She should stay focused on important matters.

"It is. It's mostly subsided now though." Ulquiorra admitted to her. It had greatly weakened the moment Akasha had recovered and was actually communicating again. It would fully disappear later, he surmised. Akasha was relieved to hear that.

"Thank you for everything Megumi. Now that everyone is okay, we should move on to planning. Issa has taken my children and we need a plan to rescue them. I'm sure he plans to use Tsukune against me. Moka would not be harmed, but Tsukune is in danger." They all agreed with Akasha's assumption.

"We must sneak into the premise without alerting Issa. If he detects us, I'm sure he will not hesitate to use the young master as a shield." It was the harsh reality. Akasha was a powerful dark lord and it was the only way to guarantee victory against her. Sakon did not want to give them the chance to prepare against them.

"Knowing that bastard, he is expecting you to attack them. There is no doubt, he is only keeping him alive to force you to go. Tsukune is their bargaining chip." Megumi knew how despicable Issa could be. He could be incredibly cruel when it involved humans.

"That does sound like him. Otherwise, he would kill him." Akasha grimly commented. Tsukune had no value other than that to Issa. Still that did not mean Tsukune was safe. They could be hurting him right now. Akasha's yoki began to leak out from the thought. Her yoki was intense. She noted Megumi's startled expression and she rapidly reigned it back in.

"Sakon is correct. We should avoid alerting Issa. Now that we know what to do, how should we do it?" Akasha hoped they could come up with a detailed plan.

"I suggest we split up and draw the attention of the vampires." Ulquiorra voiced his opinion.

"Why?" They all questioned him. It was going against the plan.

"It is unrealistic to expect that Issa has not alerted all the vampires. Most likely he will have countless vampires surveying his home. It would be better to separate and attract their attention once we near his home. That will give you time to sneak in Akasha-sama."

"I see. That is a good point. Ulquiorra and I can draw all of their attention and keep them busy, giving you the chance to sneak in." Sakon could see the point of Ulquiorra's plan. Akasha will then be able to rush in without giving them a chance to use Tsukune. It was worth considering.

"Still, it would be tough for you to get him out of there if you face Gyokuro and Issa at the same time. Not to mention his daughters as well." Megumi thought out loud. It would be disastrous for Akasha to face those two monsters at the same time.

"I won't give them a chance to do so." Akasha sounded confident to them. It was a big change to how she was earlier.

"Akasha-sama, I gave my word to Tsukune. I told him that we would protect him. I have failed to do so. You have my word, I will make them pay for this Akasha-sama." If he took off his seals it would be a simple matter. It did not matter how many came at him. The result would be the same. Akasha gave him a small smile. He was surprisingly bothered by his failure to keep his promise.

"Right. Let's get ready then." Akasha had been too lenient on Issa. It would seem she had to return to her former fierce self. It was a small price to pay for the safety of her children.

I hurt, Onii-chan. I couldn't save him. Kokoa sorrowfully buried her face into the pillow on her bed. She was deeply ashamed of herself. She had agreed to go with Kahlua to help her retrieve Tsukune and Moka. However, she only wanted to warn Tsukune, so that he could escape from Kahlua. She utterly failed. She was pathetic. She had obeyed her sister out of fear. Kokoa was the youngest and arguably, the weakest sister. She felt revulsion at her own weakness. It caused her to harm her Onii-chan. He would probably never forgive her. He must be repulsed by her now. Could she blame him though? No. Tsukune was delighted to see her and she had betrayed his feelings. Small tears formed on her eyes. He probably loathes her now. She gripped her pillow harshly.

Forgive me, Onii-chan. I couldn't protect you. I couldn't do anything for you.

"Don't be sad, Kokoa-sama." A high pitch voiced out to her. She turned her head to look at her bed's headboard. A small, cute, and light colored bat was perched there. He was brown with a large elliptical white spot located on his torso reaching his legs and up to his eyes. Most would confuse him for a hamster, but his black wings folded on his back proved otherwise. It was Ko-chan, her loyal transforming bat. He had witnessed what transpired in the human world. He was the giant weapon she wielded in the human world. His eyes were glistening. He showed her a timid smile. She beckoned him to come and he obeyed. She hugged him tightly.

"Thank you, Ko-chan. I know you're just trying to cheer me up and I appreciate it." She petted him softly. He let out a few happy squeaks. His master really knew his favorite spot. It felt so good to be petted by her. Still, Kokoa-sama was sad, he should not be distracted by her petting.

"Kokoa-sama, should not cry. He will understand that Kokoa-sama had no choice. Kahlua-sama would have hurt Kokoa-sama if she did not obey." Ko-chan did not like Kahlua. She had hurt Kokoa-sama and bullied her. Of course, he was no exception either. Ko-chan had been treated like a simple toy. He had been gravely injured, once by Kahlua. He recalled how she had broken his bones when she transformed him into a sword. She wanted to test the sharpness of his transformation. Without care, she used too much force in an attempt to slice a large boulder. He was misshapen and chipped as a result. It was extremely painful for him when he turned back to normal. He would have died if Kokoa-sama had not nursed him back to health. How could she be so cruel, when she was Kokoa's sister? He shuddered out the thought.

"You really think so?" Ko-chan nodded immediately. She gave him a large smile. He returned the sentiment with an even larger smile. She sat up from the bed. She held him at arm's length in front of her face.

"I hope you're right, Ko-chan. I wouldn't bear to be hated by Onii-chan." She did not believe her parents and her sisters. Tsukune was extremely kind to her. She had heard the stories they have told her about humans. She could not imagine Tsukune being that cruel to her. She did not spend too much time when they lived together but it was memorable to her. She never experienced so much joy since. Nothing came close. Her family doesn't care about her. Akua has no interest in her. She is completely avoided and ignored by Akua. Kahlua always mistreats her every chance she gets. Kahlua has no respect for her. Not to mention her parents were always full of disappointment in her abilities. She has never been praised once by them before. Kokoa felt like an outcast. Only Ko-chan made her stay sane and remember all the good times with her Onii-chan. Ko-chan was the only one she could really talk to and have fun with.

Of course, Kokoa had not forgotten about Moka. She always idolized Moka when she was younger. Moka was the one who had given her the time of day. She was accepting of her as a sister. Moka was kind to her and could sometimes be mean to her. Of course, Moka had not meant any harm by it. She simply was not babying her. Kokoa loved that about her. She could not help but to smile at the memories. She wanted to see Moka now. She wanted to talk about Tsukune with her. Moka had spent the most with him and she wanted to know more about him. She also wanted to know the best way to apologize to him. Would she tell her though? She knew Moka was quite protective of him. Well there was only way to find out.

"Kokoa-sama should apologize to Tsukune-sama. Everything will be alright." Ko-chan's large smile showed his fangs. He fluttered his wings a bit. It was quite adorable to Kokoa. She was starting to feel better. She hugged him close once more.

"Thank you Ko-chan. I don't know what I would do without you." Ko-chan embraced her with his wings. He felt the same way. Kokoa-sama was the most wonderful and kind mistress he could ask for. Unfortunately, their heartwarming moment came to an abrupt end. Gyokuro stood glaring at them. It was quite frightening for Kokoa. She did not hear her come into the room.

"Let that thing go. Act like a proper vampire." Gyokuro's harsh words stung her. Before she realized it, Kahlua held Ko-chan in her arms. She had failed to notice Kahlua was also in her room. She became fearful for Ko-chan's safety. His cheerful self was gone. It was now replaced by absolute terror. He was trying his best to escape her embrace but it was futile. He felt her squeeze hard. He felt like a balloon that was about to pop. He squirmed in pain.

"Give him back!" Kokoa was angry at her sister. She was hurting him.

"It's his own fault for trying to run away. He should be a good boy and let me play with him too." She slowly petted the immobile bat.

"I said give him back!" Kokoa's yoki flared intensely. Her usual kind voice was replaced by a rough and loud tone. Kahlua smiled a bit. Her little sister could be quite intimidating if she had the proper motivation. If only she was always like this.

"Enough! Let that thing go and give it back to her." Gyokuro spoke out. Kahlua reluctantly obeyed her mother. She handed Ko-chan back to Kokoa. She softly embraced the bat and examined him. He was unconscious and his bruised body showcased the force Kahlua had exerted on him. Her eyes began to form tears. Her sister was too cruel. She did not care for his safety or anyone else's. She enjoyed harming others. Gyokuro's frown grew deeper at Kokoa's actions. She was too attached to that thing. However, there was a more pressing issue here.

"Kokoa, Kahlua informed me that you were caught embracing that human. Is that true?" Gyokuro was repulsed by the idea of her daughter coming close to that human. Let alone, touching him willingly. Her eyes narrowed at the foolishness behavior of her daughter. Kokoa could not lie to her mother; it was impossible for both Kahlua and Kokoa. Kokoa meekly met her gaze.

"Well?" She asked once more. Kokoa confirmed with a fearful nod. Gyokuro's anger and aversion was instantly felt by both her daughters. It was nauseating. Her killing intent was frightening. Her demeanor had not changed and she had not exerted any of her yoki. Yet, both daughters were equally terrified. Their mother was terrifying. More so than their father. He was far more forgiving than she was.

"I see. It seems you still don't understand that humans are nothing more than food to us." While her father-in-law wished to outright destroy all humans, she felt it was not a good idea. Instead it was better to cull them and use them as livestock. Human blood was by far the tastiest. It empowered them like no other blood. It was stupid to lose that.

"Mother, I missed him and I don't think that's tru…"

"Silence!" Kahlua let out a chuckle at Kokoa's expense. One glare from her mother quickly silenced her.

"Do not speak any further. I should have known better. It was a mistake to have let you go, but your father insisted." Issa had convinced her to let Kokoa accompany Kahlua. She was ordered to retrieve Tsukune to prove her vampiric nature. Obviously, her daughter miserably failed. She had not even taken a single sip of Tsukune's blood. Kahlua on the other hand, had taken quite a bit from the boy. In fact, she was also aware of Kokoa's bizarre actions. Kokoa had carefully transported him here to their home from the human world. She was also unwilling to hand him over to the guards after they had received orders to take him down to the dungeon. Instead, Kokoa had personally taken him to the dungeon herself and she threatened the guard who tried to lock him in. She had commanded the guard to bring a bed and blankets for the human. She refused to set him down on the dirty cell. Not once did she let Tsukune lay on the filthy floor. She patiently waited until the guard returned and softly laid him down on the bed and covered him with the soft blankets the guard had brought. It was a revolting thought to Gyokuro.

"You are a disappointment to the Shuzen family. However, I am willing to give you one more chance. If you are able to drink his blood by force, then I won't punish you. Give it some thought." Gyokuro expected her to come around. If not, she would have to be more drastic. She would cease to be her mother. She would have to break her mentally. Kokoa would become unstable, but it was better than her current feeble self. Kokoa's eyes widened in fear.

What was her mother plotting that moment? Her mother's punishments were wretched. When Kokoa had refused to drink human blood when she was younger, she was severely punished. Her mother had drenched her in untreated water which greatly weakened her. It was painful, but it was just the beginning. After she suffered and lost her strength, Gyokuro locked her in the dungeon. She was chained to a bathtub full of human blood. She was forced to stay in that bathtub for four days. She was only allowed to leave after she drank it all and had the strength to break free. She could still recall the horrible stench on her. Her mother did not allow her to bathe for three days. Kokoa had not refused to drink human blood in front of her mother since. Kokoa could feel a strong urge to vomit.

"Night night." Kahlua cutely waved at her younger sister as she followed her mother out the room. Once the door shut behind them, she let it all out. She was overcome with unfathomable anguish. Kokoa's tears flowed out and she began to loudly weep. Her loud wails and her trembling body failed to awaken Ko-chan. His body remained limp in her arms.

Gyokuro shook her head in disappointment at her daughter's pathetic cries. She could easily hear her whimpering in her room. She would have to toughen her up. Her stroll and thoughts were interrupted by Kahlua, who now stood in front of her.

"Mother, may I please play with Tsukune?" Kahlua pleaded for permission. She turned to look at her daughter who had a pleading look. She nodded. Kahlua's face twisted with a wide smile.

"Don't go overboard. We still need him. Akasha will attempt to save him tonight." Gyokuro reminded her and Kahlua nodded. She quickly vanished shortly after. No doubt, she was heading for the dungeon. Why can't her daughters be more like Akua? They both let their emotions control them. She sighed and continued her way to the throne room.

It hurts. Tsukune gripped his stomach tightly. He awakened with so much pain. He had tried to sit on the bed but the pain was unbearable. Instead he felt minor relief staying still on the bed. He surveyed the room. He was in a cell. A familiar cell. It was the exact same cell he constantly experienced in his nightmares. It was a Shuzen cell. That meant he was once again in their possession. Tsukune had also not forgotten how he was forcibly brought here. He was struck down by someone he genuinely trusted, Kokoa. He had let his guard down. He was naive to Kokoa's true intention. He was such a fool. Still, he could not help but to be surprised at his situation. He was on a comfortable bed and was even covered in blankets. Why? It did not make any sense to him. He doubted the vampires would care about his comfort. He threw the blankets to the side. He maneuvered his head up with extra care not to move the rest of his body. He did not yearn to make the pain worse. He looked around the dungeon and he spotted a guard sitting by his cell. He was pale white with short black hair. He was wearing medieval armor. It was silver and heavy looking. It was impossible for a human to wear such heavy gear. The guard only lacked the helmet to complete the armor set. Should he try to strike a conversation with the guard?

"It seems the human is awake." The guard spoke without turning to look at him. How did he know? Tsukune had not made any noise since he awakened.

"I could hear the subtle change of your breathing. It was easy to tell you awakened." The guard stood up from the chair. He had effortlessly figured out what Tsukune was thinking. He held a worn out book in his hand. Tsukune could not read the book's title from the poor lighting of the room. Tsukune felt intimidated by the look of the vampire. He reminded him of a Yakuza thug from a manga he read. He had the common trope of short black hair and a scarred face. The guard glanced in at the boy. His piercing gaze frightened Tsukune who immediately rested his head back on to the bed. He had seen the red eyes look at him in disgust. Tsukune did not wish to see anymore of him.

"You should feel grateful that Kokoa-sama bothered to give you that bed in which you lay your head. It is more than you deserve, human." Tsukune could hear the hatred in the man's voice. Why would Kokoa do that for him? She had brought him here with Kahlua. Didn't that mean she was deceiving him to let his guard down? She had attacked him when he had tried to run away with her. What was she thinking?

"Why would she?" He murmured softly to himself.

"Who knows. Perhaps she intends to suck your blood later, so she made it comfortable for you." The guard had heard him with his excellent hearing. Tsukune could not help but to agree with him. Perhaps Kokoa liked to suck blood when their victims were more calm and in better health. Apparently blood could taste differently depending on the victim's mental state. Moka had told him this much. She disliked his blood when he was sad. It was a bit too sour for her liking. He couldn't help but to smile at the thought. Oh wait, what happened to Moka?

"Moka…" He thought out loud in worry. He had angered her and she had left his side. Did that mean she was safe. He raised his arm to see his watch. It displayed 11:13 PM. More than three hours had passed since he was kidnapped. Was she alright? He hoped she was okay. She was probably worried sick about him. She probably doesn't know what happened to me.

"Moka-sama has returned to where she belongs. She is with her father."

"What did you say?" Somehow Tsukune sat on the bed and looked at the guard who was surprised by the boy's demanding tone. Why was the human concern for her? She is royalty and this boy was nothing but garbage.

"Silence human! How dare you take that tone with me?" He blurted out in rage. He should be groveling on the floor, not demanding answers. He banged his armored hand on the cell. The loud force he used resonated throughout the dungeon. It seemed to work as the boy yelped in fear. It made him smirk in delight. Humans are pathetic creatures.

"Please sir, I must know if she is safe." Tsukune practically begged for some favorable answer. The guard could not believe the stupidity of this human. Did he not listen?

"Shut up! Moka-sama is not your concern. Do not act like you care for her." He knew the only reason Moka had not killed him or mistreated him was because he was her pet. There is no other reason than that in his opinion. This human was disillusioned that she cared about him. In fury, he threw the book at him. Luckily it missed him by an inch. The guard realized his mistake. He had almost killed the boy. Tsukune looked at the crumbled wall next to him. The book had completely burst from the force he had used. He was lucky he had missed or it could have cost him his life. Did this boy know that? The bastard was mocking him.

Tsukune was frightened by the guard's action. He was so afraid he had forgotten the pain for a moment. He was almost killed. He was assaulted by the same pain again. He gave in and laid on the bed once more. It's not like he could make the guard talk anyways. He heard the cell door open. He had no chance to turn and look as he was grabbed by the scruff of his shirt. The guard had him dangling in the air.

"How dare you make a fool out of me!" The rough movement had amplified the pain of his stomach. He grabbed the guard's armored gauntlet with his right hand. The other held on to his aching belly. The poor boy was tearing up from the pain.

"Don't touch me you human garbage! Let go!" He swung with his free hand at the boy's exposed head. He fully expected to feel the sensation of breaking the boy's nose from the impact. He smiled in anticipation. Instead he felt a painful grip on his arm. His arm could not move as it was held by a powerful hand. His thick armored gauntlet was painfully impressing onto his arm. It was effortlessly crushed by a dainty hand.

"Hands off. He's mine." He heard a menacing voice. He took a good look at the newcomer. It was Kahlua who had a crazy and furious demeanor. He imagined that any moment his head would roll. He could already feel his bones on his forearm start to shatter.

"He's mine to play with, not yours. If you dare to touch him again, I'll kill you." She gave him a warning with a terrifying scowl. He nodded fearfully and he haphazardly dropped the boy on the bed. There was no time for an apology. He was swiftly kicked out the cell by the young vampiress.

"Tell father he has awakened. Leave before I change my mind and kill you." He didn't need to be told twice. He hurriedly nodded and immediately stood back up. He bowed in terror and left to do as told.

Tsukune knew better than to thank Kahlua. He threw himself on the hard floor. He was attempting to sneak out the cell. He crawled through the floor with all his might. He fought through the searing pain with only one thought on his mind. He needed to escape his open cell. It was his only chance. He hoped with all his heart she would not notice him. It was wishful thinking. He felt his left leg get tightly grasped. He had no time to react as he was oppressively pulled by the leg and he painfully dangled in front of Kahlua. She easily held him upside down, without his arms touching the floor. She was treating him like a rag doll. His tears flowed out from the agony he could feel from this position. His earlier pain was nothing compared to this.

"Please no." He pitifully begged in despair. Deep down he knew it was hopeless. Kahlua felt no remorse for him. It never stopped her before. She joyfully looked down at his terrified face which made her cheeks turn red. It pleased her greatly to see him so terrified of her. Oh how she missed her favorite toy.

"Don't worry I'll be gentle for now." She softly cooed at him. She poked his aching stomach with her free hand. Tsukune's bloodcurdling screams echoed throughout the dungeon.

A portal opened near a large steel and wooden gate. Akasha emerged first from the portal. She was now equipped with her red armor. The chest plate had pink markings and outlines around the shape of the breastplate. Her hands were protected by red gauntlets that covered her forearms. Her bottom armored legging also possessed the same traits. There was a semi-transparent pink veil that obscured her leggings. It covered her up to her knees. It was short enough to not impede her in battle. Her armor contorted perfectly around her body. It emphasized her womanly figure. She had her hair tied into a single long ponytail. It was held down by a large red ribbon. A pink-hilted sword hanged from her hip. It was decorated by a red jewel on the bottom of the hilt. It looked like an eye with a slit red pupil. It's silver sheathe was made of pure silver engraved with Bloodriver. The next figure to emerge was dressed in black attire.

It was Sakon, who now wore ceremonial clothing. He had changed from his usual butler outfit. It was replaced by a black robe. Underneath he was covered in pitch black armor. His whole body was fully armored except for his head. Sakon had no need for a helmet. Only the black robe's hood covered his head. Ulquiorra arrived last and he was in his usual white clothing. He had put on a new set after they had returned home. Akasha and Sakon needed to prepare for the invasion. Ulquiorra had used the chance to change his wet tattered clothes.

Now they all stood facing the front entrance of the Shuzen estate. It was the stronghold and haven for many vampires. Issa was the rightful heir of Alucard. His incredible power was worthy of respect and loyalty. He was nobility. These were qualities that made him worth serving. The grand gate was decorated with a massive plaque inscribed with the Shuzen name. Ulquiorra instantly activated his pesquisa. Ulquiorra could not sense anyone's presence behind the gate. How odd? It was like they wanted them to enter.

"Let's be covert about this." Sakon spoke after seeing the giant gate. He too could not sense anyone nearby either.

"It would be for the best if we swiftly traverse the property and avoid confrontations. Let's proceed with caution." Ulquiorra logically stated. Ulquiorra could not help to reflect his thoughts on the weakened sensation on his chest. It had lessened greatly that it was hardly noticeable to him now. He placed his hand over his chest. Was he relieved for the imminent rescue of the children? No. He was just keeping his word. He heard their noise of agreements. He glanced at Akasha, who raised her sword on the air. The blade was colored pink and it seemed to shine in the dark.

"Let's save them." Sakon took out his own weapon. It was a pitch black katana. Even its handle and sheath were black. Only the blue jewel embedded on the hilt stood out. His blade met Akasha's sword. Ulquiorra felt their gaze on him. Were they expecting him to join in? There was no reason to. It was utterly pointless in his eyes.

"What are you two doing? We should proceed in and not waste our time on this nonsensical display." Sakon shook his head in disbelief. This was a way to express their victory over their enemies. Ulquiorra should get a clue to join them. Akasha chuckled at his comment.

"It's for good luck. It means we would do our best to win and achieve victory over our enemy. It's a tradition of warriors." She explained with a small smile.

"Nonsense. Luck does not exist on the battlefield. The most prepared and most skillful are guaranteed victory." He harshly gave this fact to them. It was not something you left out to chance. Ulquiorra knew this fact well. Aizen had proven this to him. Aizen did not overlook the small details of his plans. Ulquiorra could not help but to prefer Aizen's way of doing things instead of Akasha. Akasha sighed in a bit of annoyance.

"Just humor me please. It's what I would like at the moment." Akasha earnestly stated. Ulquiorra thought about it for a mere moment. He would obey as those were the terms. He nodded and he unsheathed his Zanpakuto. Sakon and Akasha were both drawn to his sword. It seemed to reflect Ulquiorra's appearance in it with its shades of green patterns on the handle and the shiny white blade. The blue guard seemed eerily similar to an eye. Akasha had seen it before, but not close enough to see the obscure details. She was too focused on her children's safety at the time. Ulquiorra's blade slowly met their own. He gazed at the shared smiles they both gave him.

"Thank you" Akasha expressed her gratitude. He did not give her a reply. He only retracted his blade and sheathed it once more. It was time to go. Ulquiorra and Sakon vaulted the large gate with ease. They now stood on top of the gate. Ulquiorra could not help but to think the estate was a giant zen garden. It was very beautiful and tranquil. A large pond stood by the entrance. It was deep enough for him to dive fifteen feet underwater. Only one road snaked around the premises. It probably led to Issa's castle. He could see the enormous castle from this distance. It was quite far that it was hard to see all of its details. The Japanese homes had a countryside look. They were perfectly aligned and formed around the road.

Sakon and Ulquiorra looked at the houses around them. No one seemed to be inside them. There were no light sources being emitted by the homes. Ulquiorra turned to Sakon, who nodded. They signaled for Akasha to join them. She leaped effortlessly over the gate to do so. No one said a word. They simply nodded. Vampires had strong hearing. They would have to be as quiet as possible from now on. Akasha gestured for them to continue in front. Sakon and Ulquiorra landed softly on the estate and quickly traversed the ground. It was decided that Sakon and Ulquiorra would be on the front. Ulquiorra had tremendous speed even in his sealed state. It would be easy for him to sneak past the vampires and take them out if needed. His sonido was much slower than normal in his human form, but he was much faster than a werewolf under a full moon.

Sakon might not be as quick as he would like, but he was confident in his infiltration techniques. He had learned how to by studying ninja techniques. He would put into practice for this mission. Sakon could also evade the vampires with his powerful nose which allowed him to detect their scent several miles around him. It was the greatest asset they currently possessed. Sakon's nose picked up the familiar scent of a vampire. He gestured to Akasha that there were three in front. The long path they were following was guarded by three vampires. Of course, he could smell others nearby. But these three were much closer than the rest. Ulquiorra had felt their presence too. He could use his pesquisa in a limited fashion. It was slightly less effective than Sakon's nose at the moment. Still he noted the two vampires talking to one another. They were unaware of their intrusion. The two vampires were wearing heavy armor. He guessed they were siblings as their faces were similar to each other. Ulquiorra raised his hand to stop their movement. The third was a bit further in sitting on the steps of a house. He had brown hair and he was dressed in the same armor as the others. His face was hidden by a cloth mask he wore on his face. He was close enough to have the other vampires in his sight. Ulquiorra pointed at the third and then himself. They understood that he was his target. The others were theirs. They nodded in affirmation.

Sakon and Akasha would have to rush them quickly and leave the last for Ulquiorra. They both moved in with blistering speed and the two vampires were alerted to the sound of their rushing footsteps. It was too late. Akasha had delivered a powerful kick on the back of the head to the poor vampiress. She instantly lost consciousness from the powerful blow. Sakon had similarly used his yoki infused gauntlet on the back of the other vampire's head.

The third vampire stood up in shock. He would have no time to run if they came after him. He had witnessed their incredible speed. He would have to alert the others by leaking all of his yoki. He had no time to react when Ulquiorra had appeared behind him. He felt the sharp blow Ulquiorra gave him on his neck. He had put a good amount of reiatsu to ensure he would not withstand the blow. It worked. He fell like a puppet with cut strings. Ulquiorra observed the others and they quickly checked their victims. Sakon gave a thumbs up and Akasha gestured an okay. Ulquiorra simply nodded that his target was out cold. They continued on their way.

Ulquiorra and Sakon leapt onto the nearest house rooftop by the stone road they were currently following. They managed to avoid the five vampires which were standing in a line to block advancement through that road. Ulquiorra could not help but to think they were idiots for chatting among themselves. It made far too easy to sneak past them. They carefully hopped among the rooftops taking minor detours to avoid making unnecessary noises. Ulquiorra could sense the blockades were getting tougher. There were twenty up further in front. It would be for the best if they continued to travel on the rooftops. Ulquiorra pointed on the other side of the road. Sakon nodded and he leaped on to the other side. He had guessed his plan. It was safer to split up now. Ulquiorra glanced backwards. Akasha had chosen to follow him. They continued their advancement on the estate. Sakon was still in his sight. They were still close enough to warn the other.

Sakon could feel the strong scent of a huge amount of vampires. He stopped immediately. Ulquiorra sensed his abrupt stop. He and Akasha followed Sakon's example. Sakon grasped his fist with his left hand. Ulquiorra nodded that he saw his message. It was Sakon's signal. They had reached the final defense. Sakon had picked up the scent of hundreds of vampires. They were all protecting the Shuzen castle. Ulquiorra gauged the castle's distance. It was several miles away. Ulquiorra placed his hand on Murcielago's hilt. Sakon mirrored his action. He was ready to follow Ulquiorra's lead. Akasha walked towards Ulquiorra. She reached for his free hand. He pulled away.

"No. They will sense my presence from here. I would remain as I am." He softly spoke to her. They could not know about their presence just yet. They would have ample time to prepare for them. Akasha knew this, but once they start fighting, there is a good chance she would not be able to remove his seals.

"But you can't fight them by yourself like this. What if I'm unable to reach you in time." She looked incredibly worried about him. Her eyes wavered. She was hesitating to follow the plan.

"How foolish can you be to assume I'll be defeated by such trash." His voice was noticeably louder than before. He could not help but to be bothered by her remark.

"I will do what I must to open a path for you. Do not hesitate to take it, woman." Akasha could not help but to feel that Ulquiorra was angry. He had not called her by name. He did not wait for her answer. He took off in the direction of the castle. Sakon followed right behind him. Akasha slapped her cheeks in resolve. She could feel the stinging pain. She would not let Ulquiorra's kindness go to waste. It was showtime.

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Oh, how she missed this scent. Kahlua sniffed Tsukune's trembling body. Kahlua nonchalantly sat on top of him. She had him pinned down on the bed. She had his arms placed above his head as it had made it easy to remove his shirt. Kahlua slowly traced his bare chest with her tongue. She made sure to lick all the sweat off. Tsukune's frantic breaths were music to her ears. She licked rougher as she made her way down his stomach. His grunts of pain only encouraged her to increase the intensity. She stopped above his waist. He was still wearing his pants that she had not taken off yet. Once she finished from the front, she eagerly flipped him on to his side. She had to get every tasty drop after all. She continued her licking until she was done. Only his tender neck remained. She savagely grabbed the unresponsive boy's head. She examined his catatonic face. A small frown formed on her beautiful face. It was no fun if he didn't struggle.

She admired the bruises around his neck. It made her face feel hot. Perhaps she should continue. She grasped his neck and started to suffocate him. He did not struggle. After fifteen seconds passed, his eyes began to water. Kahlua felt his weak hands on her. He was trying to fight her for his life. This was fun again. She grinned with pleasure. She kept her hold firm. Once she felt him weakened she immediately let go. She would not let him die. He was her precious possession. His sharp and harsh breaths made her blush in bliss. He was gasping desperately for air. She had her fun for now. He had reached his limit for today. If she continued, she would lose him. That could not happen. She dug her nails along his tender and bruised neck. Blood trickled down his neck. She slowly savored the blood. It was euphoric. Nothing came close to Tsukune's blood. It was too delicious when he was horrified. Tsukune's grunts of pain encouraged her to lick vigorously. She licked his neck clean and sealed his wounds. It had taken her a few minutes. Her face hovered over his own as she straddled him. She felt his raspy breaths. She had to admit, his hot and harsh breathing really excited her. His eyes running tears like a faucet did as well. Oh, how silly of her. She proceeded to lick the tears off his cheeks. This was tastier than his sweat. It had been a long time since she played with him. She almost forgotten. She swiftly finished. She gazed into his blank eyes. Eyes devoid of the will to live. They were wonderful too.

"I love how desperate you look, Tsukune." She told him with a blushing smile. She gave him a kiss. Her favorite toy was back where it belonged and she had plenty of time to enjoy it.

AN: Feel free to let me know what you guys think.